However, something made based solely on those fragmentary descriptions is naturally inferior to the table and chair making knowledge that Su Yuan professionally imparted to the beast girls of the Starry Sky Tribe.
The table and chair wobbled from time to time, and the four corners at the bottom were not level at all. Although the difference was not significant, you could see the white fox wiggling the chair on its rear end every time.
What is this?
The two women frowned. They recognized many of the items that had been brought over earlier. As shamans of the Tearful Fox tribe, who were responsible for protecting other divinely gifted tribes during trade, they had a wealth of knowledge.
"Phantom God Box!"
Su Yuan came up with a particularly sophisticated name, and the two of them were still a little confused. He slowly took it and explained, "This thing can randomly generate a phantom image of something."
Even after studying it for so long, he still doesn't understand the projection principle of this thing. In any case, he has never seen a repeated phantom appear more than a few times.
"Generate a ghost image?"
"Shall I demonstrate? Don't panic if you see any monsters or other things later."
No amount of explanation can compare to a demonstration. Su Yuan activated the Illusionary Prism Box, and in an instant, a stone appeared before everyone.
"......"
The group exchanged glances. The shaman coughed and said hesitantly, "Although you are Xiao Qinglei's friends, this thing... is unlikely to become an item for the Tear Fox leader's auction."
"This is randomly changing, please wait for me to restart it again."
Unfortunately, he ended up with a broken rock by random today. Su Yuan immediately restarted the game, and this time it was indeed not a rock.
Instead, it was a flower, which was now blooming on the head of the white fox.
"......"
"Wait me a moment."
Su Yuan's face darkened. If he failed again this time, he would just send this thing back to the system's recycling bin. He would rather exchange it for other items to be auctioned off.
Finally, for the third time, a white tiger covered in ice spikes appeared before everyone. Its downward-pointing fangs were the color of ice crystals, and its tiger eyes stared at everyone with a sense of oppression.
"Watch out, leader!"
"Oh no! You all step back, let me handle this little tiger!"
"Wait a minute, this is just a phantom!"
Seeing the panicked expressions on the three people's faces, Su Yuan hurriedly explained. Tear Fox was stunned for a moment, and the novel beside her lost its appeal. Full of curiosity, she stepped forward, her arm wrapped in an orange flame.
The tiger roared at them, but didn't react at all when it saw the tearful fox approaching, until her arm passed through the tiger's body.
"Amazing! How about I trade this to you?!"
Tear Fox's eyes lit up with surprise, eager to get her hands on the magical little box—now called the Phantom God Box.
"Uh... this is for auction, but..."
Actually, whether there's an auction or not doesn't really matter. He's just curious and came to take a look. He'll exchange anything he finds for something good. As for auctioning things off...?
In the era of bartering, even currency did not exist. Auctions could at most yield some salt or food, as these were considered necessities for each tribe.
He wasn't someone who particularly lacked these things, so as long as he could get into the auction to visit, he didn't care about anything else.
"Yes, these are auction items. I can't be the villain who steals other people's auction items!"
"???"
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