"600 crystal coins is too much. I only brought 200 crystal coins with me this time. You don't expect me to buy this card and then sleep on the streets, do you?"
Li Beibei continued to appeal to Xin Sui's emotions.
Xin Sui: "You don't have to buy it."
He then started to put the cards away.
Li Beibei quickly grabbed her hand, "Okay, 600 it is. Wait a moment, I'll be right back."
She went to borrow money from her fiancé, H.R.
If there were no chance to get the card, that would be fine, but now that the card is right in front of us, it would be such a waste to give up!
She might miss out on a chance to get rich quick because of this!
Xin Sui shook her head and asked the siblings, "I'm planning to go shopping, what about you?"
"Do you want to keep grilling meat and making money, or come with me?"
Shui Qingqing: "Sister Lili, I want to continue grilling meat."
She didn't find grilling meat tiring at all; on the contrary, she thoroughly enjoyed the process of turning ingredients into delicious food.
Not to mention, they can also make money by selling barbecue.
She doesn't want to waste a single moment now and is full of energy.
Shui Duoduo: "I'm also planning to go for a walk, but I won't go with you."
Xin Sui smiled knowingly.
Is Shui Duoduo trying to use her past life's experience to find a bargain?
If she remembered correctly, in the novel, Shui Duoduo bought an egg of an eighth-tier alien beast at a food festival competition.
Later, a small beast hatched from the egg and accompanied the male protagonist, Shui Duoduo, as he grew up, becoming one of his strongest allies and helping him escape danger several times.
It has to be said that Shui Duoduo, the author's favorite son, is treated very well, with all sorts of opportunities and treasures lined up to be sent to him.
Unlike her, who was just cannon fodder, everything she has now was bought with her life.
Xin Sui handed the card to Shui Qingqing: "When Li Beibei arrives later, sell this to her. I'm leaving now. Contact Jingka if you need anything."
Shui Qingqing nodded: "Okay, Sister Lily."
The first floor of the Drum Tower is like a huge market, bringing together ingredients from all over the country.
Besides participating in the competition, the stall owners also hoped to sell their goods at a good price, so naturally they wouldn't just prepare one type of ingredients.
Usually, the best one is used for the competition, and the rest are used to make money.
Xin Sui strolled through each stall, buying whatever caught his eye to try.
After walking around for about half an hour, she suddenly smelled an extremely strong stench.
It's practically a biological weapon.
She quickly covered her nose, but the stench still seeped in everywhere.
What smells so bad? It's suffocating.
Xin Sui fled at top speed.
When she could finally smell the stench, she took a few deep breaths and looked down at the leopard in her breast pocket.
The little guy was still asleep and wasn't woken up by the smell.
She found it amusing and gently pinched its ears.
"System, what's that smelly thing?"
Surströmming, stinky tofu, and snail rice noodles all pale in comparison to that.
[Mutant durian.]
Durian? No wonder.
"Mutant durians should only smell bad, but taste good, right?"
[This system hasn't tried this before, so I don't know.]
As a durian lover, Xin Sui couldn't help but imagine a series of desserts such as durian pastries, durian mille-feuille cakes, and durian ice cream.
Saliva started to flow.
She hesitated for a long time, but in the end she couldn't resist the temptation of durian flesh and decided to go and take a look.
After putting on a mask and spraying perfume on it several times, Xin Sui bravely went to her death.
The already pungent smell became even stranger after being mixed with perfume.
Xin Sui felt nauseous.
I wanted to give up several times along the way, but since I was already here, I couldn't give up without seeing her one last time.
I probably won't be able to sleep at night.
Finally, Xin Sui arrived at the source of the stench—the stall displaying durians.
Those durians were indeed a mutated variety from the post-apocalyptic era; they were as big as a small car, and one of them completely filled the 2*2 meter stall.
The thorns on its body are also very sharp.
If it's this kind of durian, once you kneel down on it, you probably won't be able to get up.
But the pulp inside must be fuller and more plentiful, right?
I estimate that one room would be enough to feed her until she's stuffed.
Imagining the taste of the fruit pulp in my mind, the stench seemed to fade.
Or perhaps it's a case of "being so familiar with the smell that you no longer notice it"? Has she already become assimilated by the stench?
The area around the durian stall was almost a vacuum; there were hardly any people, and the stalls were all empty.
Clearly, no one wants to stay here and suffer continuous attacks from biological weapons.
Even the few remaining stall owners all stuffed their noses, looking like they were constipated.
Xin Sui's appearance surprised these people.
It's not easy, finally someone has arrived.
However, when they discovered that Xin Sui's target was that stinky stall, they all went silent.
This woman may have an olfactory dysfunction.
Others would avoid her like the plague, but she actually went up to her. She must be out of her mind or have something wrong with her nose.
Xin Sui arrived at the durian stall under the watchful eyes of the few remaining stall owners.
The stall owner held a half-meter-long durian thorn, scratching it on the ground, his chin resting on his knees, exuding an air of dejection.
The two cat ears on its head were drooping.
Wait, cat ears?
"System, is this the berserker from the novel?"
[That's right.]
The term "berserker" refers to those who survived after swallowing crystal cores but underwent mutations.
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