Cross the collapsing iron and rebuild Yaliluo

Xia Zhihui’s text message:

[How about this suit? ]

[Maid outfit.JPG]

Xier’s text message:

[? ]

[The bloody sickle.JPG]

Xia Zhihui’s text message:

[What about this style? ]

[A white wool sweater with a stand-up collar.JPG]

Xier’s text message:

[It looks good, I want one. ]

Xia Zhihui’s text message:

[Um. ]

[I will bring you one back. I plan to buy some clothes from the warehouse. Di Mengxing's women's clothing design has been iterated for many years, and there are various styles. ]

Xier’s text message:

[Well, the heating range of Tianxing Mud Brick has increased, and even the snow in other towns has begun to melt. ]

[If you want to introduce some clothing, consider spring and autumn clothing. ]

[I don’t know about the upper-level area, but there is definitely a sales market in the lower-level area. ]

[After all, it has been cold for so many years, so everyone wears thick clothes. ]

Xia Zhihui’s text message:

[Um? ]

[You are not Xier, who are you? ]

[My Xi'er can't be so smart! ]

Xier’s text message:

[? ]

[The bloody sickle.JPG]

Natasha text message:

[It's me. She's taking a day off today and comes to the clinic for a visit. ]

Xi'er's sickle expression had already begun to fill the screen. Xia Zhihui decisively turned a blind eye and began to act like an ostrich.

After taking pictures of some of Dimon's clothes and sending them back, Natasha quickly selected styles and even chose school uniforms for the students.

Under the eager gaze of the witch boss, Xia Zhihui spent the credits in his pocket like running water.

Instead, there were hundreds of styles of clothing in his system backpack.

But after all, it was with the help of the Witches' Association that the price was close to the cost. After all, this industrialized clothing is not only of good quality, but also the price is much lower than Belloberg's.

When the witch boss sent him out, Kandor had been waiting for him for a long time.

"How about it?"

“Very satisfied, bought a lot.”

"Then you are going back next?"

"That's about right. I plan to go to Luofu first and return the star to the sky before going back."

"Well, bye bye then. Come back and play when you have time."

"Okay, I wish you a happy study under old Professor Cornelia."

"Then you'd better get out of here!"

"Hahahahaha..."

Xia Zhihui smiled and teleported away.

This is the fourth day after the four star gods disappeared.

It has to be said that in the presence of a Star God, Dimeng Star's work efficiency is very high.

On the first day, the peace negotiations between the underground witch and the four-attribute witch started in the morning and ended that afternoon.

In fact, the underground witch has rarely shown up for so long. Even if she is discovered, most of the time she just entrusts the incinerator to help delete her memory.

Only when the incinerator disappears and they have no choice but to do so, they will keep it secret and kill them.

After the negotiation ended, old Professor Cornelia took the underground witch's priest and Kandor back to the academy, and began the historical verification without resting for a moment.

She just wants to connect all the history on the ground and the history underground within a dozen years.

Faced with such a simple request from a great intellectual witch, both the Witch Association and the underground witch were naturally satisfied.

The next day, both parties began area planning and internal cleaning.

The Witches Association arranged temporary residences for the underground witches from inside and outside Ya'an City, and also planned the subsequent construction scope and special economic area for them.

The underground witch also readily agreed, and at the same time made a request, hoping to continue to maintain the underground temple settlement.

After the two parties discussed the residential, commercial and other areas, the internal liquidation began.

The Witches' Guild hoped to find internal candidates who had provided support to the underground witches, but found that there were too many, including the leader of the Witches' Guild.

At that time, there were many witches who only had Xia Zhihui's ridiculing words in their hearts.

It’s hard to guard against domestic thieves!

As a result, the original plan to find people to provide assistance to the underground witches was shelved, and instead turned into an internal corruption liquidation.

The underground witch began to count how many witches had had human lives on their hands before.

If you are willing to surrender, that is naturally the best, but if you do not want to surrender, then stay in the temple and never come out for the rest of your life.

On the third day, Xia Zhihui remembered his previous plan and found the Witch Association for help.

Although Dimeng Star is still in the process of discussing whether to reopen interstellar trade, Xia Zhihui's request is different for them.

You know, the beautiful Star God Xia Chanjuan who is now staying on Dimeng Star has his surname!

Xia Chanjuan made it clear that she would stay on Planet Dimeng and wait for decades to become a true Star God before announcing it to other forces in the universe.

Therefore, most of the high-level witches in Dimeng Star still hold a conservative attitude and feel that they can maintain the previous policy in the past few years and fully open it up in the future.

But even so, they readily agreed to Xia Zhihui's purchase request.

Xia Zhihui counted the credits in his pocket and even became bolder and ordered two industrial assembly lines.

That night, Xia Zhihui's system backpack contained a lot of things.

Then, any unfinished purchases will be left until the fourth day.

In order to escape Cornelia's crazy teachings, Kanduo decisively accepted the task of sweeping goods with Xia Zhihui, and began to work as a tour guide for Xia Zhihui in Ya'an City.

The last time he came, Xia Zhihui was still wrapped in a scarf and a girdle. He went directly to Milna's house and didn't know anything on the way.

But this time it was different. Under the leadership of Kanduo, he visited many places generously, and Sangbo followed, eating, drinking and having fun along the way.

On the way, Xia Zhihui paid rare attention to Sang Bo.

"I'll teleport away later, what should you do if you stay here?"

"Me? My friend should be on the way here."

"Okay, wait a minute, leave me a snack!"

Now, Kandor and Sambo looked at the clearing where Xia Zhihui disappeared.

Kandor was the first to break the silence.

"No matter how many times I watch it, I still think he is so awesome."

"Indeed, even though I know several envoys, they don't have a way to directly travel between different worlds."

"Then do you want to go shopping again or go back?"

"Go back, I just wanted to ask where my friend is."

Ok?

Kandor looked at Sambo curiously.

"Can you contact a friend?"

Sambo took out a mask from somewhere and pinned it on his waist. The smile on the mask was mysterious and mysterious, as if it symbolized absurd things.

"I don't even need a cell phone to contact my friends."

"After all, the signals of mobile phone text messages will be intercepted and tampered with."

"So my friends and I usually video chat, and we only need a screen."

“Like the TV in the guest house bedroom.”