"Money?" Qiao Sang asked doubtfully.
The woman smiled and said, "Yes, money. Every player who wins the game gets money."
"How much?" Qiao Sang asked casually.
She is now in the richest period of her life and does not take unsustainable money too seriously.
"500 Alliance Coins per game." The woman smiled and said, "But with the dividends from the gambling pool, you can get 130,000 Alliance Coins."
Qiao Sang was stunned for a moment, and for a moment he suspected that he had heard it wrong: "How much?"
Just beat an E-level beastmaster and two intermediate pets, and directly earned the money of a fire-fang dog that was once on the market?
And there's still some left? ! "130,000 Alliance Coins." The woman knew what the girl in front of her was surprised about, and explained, "This is your first time on the field today, and everyone doesn't know much about your strength, so they all bet on Mr. Cash, so the dividends this time will be higher."
I see. What it means is that now is the rookie period, and I can play dumb and eat the tiger, but after a few more games, there won’t be so much dividends... Qiao Sang was silent for two seconds, and said: "I think I can go up again and play a few more games..."
The woman said in an apologetic tone: "I'm afraid there will be no chance today. Each contestant here can only go up once a day."
Qiao Sang looked melancholy, as if she saw a pile of money leaving her.
The woman changed the subject and continued, "If Miss Qiao Sang is interested in the ring match, you can come back tomorrow."
I want to come too, but I have classes tomorrow, homework to do, and preparation for the college entrance exam... Qiao Sang looked even more melancholy.
The child in front of her was obviously still a student. Tomorrow was Monday, so she probably felt that she didn't have time... The woman saw the expression of the girl in front of her, hesitated for a moment, and said, "If Miss Qiao Sang wants to come, I can arrange a special lounge for you. You can do your homework in the lounge. I promise that no one will disturb you."
Qiao Sang was somewhat tempted, not only because of the money, but also because of the points.
She had a thorough understanding of the curriculum at Sainan High School. There were not many practical classes. If Yabao and the others stayed in school all the time, they would not be able to gain any points in the few months of this semester... Thinking of this, Qiao Sang asked:
"What time does the ring match end in the evening?"
The woman smiled when she heard this, knowing that the girl in front of her would most likely come again.
She took out a business card from her pocket and said, "We are open 24 hours a day. You can contact me directly when you come. This is my business card."
After Qiao Sang finished the formalities and collected the money and left, a staff member came forward and asked, "Sister Feng, do you think she is good?"
The woman laughed and said, "Without any props or spiritual patterns, she defeated two intermediate pets in a row with a small steel falcon. How many people have you seen who can do this? And she is a D-level beastmaster, and her real trump card pet has not been sent out yet. Believe me, she is definitely a cash cow."
…
11th floor, rest area.
Qiao Sang applied strengthening oil to the little steel falcon.
The little steel falcon cooperated obediently without moving.
"Do you feel anything?" Qiao Sang asked while wiping it.
"Steel."
The little steel falcon felt it carefully and cried out, indicating that it didn't feel anything, but it did smell a bit.
"Ya Ya!"
Yabao nodded vigorously, feeling the same way, three meters away.
It does have a bit of smell... but that shouldn't be the case. Didn't they say that the effect is obvious every time it is applied... Could it be that he was lying to her... Qiao Sang took the tissue that had been prepared long ago and wiped his hands. He was about to take out his cell phone to contact the breeder named Monier.
At this moment, the little steel falcon's body stiffened.
Qiao Sang noticed the stiffness of the little steel falcon, stopped his movements, and asked:
"Feeling it?"
“Steel…”
The little steel falcon showed a patient expression and nodded.
"How does it feel?" Qiao Sang asked again.
“Steel…”
The little steel falcon described it and felt a little itchy.
At this time, little Xunbao appeared, and curiously picked up the little body-strengthening oil left in the bottle and poured it on himself.
Five seconds later.
“Xunxun!”
“Xunxun!”
Little Xunbao was rolling on the ground, screaming.
It's so itchy!
