If there are any persistent things I have done in Jiansan, there are probably only two things-one is excitedly licking the past school uniform, and the other is selling books.The content of the sale remained the same: three sets of unbound achievement books, and some scattered miscellaneous collections.

It was an ordinary afternoon.While drinking water, I glanced at the work that had been discharged from the screen, but I still didn’t move. A kind of calmness in the face of danger rose to my heart, I switched back to the game interface, and played a small advertisement slowly.

After a while, a scarlet bubble popped up on the head of Taoist Pojun on the screen: "Selling out-of-print achievement sets, 500 sets, a total of three sets of 1500, support mail~"

As a poor third-generation PVP, I can't make ends meet every day, and the gold coins in my bag don't exceed four figures all the year round. This book money can be said to be the only income.Thinking that the battle-level jewelry will be updated soon, I diligently made up one immediately after the end of the world CD.

Looking at the bustling World Channel and the still blank secret chat box, I sighed: It's really depressed... Could it be that I can't continue my business?

Just at this moment, a crisp secret chat sounded.I quickly looked down.

[Feng Nuoerman] said quietly: Come three sets.

I stared blankly at the ID for a long time, wondering what the customer was thinking when God named it. At first glance, I thought it was a script chat in the studio, but at least it was opened.I rubbed my hands together and turned back eagerly.

You quietly said to [Von Noerman]: Okay, can I pay for postage?

The other party did not reply.

I thought that the other party might have checked the map and didn't see it. After waiting for a while, I sent it again, but still didn't get a reply.I was surprised, after all, if I didn't plan to buy it, I wouldn't say hello.

Normally, I wouldn't do this business, but now that I need to use gold coins, it's better to assume that he wants to come, and if he doesn't want it, just return it.

You quietly said to [Von Nuo Erman]: Then I sent it?

silence.

I sighed helplessly, stuffed the three sets of books into three emails respectively, input "500" in the amount column with ease, entered the ID and pressed "send" in one go.In order to facilitate contact, I finally right-clicked his ID and selected as a friend——

"The player does not exist".

……

How could it not exist?

I stared blankly at the row of little red letters until they disappeared, and added it again in disbelief.

"The player does not exist".

But... he was still chatting with me in secret just now?Could it be that Weiwei is eating barbecue in the computer room again?Suspiciously, I typed the ID once in the friend search bar and added it.

The moment the blank space fell, the female voice of the system rang briskly: "This character name does not exist, maybe I remembered it wrong."

This sentence is the voice library of the system, not a cold artificial voice, but it makes me feel even colder when I hear it now.I actually heard laughter in the slightly cadenced tone.

Before I had time to think about it, a sound that sounded like a mechanical sound came one after another——

"Open the door and the blood is red, but the corpse is not here after opening the coffin"

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