The herbs in this prescription are even more exaggerated.
Han Ming took the prescription and ran around asking around. To get these things, it would cost at least 8,000 gold coins.
Eight thousand gold coins, the one thousand gold coins he just exchanged ten days ago, plus the 100 gold coins exchanged for Kuro's hairpin, a total of 1,100 gold coins. In addition, he went out to hunt monsters these days, and got ten
A few Warcraft crystals were exchanged for about a hundred gold coins.
It cost 600 gold coins to buy herbs for Kuro. Adding in the gold coins he usually spends here and there, there are only more than 500 and less than 600 gold coins at this time.
This pharmacy currently requires eight thousand gold coins.
Han Ming was immediately frightened.
"What? You can't bear to leave?" Seeing Han Ming's dumbfounded look, Kuro was very dissatisfied.
Han Ming said with a sad face, "It's not that I can't bear to part with it, it's that I don't have that much at all. All my belongings now add up to only about five hundred gold coins, which is far from the prescription you want."
Kuro sat on the edge of the bed, tying up her hair casually with a red rope. Her long silver hair had recovered somewhat at this time, and had some light red color. It can be guessed that her original hair color should be fiery red.
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"Isn't there six World of Warcraft cores? Just auction one and you'll get 100,000 gold coins. What's a mere 8,000 gold coins?"
Han Ming was so frightened when he heard that Kuro was trying to get his Warcraft Core, he quickly held the storage bag tightly in his arms, looked at Kuro warily, and said: "Don't even think about it, don't be interested in my Warcraft Core.
It will be of great use if I keep it."
Hearing this, Kuro nodded, lay straight on the bed, and said, "Okay, then let me die."
"ah?"
What kind of situation has Han Ming not seen before? He has encountered persecution from others, deception from others, and contempt from others, but he has never seen anyone like this.
What should I do? No one has taught me how to deal with this situation.
How do you meet a female scoundrel?
Han Ming rubbed his temples with two fingers and stood there blankly, not knowing what to do.
Crowley ignored him and just lay on the bed, looking like a scoundrel waiting to die.
"well……"
Han Ming sighed and walked out of the inn helplessly.
Standing on the cross street, he had an indescribable feeling.
Money...money!
It seems that no matter whether it is our own world or another world, we cannot live without money. Without money, nothing can be done.
On earth, I am a poor person, but in another world, I will never be a poor person again.
Han Ming gritted his teeth and swore into the air.
The people passing by were so frightened that they hurriedly avoided this lunatic who was talking to himself.
"Why?"
After calming down, Han Ming suddenly discovered that his warrior strength could actually advance to the next level.
After practicing in the cave for a whole year, before he knew it, his warrior strength had reached the peak of the second stage of the ninth stage, and he was able to advance to the third stage of war madness.
This is the only good news for Han Ming in this period of time.
It was finally a bit of a reward. It somewhat diluted some of the sadness of the separation between master and disciple.
Thinking of Li Xiaotian, Han Ming felt unspeakably bitter in his heart.
Why does everyone who is close to him leave him?
Han Ming walked alone on the street, sighing silently in his heart.
His responsibilities are so heavy that he can't breathe every moment. There are six billion people on the earth who are in danger.
And he is the only one who has the chance to resolve this danger.
He is the only Earthling in this world.
The heavy burden on his shoulders means that he must continue to become stronger and challenge new heights. This also means that he will continue to leave his close friends.
Perhaps, from the moment he stepped into another world, he was destined to be lonely.
This may be a road of no return, but as a man, he cannot retreat.
Walking alone on the street, the dim light stretched Han Ming's figure very, very long.
The meaning is difficult to fathom.
"Dear Master Zhan Kuang, your activation has been completed. Congratulations."
In the underground city, in a mercenary union that does not belong to any force, an old activator congratulated Han Ming on his promotion.
There is no temple here, and all activation divisions are concentrated in the mercenary union.
Throwing a gold coin to the activator, Han Ming nodded silently and left.
I don’t know if this is the end of my career as a warrior, a three-level warrior. He couldn’t think of any other opportunities for him to take his career as a warrior further.
In the past, he could rely on the spring water of life to constantly challenge his physical limits to improve his abilities. Later, he could rely on the guidance of Li Xiaotian, the unparalleled powerhouse in the two continents of the Northern Alliance and Huang Tian, to go one step further.
Next, whether he can continue in the career of a warrior is entirely up to him.
It has to be said that it is a miracle that a body that is unable to cultivate fighting spirit has managed to improve his physical strength to the third level of fighting madness.
I am afraid that no one in the entire Northern Alliance continent has reached this point.
Kuro could clearly see Han Ming's depression.
She didn't know why Han Ming, who had always been lively and cheerful, suddenly became taciturn today. Naturally, she couldn't guess the responsibility in Han Ming's heart that overwhelmed him. If there is one person in this world,
The person who can understand all of Han Ming's secrets is Catherine.
