Chapter 431 Orc Market Survival Guide (2)
The short and fat man's expression froze in an instant, and the fat on his face trembled, as if all his strength had been drained away. He sighed helplessly, dragged his heavy steps and silently left the team, standing aside like an abandoned lonely figure.
The blue admission ticket in his hand, which was glowing with a faint light, was like a cold judgment at this moment, which meant that he could only watch helplessly but could not participate in this transaction that concerned his fate. He didn't know whether this trip to the market was a blessing or a curse.
At the moment when the short and fat man got the admission ticket, a shrill scream suddenly came from Brother Li and his younger brother who had been pushing and arguing with each other. The sound was like a sharp blade cutting through the night sky, sharp and terrifying.
When everyone heard the sound and looked over, their pupils suddenly contracted sharply.
The younger brother's body seemed to be torn apart by an invisible giant hand from hell. His skin cracked and peeled off at a speed visible to the naked eye. With a "sizzling" sound, his muscles and internal organs surged out, like crushed meat paste, "crackling" and splashing on the ground. Thick blood splattered everywhere, and the broken meat even splashed on Brother Li's face and body, forming "blood flowers" on his face.
Brother Li stood there in a daze, his whole body shaking violently and uncontrollably. His face was covered with a liquid that was hard to tell whether it was blood or tears, mixed with minced meat, making him look extremely hideous.
The players around just watched this scene indifferently, as if they were already accustomed to such scenes. Some of them even had a faint, creepy smile on their lips.
A full minute passed before Brother Li seemed to come back to his senses from a nightmare and let out a mournful cry like an animal's roar: "Gangzi——"
The despair and pain in that voice echoed in the air, but did not bring any comfort to the people around.
Everyone remained indifferent, as if Brother Li's pain was just the background noise they were accustomed to, and no one paid any attention to him anymore.
Xia Yueke looked at Brother Li and felt a pang of pain in her heart. She felt as if an invisible hand was gripping her heart. She simply looked away and looked at the cardboard box in front of her. Her heart was in turmoil and the tension surged again like a tide.
Her hands trembled uncontrollably as she slowly reached into the cardboard box.
Unexpectedly, what I touched was not a bunch of admission tickets, but a pile of strange-feeling debris, cold, rough and sticky.
She fumbled around in there for a long time, each second seemed to stretch infinitely, until she finally found a piece of paper that looked like an admission ticket.
Xia Yueke originally wanted to choose carefully, but now she was thankful to have found one.
She took it out tremblingly, muttering to herself, "Red ticket! Red ticket! It has to be a red ticket!"
Xia Yueke closed and opened her eyes, facing the reality. When she saw the bright red, she breathed a sigh of relief. Only then did she realize that the clothes on her back had been soaked with cold sweat and were sticking tightly to her back, making her feel cold.
Bai Jinglan looked at Xia Yueke, who looked like he was facing a formidable enemy. A trace of undisguised contempt appeared on his face. He snorted coldly and said mockingly:
"Look at you, you're shaking like a sieve. Last time you were acting like a hero, I thought you were so capable, but you're just a paper tiger, and now you're scared. I think you should just call yourself 'Xia Dadan'. This 'dadan' is not the same as 'dadan'. It's the 'da' of 'dare' and the 'dare' of 'coward'. It's really embarrassing."
Xia Yueke made way, her face flushed red, and she was so angry that she couldn't even speak clearly: "Bai, brother!"
Bai Jinglan then laughed and stopped teasing her. He reached into the box and took out an admission ticket. Not surprisingly, Bai Jinglan was lucky; it was a red ticket.
Xia Yuke was really relieved. She was really afraid that Bai Jinglan would take the blue or black one, and then she would be alone in the market again. The feeling of being isolated and helpless was enough to make her scalp tingle just thinking about it.
Both of them got the red admission tickets, so they had no intention of staying there and looking at the people behind them, and went straight to the market.
As soon as he entered the market, Xia Yueke felt that there were countless pairs of eyes staring at him from all directions. The vendors setting up stalls had sinister eyes, and the orcs buying things had ferocious faces. Their gazes were like sharp thorns, or like cold snakes crawling on his body.
If she made any inappropriate move, it seemed as if these people would pounce on her with bared fangs and claws and tear her to pieces in the next second.
Xia Yueke looked at her nose and her heart, not daring to look up.
Bai Jinglan strode forward, not afraid at all. "Let's go. I think the market here should allow us to find the exit smoothly without breaking the rules."
Xia Yueke put her hands in her pockets, nodded, and was about to say something when she suddenly felt something was wrong. She felt around carefully and her eyes widened. She remembered that her pockets were clearly empty, but when she touched it, there was something inside!
Xia Yuke grabbed something from his pocket, it was banknotes!
There are five in total, one for five yuan, one for ten yuan, one for twenty yuan, one for fifty yuan, and one for one hundred yuan.
There are five more rules.
1. Counterfeit Currency Risk: Counterfeit currency exists in the market. If discovered using counterfeit currency in a transaction, you will be attacked by the stall owner and pursued by the market guards. If caught, all your coins will be confiscated and you will be expelled from the market and barred from re-entry for a period of time. The authenticity of the coins in your hand is unknown, so please be careful to identify them before each use.
2. Money-saving Bottom Line: Do not spend all your coins. If you run out of money, the vendor will assume you're broke and be extremely displeased. They will immediately expel you from the market, and your next entry will start with a significantly reduced amount of coins.
3. Change Taboos: Stall owners do not provide change, and the payment must be consistent with the price of the product. If the payment is greater than the price of the product, the excess will be confiscated, and the stall owner may be dissatisfied with you, reducing the likelihood of giving you a discount in subsequent transactions.
4. Coin contamination: Keep your coins clean. If a coin is damaged, graffitied, or otherwise contaminated, vendors will refuse to accept it. In serious cases, this may be considered disrespectful to the market and may result in temporary movement restrictions.
[5. Number of transactions: Each person can only use currency to trade more than 5 times a day. After exceeding this limit, currency transactions will no longer be possible on that day and can only be exchanged with items.]
New rules appeared. Xia Yueke was startled and began to read them carefully. The first rule said that there might be counterfeit money. So, were all the money in her hand real?
Xia Yueke spread the five banknotes one by one in her palm, her fingers trembling slightly. When her eyes swept over the twenty-yuan note, her originally calm expression froze for a moment.
The paper of the note was strangely pale, as if drained of life. A closer look revealed the printing to be eerily blurred, the features of the figure distorted, and the corners of the mouth strangely raised, as if in a silent mockery.
When her eyes fell on the fifty-yuan note, a chill ran from the soles of her feet to her head.
This is not a normal banknote, it is clearly a ghost money!
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