Chapter 1,132 The Pearl of Life and Death—Rainbow Facets!!

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The eyes glowed with the light of gold coins. Suddenly, this strange and ugly piece of armor, which looked like a fat golden hedgehog on the ground, turned into a golden roast suckling pig flying in the sky with fragrant oil. Look.

As I watched, my mouth watered.

"Brother Carlos, you really know me very well!"

My eyes are filled with tears. It's not easy. After nearly nine years of wandering in the Dark Continent, I finally found a soulmate.

"As long as Junior Brother Wu doesn't find it ugly." Carlos' eyes were still twitching slightly.

"No, no, how is it possible? Although the appearance is difficult...ahem, no, it is a bit new and trendy, but I have discovered its connotation. The inside is more important than the outside, isn't it?"

I grabbed Carlos' shoulders and shook him desperately.

"It doesn't look like I'm trying to accept it...forget it, as long as you like it."

Carlos muttered something under his breath, and then showed a subtle smile.

"What are you talking about, Brother Carlos, isn't this a good piece of armor?"

I was quite puzzled by Carlos's hesitation. It seemed that I had completely forgotten the stunned and painful expression when I saw this armor for the first time.

"Junior Brother Wu, if you really don't think about it again, don't regret it when the time comes. At least...at least I don't have the courage to wear it and appear in front of everyone." Carlos turned his head away with a guilty conscience.

You see, this is the honesty of knights. If it were anyone else, the shortcomings would be trumped up as advantages, but like Carlos, he would constantly remind the other party of the shortcomings of his trading items and let the other party think carefully.

However, hearing Carlos say this, could it be...

"Carlos, have you ever worn it?" Suddenly, the spirit of gossip started to burn.

"Wear it once, just once."

As if remembering some dark history, Carlos had a bad look on his face.

"What are you two talking about? You'll know when you put it on. Let me try it."

Seattleke suddenly jumped in, interrupted the conversation, and snatched the Golden Skin Advanced Armor from my hand.

Mouse No. 2 appears.

A few of us watched with cold eyes as Seattlek put on the armor, and then...

“Puff————!!”

Even Carlos, the most steady man, fell down laughing.

"Look, what do you think?" Seatik, who was wearing armor, was still posing.

"You...just look in the mirror...mirror...and you will know..."

After reluctantly saying this, I continued to roll on the ground holding my belly.

How to describe it, a golden fat hedgehog? No, maybe there is a more intuitive way of saying it - just like in a casino, even the casino loses, and the poor egg has to be covered with a big wooden barrel.

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Maybe this statement is a bit exaggerated, but looking at Seattle's appearance, it's really funny.

After looking in the mirror, Seattlek was silent and suddenly put on a serious face.

"Look at you people, you are so exaggerated, so exaggerated. We barbarians are different. We are practical. This armor has just the right weight, extremely high defense, and good attributes. It is a rare top quality, but you are only affected by its

What a bunch of pitiful guys they are, deceived by their appearance.”

As he spoke, his big ferocious face revealed an expression of pity.

"I...I thought I was going to die, so be it." I almost ran out of breath from laughing, and then I stood up from the ground with a somersault.

"As long as you wear it around the entire camp, how about I give it to you?"

"..."

Seatik was silent. A cosmic-level confrontation between reason and emotion clearly occurred in his left and right hemispheres. Thousands of rumbling cation cannons were fired, the planet fell and was destroyed, and billions of lives were lost.

He disappeared in the gunfire, and heard some strange slogans such as "In order to once again uphold Zeon's ideals and to achieve the Stardust War, Solomon, I'm back", all these seemed to be reflected in his cold and cruel eyes.

The pupils are constantly intertwined and flashing.

"I'm Seattle, I'm not the kind of person who is just looking for money."

In the end, the army of emotions defeated the army of reason. Seattle took off his armor angrily and threw it to the ground, breathing out his nostrils with the smell of war smoke.

"This armor is obviously tailor-made for me."

