Meng Yi and Cen Qiyun didn't go back that day. It was almost noon now. If they went back, they wouldn't have to do anything today.

What's more, there are not only entertainment venues here, but also several restaurants. In Cen Qiyun's words, there are such entertainment areas for the convenience of those with divine grace near the four gates of the outer city.

"Is the food here edible?"

Meng Yi felt uncomfortable all over as he sat in the restaurant. The psychological trauma he suffered in that breakfast shop had not yet dissipated.

"Sure, what's the problem?"

Cen Qiyun flipped through the menu casually, "It's just a bit more expensive."

"I'm having trouble making a decision. You do it." She threw the menu to Meng Yi and said casually, "Let me see that extraordinary weapon."

Meng Yi handed her the shorts around his waist and looked through the menu himself. He had to admit that it was really expensive.

He casually ordered two bowls of fried noodles, and after some consideration, he ordered some freshly grilled mushrooms. All this cost 2,300 yuan, which directly pushed him into the poverty class.

If it weren't for Cen Qiyun's normal look, he really wouldn't be willing to spend the money. A meal of synthetic rations only costs 8 yuan!

It seems that the God-given ones make a lot of money.

The menu was snatched away by a parrot that was flying around in the restaurant.

The shop assistants here are three colorful parrots. They are not strange people, which makes Meng Yi feel very uncomfortable.

Cen Qiyun held the scarlet short sword and fumbled with it for a while before finding out how to use it. With a thought, he waved it lightly, and flames ignited on the sword.

Meng Yi Tuoqi said, "How is this kind of...supernatural weapon made? I heard from the people in the tavern that it is an eighth-level supernatural weapon."

Cen Qiyun waved again, and the flames went out. Her eyes became bright, and she waved her hands back and forth, with flames flickering around her.

"This is the purpose of the Divine Grace going to the wilderness, to obtain all kinds of strange and bizarre materials, besides being able to exchange them for coins with the Defense Department..."

Cen Qiyun pointed at the sword and said, "You can also look for divinely blessed people like craftsmen and mechanics to craft special extraordinary weapons or armor."

"Or find a pharmacist and make various amplification potions. They have many uses..."

"Materials for ritual magic, materials for formations, and some unique items that are useful in themselves..."

She took out the silver revolver and handed it to Meng Yi, saying excitedly:

“This revolver of mine is also a supernatural weapon. Ordinary weapons can hardly cause damage to the Divinely Blessed.

I spent a lot of money buying materials, melting them into steel, and then I made this myself...

Then I went to find a divinely blessed person who was good at drawing formations, carved three small formations, and asked someone to set up a ritual magic, saying... Anyway, there is a blessing."

She went on to emphasize:

"Its special material makes it incredibly powerful. It also has formations that can break evil, increase power, and increase firing rate, as well as... a blessing that improves accuracy."

She made a gun shape with her free hand and said, "Snap! A precise lock!" Then she said in a boastful tone, "Guess how much it's worth?"

Meng Yi held the silver-white revolver in his hand. It had a warm feel, and the entire gun body was engraved with intricate light gold patterns, making it look low-key and luxurious.

Logically speaking, ordinary people in this world had very low wages, so money should be very valuable. However, the spending of the Divinely Graced was a little confusing to him, so he could only guess as high as possible: "One hundred thousand?"

Cen Qiyun shook her head. "More than one million, a hundred thousand, almost all of my wealth."

Cen Qiyun sighed: "This is also the reason why I am so poor. The donation to the Holy Church of Our Lord is only 100,000."

You are poor, yet you take me to such an expensive meal, Meng Yi couldn't help but complain in his heart, and thought that those who were blessed by God were all high-spending, but he just did a mental calculation.

With a gun like this, it can only eat more than 600 meals at lunch. If calculated based on three meals a day, it is only enough for seven or eight months of food expenses.

This is all the wealth of Cen Qiyun in recent years!

Using common sense, she used to be a mechanic. This kind of job should be profitable, right?

I thought it was daily consumption, but it turned out... to be a luxury, including the meal she made herself in the morning, which was also a luxury in a sense!

Do you spend like this just to satisfy your appetite?

Meng Yi couldn't help but raise this question.

Cen Qiyun replied matter-of-factly, "Why save money? Why be so frugal? Who knows when you'll die... Just do whatever makes you feel comfortable!"

"It is said that the bank in Fortress City originally had a loan business, but now..."

She gestured, "No more!" Sui Yu sighed, "The bank can't even collect back the loan for my life."

It’s so fucking reasonable!