There was still time before the one-month deadline, so Mo Shuwan wasn't in a hurry. However, just as she was about to leave the trading forum, she saw a familiar nickname.
Smiley face: My little cutie!!! I can afford anything you want. Since we're friends, sell it to me!
Thinking that only this person named "Smiling Face" had commented on her previous post, Mo Shuwan couldn't help but reply to the message.
Hope: Are you sure you can afford it?
Smiley face: Of course!!!
Hope: Good.
Mo Shuwan immediately changed the trading mode, selecting that only one person could trade with her. When the other people saw that the item had been designated, they immediately left the post with a loss of interest.
Smiley face: My little cutie, you really are my friend. Love you, sending you hearts. Give me half an hour!
On the other side, the young man who had also left the thread hurriedly returned to his seat with the list he had just copied down, ready to redeem what he could first.
"She really sold it to you?"
Qing snorted, "Of course, we can be friends. If she doesn't sell to me, who else would she sell to?"
"...That's fucking amazing."
Some people didn't believe it and took out their phones to open the trading thread that Mo Shuwan had created. They found that they were only allowed to trade with smiley faces. They scrolled down to look at the records and found that several offers were higher than smiley faces, but the other party still chose smiley faces.
"I'm impressed, you can even do that."
"Tsk tsk tsk, envious of my popularity, aren't you?" After saying that, the young man put all the redeemed items into a compressed file. He crossed out the redeemed items from the paper. "Captain, I remember you had a Dark Summoning Card?"
"I used it."
"Who are you kidding? Hurry up and provide it, I..." The young man chuckled twice, grabbing the card that was thrown at him. "Thanks!"
The items Mo Shuwan needed weren't difficult for the young man to collect. A few that were harder to obtain could be gathered by asking his teammates for help. After confirming that all the items needed for the trade had been collected, he opened the forum and clicked the trade button. The next moment, the compressed file he had placed on his lap disappeared, and a blue box appeared in his hand.
At the same moment, Mo Shuwan also received a package. She couldn't wait to open the compressed package, peek inside, and then ran to the bathroom. Wen Zuo was still pitifully soaking in the bathtub. When he saw her come in, he loosened his clenched teeth and said breathlessly, "Don't come any closer, it smells awful."
"Don't worry, I smell just as bad when I take a bath." As she said this, Mo Shuwan had already walked to the bathtub. The water in the bathtub had turned almost black, and it was all the filth expelled from her body. But unfortunately, the zombie virus was still lurking inside her body.
"I just sold one of the fruits near the middle of the second volume."
As she spoke, she took everything out and found that the fruits and other items were all neatly packed in boxes. "I took three copies of the ones at the end of Volume One that don't require a year."
Three portions?
"Well, Chen Jiaxu probably won't need it. Go back later and exchange for everything you're missing. That should take care of everything needed for the first volume on improving physical constitution." After picking out everything Wen Zuo needed and putting it back into the compressed file, Mo Shuwan turned to look at Wen Zuo, who was sitting up from the bathtub.
"Tsk tsk tsk."
Wen Zuo looked helpless. "Aren't you feeling unwell?"
"It's painful, but we still have to watch it."
When Wen Zuo saw her gaze sweep over his abdomen, he silently looked down at the black grime accumulated on his body, reached out and touched it, his hand covered in black mud.
"Sigh, my abs have all disappeared." Mo Shuwan sighed as she stood up and walked towards the door.
"...it just blocked it."
Mo Shuwan stayed outside for about half an hour before Wen Zuo came out looking refreshed. Whether it was intentional or not, he wasn't wearing a shirt, and he even deliberately circled around in front of Mo Shuwan, who was sitting on the bed, twice. "I'm going back."
Mo Shuwan clicked her tongue and reached out to touch Wen Zuo's abs. "Yeah, I'm planning to go back in a few days. Don't forget."
Wen Zuo casually grabbed Mo Shuwan's hand and squeezed it. "No."
Since Mo Shuwan had exchanged all the remaining medicinal herbs and needed to use the bathtub herself, Wen Zuo went back first. With the competition getting closer, they had to seize the time to enhance their strength. Moreover, now that they had the opportunity, they were eager to see what kind of changes would occur to them after completing the first volume.
During this time, Mo Shuwan handed over the materials that Liu Dongcheng had exchanged, and Chen Jiaxu finally made a decision; he ultimately decided to use the Water Conveying Secret Manual.
As for Yun Chen, this super big shot, Mo Shuwan didn't need to worry about him much. So after asking him and confirming that he had made his own choice, she stopped paying attention to him and focused more on the two little dinosaurs.
With only ten days left until the competition, everyone left the bus together. Even the two little dinosaurs were allowed to appear in Mo Shuwan's world due to the special circumstances. However, to outsiders, the two little dinosaurs were just plush toys.
Yun Chen followed Mo Shuwan and Wen Zuo, and as soon as he got off the bus, he looked puzzled and said, "Mother, this is not our home."
"Now it is. Here you are just an ordinary person, understand?"
Yun Chen looked at Mo Shuwan, remained silent for a moment, and then asked, "What kind of person is an ordinary person?"
"mortal."
Yun Chen nodded, understanding.
Mo Shuwan looked at Wen Zuo with a wry smile, "Impressive."
Besides calling home, their main purpose in coming out this time was to check on the forums to see how the new passengers were doing. They themselves were passengers on the new bus, and even the first one. So the other new bus passengers could only have gone through six or five mission worlds at most. Now, they were inexplicably being asked to participate in some kind of time-space bus selection competition, and they were probably in a state of panic and anxiety.
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