Great World of Magic Cube

Two minutes later, Ishio, who took the ice crystal spar in his arms, in the voice of the little girl "Welcome to come back next time", looked out of the strange spar store.

"Loss, loss, this is only the first-tier finished goods store, the bottom of my US dollar exploitation, the second-tier own trading square, and the third-tier material trading center still do not know How is it going to happen! It seems that my property is really insignificant for the world!" Ito Saki, who walked straight to the elevator, sighed.

"It seems that in the main world, I have to pay more for the bounty task. If I want to buy something later, it is really not enough to just use the money in my hand." Going to the elevator gate , reaching out and pressing the button called Ito to decide.

"Hey." At this moment, only a low-pitched sound rang, and the closed elevator door slowly opened in front of Ito.

Sideways let a face coming out of the elevator with a scar, and the body exudes an uncontrollable suffocation. At first glance, it’s a man who is engaged in a mercenary class, and Io Sasuke walks into the elevator and presses it. Go to the button on the second floor of the Free Trade Plaza.

At this time, Ito's achievement felt that the elevator was lightly shocked, and a weak sense of weightlessness was generated immediately. Then, after four or five seconds, it was accompanied by a slamming sound that disappeared.

Then, Ito Sei, who carried a metal suitcase and a small freezer in his hands, stepped out of the elevator. Immediately there was a noisy noise, and a large number of stalls that appeared as illegal hawkers appeared in the eyes and ears of Ito.

"It’s really lively, and it’s all the way to catch up with the last generation in the hometown.” Standing in front of the elevator, I’m quietly looking at the situation in the market.

Then Ito was not staying, stepping into the crowd and slowly browsing along the right hand side stall.

"There are a lot of things, but most of them are some inexplicable items, or they don't know which graves, ruins, or some enemies have taken, and some really good things." Six or seven booths, and the ability to understand the language income in the ears of Ito Sang has a preliminary understanding of the situation in the second-tier trading center.

"Well?" At this moment, a faint wave of volatility suddenly came from the booth of two booths separated from Ito, and his attention was drawn to the past.

Silently looked at the crowd around. It was found that no one noticed that the fluctuation of Ito Satoshi immediately raised interest. He got up from the booth where he was now, while continuing to maintain the original appearance of the items on the booth, while carefully sensing the fluctuations, relying on it. Progress.

Just three minutes later. Ito Cheng finally came to the stall where the fluctuations were.

"Is that piece of wood?" I installed a random glance at the stalls. And locked in the heart of the wave of the launch point of Ito.

"Man, what do you want to buy?" The boss of the booth, a height of about one meter or more, is well-proportioned. For the twenty-six or seven-year-old, the young man with a maroon short hair and bronzed skin looked at Ito Cheng who was kneeling in front of the booth.

“Let's take a look.” Ito Cheng, who looked at the boss casually and took the other person's appearance, answered the question, “In the Egyptian or Middle Eastern...”

"What is this?" followed, and Ito Cheng picked up an old silver coin and asked the boss.

"I don't know. But it is said that it has something to do with some of the treasures of Captain Jack in the past seven years. How about? Do you want to buy it back and try your luck." The boss looked at Ito Cheng.

"If it is true, why don't you keep it." Ito Cheng, who looked at her eyes casually.

"Hey, this is not a bad strength. If I have the strength of b-class, I will never sell this silver coin." The boss said with a helpless shrug.

Ito Satoshi once again looked up and looked at the booth owner and found that the strength of the other party was c-level.

"Class c? It seems that the wooden stick is what he got by chance." Ito Cheng psychologically guessed.

"Unfortunately, my strength is no better than you. This kind of thing is left to other high-ranking people." Ito Cheng casually put the silver coins back in their mouths.

"It is also. This kind of thing, it is not our gang that the grasshoppers who are still in the c-class should do it." I looked up and down the two sides of Ito, and found that Ito’s strength is similar to him, and only c-level. The boss nodded in agreement.

"What is this wooden stick?" At this time, Ito Cheng finally picked up the wooden stick as his target.

"This is. I got it from an enemy. I don't know the specifics." The boss glanced at the stick and shrugged. "But when I got it, I tried it. The texture was very hard. Don't lose. For ordinary steel."

