"This is a dust-raising child."

"Raising a Dust Child?"

"Yes. Generally speaking, most people can only awaken stardust after the age of 16, and these young children have already awakened, but they have no consciousness. When someone likes their awakened stardust, they will spend money to transplant them. Transplanting their stardust can be understood as raising a Gu."

Yuanming has no interest in raising Chen Child, and his talent is the most worthless in front of the nobles. Work hard! Will ordinary people succeed if they work hard?

High-quality awakening stones can make users more likely to awaken rare magic systems, but it will not be easier than directly transplanting the magic galaxy you purchased.

In response, Yuanming patted Mo Fan on the shoulder.

"Let's go."

"Um."

When he arrived at the dungeon, Yuanming was attracted by various treasures.

A dimensional stone that has not been refined only needs 10,000 yuan to be exchanged. The undead stone is sold directly here by pound. Do they know how precious these things are?

I won’t talk about the dimension stone. If the dimension stone is on the arm, it can increase the user’s mental power in a short period of time!

This kind of thing is extremely rare outside, but here, there are many stalls everywhere. They have seen several stalls trading this kind of thing.

"The Demon City is a resource divine land. There is a mine in the south of the dungeon, with many ores inside." Tang Yue saw Yuanming excitedly holding a dimensional stone, and said to him.

This kind of ore is very ordinary? Yuanming held a dimensional stone and asked, "Do you know what this ore is used for?"

"A iron priest made by refining this ore can suppress the activities of demons." Tang Yue said, "However, this thing is far from being as good as the iron priest after the enchanted."

Building an iron prison? Yuanming doesn’t know how to describe it. This is simply a waste of resources!

It seems that in this era, too many undead vessel refining techniques have declined.

"Mo Fan, help me buy all the stones on these stalls, and I will buy as much as I have." Yuanming took out a bank card without hesitation. This was the "pocket money" transferred by Qin Yi to Yuanming. At this price, Yuanming can buy as much as he has.

With a curious attitude, Yuanming continued to search for these stalls, and finally his eyes fell on something in one of the stalls.

This is a strange object, a fist-sized object, somewhat similar to a deceased vessel, both of which are complex spiritual circuit structures. It can be seen that it should have been written by a master, but even Yuanming couldn't see what this thing is for.

The person who sold this thing was an old man in tattered clothes. He had no legs, and was an alchemy limb made of two wheels under him. He looked haggard and thin, with no trace of spirit in his muddy eyes, and there were only a few things on the stall.

Yuanming reached out and picked up the spherical object. The gray-white magic energy of the undead magic system slowly invaded it. Soon after, the corner of his mouth slightly curled up and opened his eyes.

"This young master, this is a treasure passed down from my family. It has been passed down for many years. If the children in the family were not good, I would not want to sell it out." The old man said in a hoarse and weak voice.

"How did you sell this thing?" Yuanming asked.

"Fifty thousand, I'll sell it to you." The old man thought for a while and said.

"What? 50,000?" Yuanming's voice suddenly rose several octaves. What a joke? Is 50,000 yuan enough to buy a spiritual seed? Through the temptation of the undead magic system, Yuanming can already confirm that this ball is the soul carrier of a mage after his death, and this thing can be completely defined as a spiritual seed of the undead.

This is a god-like item!

"Is 50,000 too expensive? How about 45,000?" The old man looked at Yuanming timidly, obviously scared by Yuanming's expression.

"Cough cough." Yuanming coughed dryly. After thinking about it carefully, he felt relieved. Today, when the necromancers are almost extinct, many things related to the necromancer have completely become waste. Although this thing is passed down from their ancestors, this old man probably doesn't even know what this thing is, and he has no way of knowing its value.

I can’t even eat enough, so what’s the use of even if the soul here is the remains of the ancestor? What’s the use of guarding the ancestor’s things?

The old man looked at Yuanming weakly and said, "Forty thousand, no less."

Yuanming looked at the old man. For the old man, this thing is not as good as a full meal. What they need most is money.

"Two hundred thousand, give me your phone, I'll transfer it to you!" Yuanming moved his right hand and took out his phone and said, "It's still convenient to pay for your phone now."

After seeing the transfer, the old man fell into a moment of dullness, and then tears flashed and he kowtowed at Yuanming several times.

The old man's family has already reached the end of his life, but there is really nothing to sell at home. He doesn't know what this strange thing is for. He has been here for dozens of days, but no one has bought it.

There are two hungry grandchildren at home, and the old man doesn’t know what to do.

He thought that it would be very good to sell this bead for tens of thousands of yuan, but he didn't expect that Yuanming actually gave him 200,000 yuan. For a long time, his grandson didn't have to be hungry anymore. It was extremely difficult for him to find a way out in the underworld of the dungeon.

"Old man, I used so many things to exchange for yours, and I took advantage of you. You can ask me any requests you have." Yuan Ming said. He also wanted to give some precious things, but Yuan Ming knew that giving something too precious would bring disaster to the old man.

"I don't know what this is. It is God's gift to us that can be exchanged for so much money. We have no more requirements." The old man kowtowed a few more times.

Two skinny young men behind walked to the old man.

"Stir, why don't you kowtow to your benefactor quickly!" The old man said hurriedly to the two young men behind him.

The two young men didn't say anything, but just kowtowed several times.

Yuanming sighed in his heart, then turned around and left.

Seeing the food piled up high on the stall, the old man burst into tears and said tremblingly: "I wish God bless this benefactor to be healthy!"

Some stall owners next to him showed envious expressions when they saw this scene. Although they were very envious of the old men's food, they did not dare to do anything. After all, this dungeon did not allow them to do things that violated the rules in the outside world.

There is only one criminal law here, and those who violate the rules will die!

There is only death penalty here!

After walking around the town for a few times, Mo Fan and Tang Yue had exchanged many dimensional spirit stones and undead stones.
Chapter completed!