Primitive super exchange system

Not far away, in an open space, there was a very ordinary stall.

The animal skins on the ground were all in tatters, but the items on them were extraordinary.

At least that's how it seems to Xiao Qiang.

Take two quick steps and come to the booth.

There were a few unknown pieces of dried meat on top, as well as some animal bones.

There was a snare drum placed on the other side, and Xiao Qiang squatted down to check it carefully.

The drum skin is smooth and delicate, and feels very special, as if it is made of human skin.

"How do you sell this thing?" Xiao Qiang played with the drum.

The stall owner is a thin old man with drooped eyelids and an expressionless face.

After waiting for a moment, Xiao Qiang said again: "Asleep? How do you sell this thing?"

"Not for sale."

Xiao Qiang frowned and carefully looked at the person in front of him.

The other person looks very old, already beyond the average life span of ordinary people, and his eyes are very big, unlike people here.He wore ragged animal skins and his hair was a little whiter.

"If you don't sell it on the stall, what is this thing used for?" Xiao Qiang then asked.

"Those who are destined to use it will definitely use it." The old man replied.

"Death to the Riddler!" Xiao Qiang said in his heart.

He could vaguely feel some special energy on it, but he wasn't sure what it was.

I am still very weak and not suitable for causing trouble, so I should stay calm and collected.

Xiao Qiang comforted himself, and then wandered to look at other stalls.

Every place has its own customs and customs, and the most popular foods sold here are shelled creatures.

Some look like crabs, some look like scorpions, and even more are weird things.

There are many people selling Origin Stones. Xiao Qiang checked and found that most of them are not high in energy.

In order not to attract attention, Xiao Qiang bought a few pieces and made some small money.

In the market center, there were long lines of people.

They are all buying sweet sticks, a specialty of the underground city, a food that looks like sugar cane.

This plant relies on the light of the moonstone to grow and can only survive in underground cities.

The root of the sweet stalk can be ground into powder, which is usually cooked and eaten.

The sticks above are eaten directly, and they have a faint sweet taste.

In the chaotic sea where food is scarce, this is the main food that people rely on to survive.

Another street that is as lively as the market is called Mercenary Street.

This is the housing rental area, and the dungeon will issue some collection tasks here.

People from small tribes are hired to hunt some ferocious beasts, and most of them go to some restricted areas to mine.

Xiao Qiang wandered here with the crowd. The crowd was bustling and discussing something together.

"Have you heard? The Snow Mountain Restricted Area is recruiting people again."

“Didn’t we just recruit a group of people some time ago, why are we lacking people again?” someone asked.

"Everyone is dead. Ten crystals will be paid for one life. Three people from our tribe died there."

"So dangerous? The forbidden area seems to be in chaos again."

"A batch of bloody Origin Stones were brought back a few days ago. They were all piled up with human lives. I heard that when they were dug out, a lot of unclean things were brought out."

"Do you know that the Tiandu tribe has been causing trouble recently? Many people have died in Qingshi City."

Xiao Qiang's eyes lit up when he heard the Tiandu tribe, knowing that he had not been reincarnated far away.

This place should still be near the Tiandu tribe, and we can only go home if we can determine the direction.

I don’t know what happened to the tribal alliance, or even how much time has passed.

A well-dressed middle-aged man walked from a distance. He looked very rich. He stood on the high platform and cleared his throat. "The Colosseum is recruiting dead men. Who would be willing to sign up if they crystallize once every ten times?"