With a posture of victory, I picked up the armor from the ground, put it on, and in an instant, transformed into a hell fighting bear, and the golden armor immediately integrated into my body.

Big husband, cute big breasts.

With his furry bear paw, he made a V-sign of victory towards the two of them.

"This is a good idea." Carlos opened his palms and suddenly realized that there was such a trick.

"I almost forgot that Junior Brother Wu has this trick." Seattle Ke agreed.

"This way the appearance of the armor can be concealed."

"Anyway, Junior Brother Wu is almost always in a state of transformation when he fights."

"I have almost never fought with my body."

"That's right."

"..."

Is it my imagination? It feels like the tone of these two people is discussing a vagrant who is not doing his job properly.

"However, look at how Junior Brother Wu looks like a bear. It doesn't matter whether he transforms or not, doesn't he?"

Unknowingly, the topic finally shifted to my bear shape... no, to the slightly bloated body of the Hell Fighting Bear. As I said this, I was patted by Seatlek's big hand.

"Oh!!" Suddenly, he retracted his hand as if he was being pricked by a needle and laughed endlessly.

"As expected, the attacker's attribute of being harmed is not covered."

In other words, you used the power of attack in that shot just now, you bastard!!

"Look again, the bear's fur seems to have a golden look. It is indeed a golden coat."

With a "bump" sound, I decisively slapped Seattle away with my bear's paw.

After canceling the transformation and taking back the gold skin with satisfaction, Carlos took out another gem and handed it to me.

Perfect diamond!!

I immediately took a wary look in the direction of my house and, like a thief, put the diamond away as quickly as possible.

The idiot little ghost has extremely keen senses. To her, something like a perfect diamond is like a banquet, exuding an incomparable aroma of temptation. She can sense it immediately even from several kilometers away.

Recently, this ghost's appetite has been getting bigger and bigger. Originally, it could only get its hands on diamonds of the full grade and below. Later, it dared to eat diamonds of the flawless grade. Now, even the perfect grade diamonds will make you drool.

No, no, she must not find out.

I am reluctant to feed her perfect diamonds. These diamonds will turn into energy when she eats them. Especially perfect diamonds are an extremely powerful energy. Maybe after eating a few, this black saint

The girl will evolve into something strange, such as the Blackened Saint, the Dark Saint, the Dark Bible, etc.

Huh? Something very extraordinary seemed to flash through my mind just now. Forget it, in short, no matter what grade of diamond it is, it will not be wasted if it is eaten by the little ghost, so I don't feel it is a pity. The problem is,

A few days ago, Akara told me to prepare enough perfect-grade diamonds to make something very awesome for the little ghost. With this awesome thing, although I still can’t compete with the first-generation saint,

It is comparable, but at least it can reproduce xx% of its style.

Although a few people were very mysterious and refused to tell me what it was, they probably wouldn't lie to anyone, so I coaxed them over with a few perfect diamonds that I had originally placed with the little ghost, just in case she

I was so greedy that I actually ate it.

"Brother Carlos, isn't this bad?"

Although I had clearly expressed my heartbeat and even put away the diamond, I still winked at Carlos in a rather hypocritical manner, full of well-deserved humility.

Just a perfect diamond is worth almost as much as Griswold's Heart, and with the gold coating, it's already far more.

"It doesn't matter, the gold skin is of little value to me." Carlos shook his head as if he had seen through my thoughts.

"Not to mention the appearance, the weight and bloat are no longer acceptable to me. The meaning of a perfect diamond to you is far greater than it is to me. Even if we don't trade it, I plan to give it to you.

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"Then I'll take it without you being polite. Next time I get something good, I'll give it to you at a discount."

I nodded gratefully and said, although I am the third stingiest Roger, I have never been stingy with people like Carlos.

"When you say that, I'm really looking forward to it. You always get something surprising." Carlos laughed.

The deal with Carlos was completed, and then I turned my attention to Seattle.

"Oh, is it my turn?"
To be continued...