The Cross Sword Guild is no different from the manager gang in the former unit. After the dark clouds in the sky disappeared, there was a routine screening. Feng Xue took advantage of this opportunity to get close to a newly found novice instructor and whispered:
"Brother, you seem to know a lot of news?"
"Easy to say!" After hearing Feng Xue's words, this old-looking man showed a kind smile, but after seeing Feng Xue's scavenger suit clearly, he frowned slightly and said:
"Brother, you look like you are no longer a novice. What do you want to know?"
"No, no, no, I haven't been here for less than a month! I just learned how to dress up after being tricked last time." Feng Xue waved her hands, trying to express with pure eyes that she was a newbie.
Although the novice instructor felt that Feng Xue was hiding something, he didn't care. After all, the novice instructors were mostly part-time intelligence merchants. He just thought for a moment and said:
"What information do you want, brother?"
"What is more valuable?" Feng Xue asked simply and directly, and at the same time said helplessly:
"The things I picked up last time were obviously rare items. The old man at the door insisted that they were worthless, which made me collect corpses twice before I am alive today..."
Seeing Feng Xue's worried expression, the novice instructor felt relieved and said with a smile:
"Well, you have to know that in Infinite City, you have to see and speak for everything. Those props stuck in the original world are really powerful, but here they are no different from scrap paper. You can pull out a few scrap motorcycles.
Selling iron is better than that!"
"Prop card?" Feng Xue's heart moved, but she echoed:
"Who says it's not the case! Alas~"
Seeing Feng Xue's desperate attitude, the novice instructor also took some notice and said with a smile: "Forget it, I ask you for too much and you probably won't be able to come up with it. I'll open a loan contract for you.
How about 1,200 towers and return it to me after you come out? If you want to buy it directly, 1,000 towers will be fine, but I still have to take the risk of you not being able to come out, what do you think?"
"Okay, but how do you sign the contract?" Feng Xue still looked like a newbie. The novice instructor took out his work badge and entered a series of instructions. Then, a copy of the contract was notarized by Infinite City.
The loan contract is displayed.
It is worth mentioning that this contract is not composed of words, but just like the knowledge in the label, it directly appears in Feng Xue's mind. It not only eliminates all ambiguities, but also has an evaluation function. As long as the contract is signed,
The novice guide must tell a piece of information about picking up garbage that is worth more than 1,000 towers. As long as Feng Xue successfully walks out of the garbage dump alive, Infinite City will directly deduct 1,200 towers from him and give it to the novice guide.
"Why doesn't my work card have this function? Could it be that the other party has some elements or tags such as [creditor] and [loan]?"
Feng Xue was curious, but she signed the contract first. After receiving the reminder that the agreement was reached, the novice instructor immediately said:
"The biggest output in our junkyard is all kinds of vehicles. Unless the condition is particularly good, don't pick up the motorcycle. It's not worth anything. If the car is complete, it's worth a little money to drive one out, but it's not worth it.
A lot. If it's not a particularly valuable luxury car, a car will only cost about 5,000 ta. Well, this is an estimate. If you can get it, it's 500 ta. However, if you just want to survive, you can drive two cars out.
That’s enough.”
At this point, the novice instructor paused slightly, but the contract was obviously not completed, so he could only continue:
"If you want to make money, you can pay attention to robots. There are often some engineering robots in our landfills. If they are fully functional or just missing arms and legs, they are still worth a lot of money. In addition,
, what you need to pay attention to is gems. The union has been buying them at a premium. They want all kinds of gems, but no one knows what they are used for. But what is certain is that someone picked up a pink diamond three months ago.
It's about the size of a fist, and it's worth two hundred thousand towers!"
"That's the estimated price of two million? Are you sure it's not an illusion?" Feng Xue asked in disbelief, that's two million! It's enough for a person to live in Infinite City doing nothing for fifty-four years!
Although Feng Xue also knew that those who received this huge sum of money might not survive until the next day, this estimate was absolutely accurate!
After all, the appraisers at the garbage dump are also subject to the rules of Infinite City. If they quote prices casually, it will be easy for them to be deprived of their labels.
After hearing Feng Xue's words, the novice instructor shook his head and said with the same puzzled expression:
"Didn't I mention the purchase at a premium? The price offered by the Cross Sword Guild for the gem was 20% of the estimated price, but even so, the gem is still worth a million! Of course, that thing is definitely not the real thing.
Otherwise, it will definitely be eaten directly, and it is unlikely that it is an illusion. If such a large gem were an illusion, it would have been discovered long ago."
"That's true..." Feng Xue kept the gem's question in mind, but found that the novice instructor had stopped talking, and the contract in his mind also showed that it had been completed.
There is no doubt that the previous information about gems has reached the standard of 1000 towers.
Knowing that the word "phantom" he just asked might have exposed something, Feng Xue didn't say anything more to the novice instructor, and directly turned on the aura blocker to sneak in face to face.
Although he was not wearing an assassin suit, he quickly hid himself in the dense crowd. Among a large group of people wearing scavenger suits, the novice instructor quickly lost track of Feng Xue.
He just felt a little pity about this, but he didn't dig into it. He glanced at it casually and found the next target.
Feng Xue, who calmed down and disappeared into the crowd, had no intention of looking back. He just thought about what kind of world would have such a proliferation of motorcycles. But then, he realized a strange problem——
Logically speaking, a landfill should be connected to more than one world, otherwise the previous landfill would not have weapons from the cold weapon age, modern and high-tech era at the same time.
But the garbage in this landfill seems to be very homogeneous. Is there any special pattern in this?
"Cards, gems, vehicles..." Feng Xue couldn't fit these things into a world view no matter how hard she tried. In the end, she had no choice but to put down her thoughts in this area for the time being and began to think about what kind of gems could be used.
Worth one million towers.
"It can't be that the president of the Cross Sword Guild has a gem dragon, right?" This chapter has been completed!