"Oh. It's fun, how is this thing sold?" Ito Cheng reached out and snorted. I found out that there was really no change and I asked.

"You take away 50,000 dollars." The boss said with a very happy look.

"Just this thing? 50,000 dollars? Are you sure you are not kidding?" Ito Cheng gently throws a wooden stick in his hand and smiles.

"Although I don't know what it is, but you guys want it, it's worth the price!" said the boss, who decided to look at Ito, and then slammed Ito into the metal suitcase and the small freezer on both sides of the body. "And you guys are not bad, isn't that money?"

"Oh, well, I will plant it." From the other's line of sight, I understand why the other party dared to open the lion's big mouth, Ito Cheng, and then took the special swinging wooden stick in his hand and took it out. A dozen dollars worth of face value was handed over to the booth owner.

"I like your happy customer." The boss who took the money and smiled in front of Ito’s face laughed.

"It seems that today's market is not enough. Just relying on the two boxes in your hand, everyone knows that I am a fat sheep." The wooden sticks were clamped under the armpits, and the hands were raised from the booths. Ito is self-deprecating.

"But it’s a bit unwilling to go so far. Since you can touch other things like wooden sticks, you may find other good things in other booths. Do you want to continue?" Ito turned around and looked at it. Thinking to the crowd.

"Go ahead, just a little money. It’s a big deal to kill the rich and help the poor." The next second, Ito Cheng decided.

Then Ito became a constant step and continued to wander around the Free Trade Center.

......

"Are you sure that the formation is here?" Shortly after Ito’s departure from the booth, a tall tall man and a petite figure, it seems that only girls of fifteen or six years old walked out of the open elevator, one of them tall. The man asked the girl next to him in a specific language.

At this time, if Ishio saw two people, they would find that they met his mother, Hui Lizi, the eldest sister, Ito, the second sister, Ito, and the Asian night, when they went to Hawaii for a holiday, they met the divination girl Uluru and the name. Tall man.

"I'm sure." Petite girl replied in the same specific language.

"How do you find this?" Looking at the situation in the Free Trade Center, the tall man said with a frown. Then turned to look at Uluru, who said to me, "Your astrology can't determine the exact location of the part?"

"No, there is a strong disturbance in the periphery of the item. The approximate position that can lock it is more than that. I have another part in my hand. If there is no part, I can't lock it." Uluru shakes his head. Said.

"Mom, I knew that I wouldn't put that part on it first." The tall man said in a tone of disappointment.

"Look slowly, I have already recorded the fate fluctuations emitted by that part, as long as it is close enough, I believe I can still lock it." Uluru comforted.

"Okay." I couldn’t think of any tall man who promised to give up, with the petite girl Uluru walking into the crowd, a stall to find a booth.

It wasn't about visiting the market at all, but the two people with clear goals were very fast. After a while, they strolled through most of the booths and gradually approached the booth where Ito was currently located.

"Feeling." Just as Uluru was ten meters away from Ito, Uluru suddenly turned and looked at the position where Ito was in the air.

"Great, we are in the past." The tall man immediately heard a look of joy on his face and urged Uluru.

Uluru nodded and walked quickly with the tall man to the position of the volatility. Soon, the wooden stick was placed under his arm, and the Ito achievement with a metal suitcase and a small frozen box in his hand appeared in Ulu. Lu and the eyes of tall men.

"The man is..." Looking at the back of Ito, I felt that some of the familiar Uluru brows slightly wrinkled, whispering in a voice that only I could hear.

"It's that part!" Seeing the wooden stick that Ito became under the chin, the tall man said to Urru, a low-pitched surprise.

"This is the branch of the Alchemy Association. It is not suitable for us. We follow him. After he leaves the association, he will grab the things." Just as the tall man was ready to go forward, the girl Uluru quickly reached out to the tallest. The man’s wrist whispered.

"Alright." The tall man nodded in a loud voice and then followed up with Uluru and tracked it five meters away from Ito.

Many people are noisy, and they have not been able to perceive that the people who tracked it are still the first to discuss the price of the items with the boss.

"Give you money." After a while, Ito, who is still in the pocket of a fossil egg that is vaguely aware of the faint fluctuations in life, handed the money to the booth owner.

Then, Ito Cheng, who finished the transaction, straightened up and continued to move to other booths.