Lu Yunxi: ? ?
ha?
"Are you kidding me?" All the raw materials were provided by her, so how come the finished products are not hers!
"Who's kidding you! Woman, you're not worthy of me!" The microphone bent, as if looking up.
Her expression suddenly turned cold, and she said with a forced smile, "I found all the materials for your birth. I know you as my mother. If you don't want to follow me? Fine! Then just pay the money and get out!"
"Pay, pay?!" The microphone was stunned for a moment.
Lu Yunxi took out new materials with an expressionless face and prepared to start the next experiment: "Yes, you think that I can make you, and my materials are free!"
Well, it’s free indeed! But she had also worked hard to find it herself!
"The price is fifty thousand taels. After you pay me back, you can go wherever you want!" she said casually.
However, the microphone suddenly trembled: "Fifty thousand taels?! Hiss! My worth is indeed extraordinary... Just wait, I'm going to make money now!"
As he spoke, the microphone disappeared in a flash.
Lu Yunxi didn't care about it and devoted himself to the research of the artifact.
*
In the flower continent, in a corner of a city.
The members of the interstellar exploration team leaned silently against the wall, with numb expressions, tattered clothes, faces covered in black and gray, and looked exhausted.
[Oh my god! I just took a nap, and when I woke up, the whole world had changed! Wasn't the anchor fine before? He even said he was going to find someone to become his disciple, so how did he suddenly become a beggar?]
[I know the answer to this question! Last night, the anchors met a "kind" woman who said she could take them to participate in the sect assessment! It turned out that the woman was a scammer and took all their money!]
[Strange! Is Streamer #3 not here? How could someone as vigilant as him get tricked?]
They were exploring separately. Number 3 had just gotten some news, so they didn't return so quickly. They had the people around them send the money back! Alas! If they hadn't sent the money back, they wouldn't be completely broke now!
[No. 3 received news that there are no sects that teach immortal arts on the Flower Continent! The sects here all teach martial arts, similar to the fighting techniques in our StarCraft!]
[With this ancient standard! Their martial arts must be pretty bad. Who doesn't know combat techniques? If you join a sect in the Flower Continent, you can't quit!]
The discussion in the barrage became more and more lively, and even the experts were having a headache.
Fortunately, No. 3 quickly cheered up: "Everyone calm down, now that things have come to this, we can only find new ways to make money."
No one raised their heads.
Someone said indifferently, "How do we make money? Many jobs only require locals from the Flower Continent. Even though we have Flower Continent IDs, they knew we weren't locals the moment we spoke... How did they find out?"
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