"Tomorrow, the largest mercenary auction house in the underground city will hold a grand auction. I will sell a Warcraft core. I will collect all your herbs for you."
Han Ming silently dropped a word and stopped talking. He sat quietly in the corner and began to meditate.
In the darkness, Kuro looked at Han Ming quietly. She seemed to see a kind of loneliness in Han Ming. That kind of loneliness is not voluntary, cannot be chosen, and cannot be escaped.
As soon as it dawned the next day, the streets became lively. There were many people walking and making noise on the streets early in the morning.
"You have a good rest, I'm going."
Han Ming slowly opened his eyes and said something to Kuro. He stood up and prepared to set off.
"I will go with you."
To Han Ming's surprise, Kuro actually asked to go out this time. This was the first time she asked to go out with Han Ming since she checked into this inn.
Han Ming glanced at Kuro with a slightly surprised look, but didn't say much. He took the initiative to help Kuro get dressed.
Kuro was slightly startled. She originally wanted to dress herself, but the recovery during this period of time allowed her to take care of herself. However, seeing Han Ming's absent-minded look, she did not stop her.
When Han Ming took out a water-based Magical Beast core, the staff of the auction house immediately brightened up and quickly put on a smiling face, ushered Han Mingkuo and Han Mingkuo into the VIP room, and greeted the servants to bring tea.
"I wonder if you, your Excellency, want to auction it directly into gold coins, or do you want to exchange it for other things?"
Han Ming picked up the tea, took a sip, and said: "It will be auctioned directly into gold coins. Sell as much as you can."
"Okay~ you two, please come with me. We still have a vacant VIP room in the auction house. You may as well go to the VIP room." The staff member greeted him flatteringly.
Han Ming nodded slightly and followed Kuro to the auction house.
The hugeness of this auction house completely exceeded Han Ming's expectation.
If I don't describe it appropriately, the size here is completely comparable to a stadium on Earth.
The mass of black heads sat in a mass, and a rough estimate suggested that there were at least twenty to thirty thousand people.
The VIP private rooms are private rooms on the second floor that extend outward. People who can sit in the private rooms, except for the powerful with unfathomable strength, are the rich who spend a lot of money.
Originally, an hour before the auction started, the auction house no longer accepted auction items. But what Han Ming took out was a World of Warcraft core, which was very attractive to the auction house.
Han Mingkuo and Luo sat quietly in the VIP room, looking at the small booth in the middle of the auction house at close range through the crystal glass window in front of them.
"Do you feel bad?"
Kuro looked at Han Ming sideways.
"The core was taken from the sarcophagus, and you should have a share."
It is impossible not to feel distressed. Han Ming still hopes to use the core to exchange for what he needs. However, he is not a greedy person.
There are various humanoid figures in this auction house, including tough mercenaries, talkative businessmen, and some mysterious guys whose identities cannot be identified.
In line with the principle of keeping a low profile as much as possible, Han Ming also put on a large black robe. The hood of the robe was hung low, covering most of his face. Only two thin and determined lips and a pointed chin could be seen.
Kuro is also dressed the same as Han Ming. After all, she has not yet recovered from her current appearance, and her skinny and dangerous skin is still very exaggerated in the eyes of outsiders.
I don’t know what Culuo’s original appearance was like. Maybe she was also a beauty. Han Ming secretly guessed.
From the auction platform in the center of the auction house, there were several bang bang sounds of the hammer hitting.
"Cough, cough!"
A man wearing a white dress, with shiny hair, a slender figure, and a kind face. The white dress and his indifferent smile gave people a feeling that they could be completely trusted. This middle-aged man
The auctioneer cleared his throat and signaled everyone to quiet down.
There is a magic microphone placed on the auction table. This expensive microphone transmits the auctioneer's calm and calm voice to every corner of the huge auction room.
"Dear distinguished guests, hello everyone. Welcome to our mercenary auction house. Here, you can buy the most suitable products for you at the most ideal price, and you can also sell them at the most ideal price.
The treasure you want to sell. Choosing the mercenary auction house is a wise choice for you."
This calm middle-aged auctioneer calmly bent down and gave a salute from left to right, including everyone. It made people feel that no matter their status, everyone is equal here.
.Although everyone knows that the long private room on the second floor itself cannot mean equality.
"I know that I have unparalleled personality charm, and I also know that privately countless young talents have great admiration for me. But I also understand that today is not the time for my personal show, so I am shining brightly.
She, I can only hide my edge for the time being and leave my precious time to the treasures we are about to auction today."
There were bursts of laughter from the crowd. Many people were amused by this indifferent but not rigid auctioneer.
"Haha, this auctioneer is quite humorous. As expected, the quality of big auction houses is different."
Han Ming nodded slightly.
Sure enough, it is 360 lines, and he is the number one scholar.dd