Chapter 95

The air was filled with a faint sense of loss, perhaps because I had a great fantasy about this egg. After all, tofu milk and living alone had been discovered long ago.

The longer you wait, the greater your disappointment.

Bai Song had no sense of loss, because he knew from the beginning that there were no pets in the egg, only a key.

"What do you say now?" the tofu milk put away its disappointment, and then took the key from the hand of surviving alone: "leading to the next layer?"

Bai Song looked at Bai Song to survive alone. He also looked at Bai Song to survive alone. Bai Song smiled faintly: "what do you think of brother Sheng?"

"Hard." he shook his head.

"Brother song, don't just ask about survival. What do you think?" the tofu milk asked Bai Song.

Bai song also shook his head: "I agree with brother Sheng. We have a bit of luck to break this level now. I really have no bottom in my heart at the next level. If I die, I will lose 50% of the experience of the current level!"

When I heard what I wanted to say about tofu milk, 50% of the experience was silent, and the three had reached an agreement.

"Is brother song going to practice level together?" the tofu milk asked Bai Song.

Bai Song shook his head: "I have other things."

After hearing this, the tofu milk was not forced. He directly threw the key to Bai Song. Bai Song was puzzled when he caught the key.

"We're going to practice level. Brother song, please keep the key first, and then enhance your strength before you go to the next level." with that, the tofu milk walked towards the open ladder, and saw Bai song take out the return scroll: "see you later!"

Bai Song waved his hand and directly read the volume back to the city.

The windmill that always rotates slowly is the symbol of Fengmeng town. Bai Song has returned to this noisy place. Recently, there are a group of novices in Fengmeng town who have just entered the game.

Those who didn't buy for the first time, or after buying for the first time, because they were busy and didn't have time to play, their grades are still very low.

From them, Bai Song vaguely saw the shadow of his previous life when he entered the game, full of confusion, let it be.

That feeling has been a little strange. Since rebirth, Bai Song's goal has always been clear, and the road he has taken is the most correct one planned.

But sometimes the purpose is too heavy, you will lose something, such as... Fun.

I don't know why, Bai Song thought of his conversation with the old fisherman that day. Bai Song shook his head and threw out those wishful thinking things.

Bai Song summed up the harvest. Two pieces of gold jewelry were a good harvest. The fragrant leaf bracelet, which is equipped with healing effect and triggered by magic, must not be used, so he had to sell it.

As for the Shuiling ring, Bai Song decided to keep it for himself after struggling for a long time. After all, this is a bottom card to protect his life at the critical moment. It's cool to sell money for a while. It's difficult to buy this kind of equipment again. Mainly in the early stage, most of the good equipment is for their own use.

Only individual players who want to make some money in the game will take good things and sell them in the early stage. Real professional players will exchange what they can use in the circle even if they can't use good equipment. If they can't change it, they will sell it for money.

However, this also causes good equipment to be especially valuable in the early stage.

Bai Song has no circles and does not intend to join any circles. His experience and intelligence are ahead of all the so-called circles.

This is also the reason why Bai Song doesn't like the guild. The structure of the guild determines that its components must be: 90% of the mob, 9% of the elite and 1% of the super experts.

As far as Bai Song is concerned, people other than super experts are cumbersome to themselves. Joining a guild or creating a guild will be dragged down by these cumbersome.

Fortunately, Bai song can know some god level masters who haven't got up yet and make friends in advance. In the end, he won't become a lone ranger without contacts.

As Bai Song knows, those famous lone Rangers in previous lives have their own contacts. Like those who lived alone in previous lives, they also have tofu milk as good friends who are also God level masters.

Walking alone doesn't mean you don't have friends. Most of the time, you have to find someone to really meet hidden tasks that need to form a team.

Bai Song walked through the streets. After confirming that no one was following, he started sneaking, and then walked into a prop store.

The props store sells a wide variety of things, and the business is not very bad or very good. These strange things are not very helpful for fighting monsters. Players with spare money will come to visit.

Bai Song sneaked into the door. The boss found out the moment Bai Song entered the door. As the owner of a props shop, he sells some strange things. If he can't even understand the junior sneaking, he should close the door earlier.

"What do you want to buy?" the boss asked with a smile, and then pointed to the human skin mask behind him: "do you need this?"

Bai song came out of the shadow and shook his head at the boss. The human skin mask referred to by the boss is a high-grade product, which Bai song can't afford.

Finally, Bai song just bought a simple mask, which can hide the basic information of identity. It's very cheap. Cheap represents low-grade goods.

But it's not good for nothing.

It can resist some ordinary reconnaissance techniques, and even if it is seen through by special reconnaissance techniques, it will only see the general appearance without name and ID.

Bai Song found a spare stall in a remote location. He only paid a very cheap rent for only one hour, which is the lowest rental market.

The things on the stall are very simple, only a bracelet woven from leaves.

Bai Song sat there with a pen and wrote on the paper attached to the stall without talking. He just sat leisurely as if this thing was not his at all.

"What is this?" the flow of people in the trading area was still good. After a while, a player came up and asked.

Bai Song sat back and didn't speak. He lifted up the paper he had just written. On the paper, there were three words: see for yourself.

"I'll sell something and drag it. You let me see. I don't see it." the player shouted and left.

Bai Song is not annoyed. Everything on Bai Song's stall is systematically protected. He can't take it away without Bai Song's consent. Bai Song simply closes his eyes and refreshes himself.

Later, several players came to ask. When Bai Song closed his eyes and rested, he simply posted the "see for yourself" note on his face.

Most players don't want to sell things at all when they see Bai Song doing so. They don't bother to see it and leave directly.

Bai Song was taking a break when he was suddenly awakened by the sound of a male duck's voice.

"Gold ware!"