Qiao Sang looked at the empty bottle next to him and realized that Xiao Xunbao had used the strengthening oil.
Such curiosity is unparalleled... Qiao Sang looked at Xiao Xunbao with a complicated expression.
Five minutes later.
“Xunxun…”
Little Xunbao wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead and showed an expression of surviving a disaster.
"Steel."
The little steel falcon looked at it and chirped, indicating that it was itchy.
“Xunxun!”
“Xunxun!”
Little Xunbao instantly became excited.
Is that itchy? That's very itchy! Little Steel Falcon: "..."
…
In the afternoon, Qiao Sang went to a jewelry store.
When the clerk heard that she wanted to customize diamond gloves for Xiao Xunbao, the look in his eyes was as if he was looking at some strange human being.
"No customization?" Qiao Sang asked when he saw the clerk remained silent for a long time.
"Yes! Of course!" the clerk controlled his expression and said quickly.
She looked back and forth between Yabao, Xiaoxunbao and Xiaogangfalcon, and finally her eyes fixed on Yabao.
Then, the clerk took out a tape measure and started to measure Yabao.
"Tooth?"
Yabao looked puzzled.
"What are you doing?" Qiao Sang asked as he took a step back holding Yabao.
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The clerk was stunned for a moment: "Measure the size of Xiao Xunbao."
“Xunxun…”
The little treasure hunt floated quietly in front of the clerk. It was the little treasure hunt...
After Qiao Sang's explanation, the clerk was stunned for a long time.
If she guessed correctly, this pet should be a ghost-type pet.
So, this is to customize diamond gloves for a ghost-type pet? Qiao Sang didn't know that his actions at this time had confused others for most of their lives.
After finding out that the gloves would be completed in a week, Qiao Sang left the address of Senan High School and his own phone number and walked out of the store to search for the location of the mineral market.
…
As the sun sets, a taxi pulls up to a crystalline building.
The ore market is here.
Because the location was a bit remote, Qiao Sang didn't let Yabao follow the navigation, but directly called a taxi.
After paying the money, Qiao Sang got out of the car and walked inside.
"Just tell me what kind of ore you like." Qiao Sang said generously.
"Steel."
The little steel falcon nodded, it understood.
Qiao Sang walked into the entrance and looked around. He saw that most of the stalls on the first floor were arranged in an orderly manner, and the upstairs looked like stores.
There weren't many people walking around, just a few scattered around.
Qiao Sang strolled leisurely.
Suddenly, the little steel falcon stopped in front of a stall.
"What do you like?" Qiao Sang smiled and lowered his head.
"All the diamonds here are natural." The stall owner saw someone coming and quickly introduced them: "The grains are large, with few impurities. They are absolutely top-quality. They can be polished into diamonds for storage."
The girl in front of him was obviously a beastmaster. Diamonds were extremely expensive to ordinary people, but to a beastmaster, they were probably even less expensive than a bottle of potion.
"Steel."
The little steel falcon pointed at the diamonds on the stall with its wings.
This seems to be good.
Qiao Sang looked at the blinding diamonds on the ground and was silent for two seconds: "I remember you bought the ore to eat it?"
"Steel."
The little steel falcon nodded.
"Do you still need to eat it every day?" Qiao Sang took a deep breath and continued to ask.
"Steel."
The little steel falcon nodded again.
Qiao Sang: “…”
Eating diamonds? Every day? Only a fool can afford it!
"Steel."
The little steel falcon took a look at the expression of his beastmaster, then realized something and pointed forward with his wings, indicating that he should not buy anything yet but should go shopping later.
Qiao Sang did not leave, but hesitated for a moment and asked, "Boss, can I use a credit card?"
The stall owner's eyes lit up: "Of course!"
Qiao Sang took out the black gold card.
"Steel."
Little Steel Falcon was stunned, as if he didn't expect Qiao Sang to really buy it.
For the sake of the future, Qiao Sang said earnestly: "Don't get addicted to it. It's better to eat ore in different ways."
"Steel."
When the little steel falcon heard this, he smiled secretly and nodded.
(End of this chapter)