latent syndrome.

Chapter 457. 456. Revenant Miners
The quality of the basic soul has three stages.

The first is waste.

With an index below 0.1, this kind of soul is used as leftovers of all industries without exception. Whether it is food or manufacturing, most of them are things with little wisdom in life, but the advantage is that they are not lacking at all and can be found everywhere.

The second is a good product.

The index ranges from 0.1 to 1, but cannot exceed 1. It is the mainstay of the industry in all fields. Although these souls have lost their memory, they still retain their characteristics and can be processed into various things.

The third type is luxury.

between 1 and 3, but not more than 3.

3 is the most terrifying prohibition, once surpassed, it will disintegrate on its own, and it will take countless years of precipitation before it can be re-condensed.

After exceeding 1, there is already a foundation to gain a foothold in the deep world. If it is not killed by the first sight, there is a high probability that it will survive for a long time until it is completely discouraged or killed.

But these dead souls can be easily captured because they are unconscious and have no concept of crisis. If they can find a 2.9 existence in the marginal cemetery, they will go directly to heaven.

Both the electric power and the big shock with an index of around 1.4 held this idea, and they entered the marginal cemetery together, took a bite of the bonus of unequal information, gave it a go, and turned their bicycle into a star destroyer.

Inside the weapon shop.

The big shock imagined finding a super dick soul, not to mention 2.9, just someone in his early 2s, it would be cool enough for a long time.

The interior decoration of the store is completely separated from the previous station, and there are swords or various guns and cannons on the technological display racks.

The electric power is choosing to buy weapons.

"according to your requirements."

"I recommend this one."

"According to the judgment of the appraiser."

"Before he was alive, he should have been a prosthetic body transformation madman, cyberpsychopathic, super fierce."

"Not only an external high-frequency knife, but also a built-in acceleration time function."

"Here is the certificate."

"I can definitely provide you with superb help in this corpse hunt."

The boss made witty remarks and promoted the products.

An appraiser is a profession that exists widely in the deep world. It can roughly judge the attribute according to the state of a soul. Even if its own index is less than 1, because of its proficient spells, it will be sheltered by some forces, and it is indispensable for all walks of life. The presence.

The electric power took the exoskeleton armor processed by the soul, looked at it for a while, but found that it was full of impurities.

"It's second-hand, right?"

"I feel some impurity."

The electric power said calmly.

"It has indeed been used for a while."

"It will not be hidden."

"But don't worry."

"[-]% new, girls use it for themselves."

"That beauty returned the product in a short time."

The boss took out the Chaos Knife. Most of the time, this thing is not used as a weapon, but a kind of scale, which shows the basic value of the processed soul, and then charges processing fees in different proportions.

The unconscious base soul is hard currency.

Conscious souls are the opposite. For example, the human head hanging on the waist of the big shock, although it is detained, will depreciate due to its consciousness and impurities, and often can only be sold at extremely low prices, because it is difficult to process, and the cost is greater than the profit. All have to be above 1, and it is unrealistic to get rich by killing people, unless a large number of slaughters can make money.

Serious people who kill and kill all day long, unless it is when they are robbing currency souls.

For these reasons, the big shock and electric power are not worth much if they are killed by someone.

Hearing the words of the owner of the weapon shop, I was shocked and speechless, Goddamn girls use it for themselves, I go out to butcher people, do I have to smell the scent of it to cut people?
"How much."

Electric power is simple and straightforward.

The shop owner took off this set of equipment, took out the standard scale plate of the deep world, and put it on the equipment with the Chaos Knife to measure it. The sword blade filled with purple energy reached the scale of 0.71 on the plate.

"Our processing ratio here is 2.1, and the processor is an extremely experienced expert."

"Well, let me do the math."

"The result is 1.491..."

"Because it's a second transaction, I'll charge you 1.3."

The store owner said so.

The price of the basic soul is far from being as simple as the sum of two 0.5 equals one soul, and the conversion is extremely complicated. The ratio of bloody killings in different regions will continue to change. There is no uniform denomination standard in the deep world, but everyone I have a number in my heart.

There are soul merchants everywhere, and they will charge a 5.00% handling fee. You can use your soul to exchange for a universal soul. The most commonly used denomination is 0.5 soul. This denomination is called soul echo, and it is the most circulated in the market. .

Another well-known point in the deep world is that you can’t play the idea of ​​​​this kind of black businessman who has the idea of ​​anyone. Maybe it’s a conscious guy with more than 2, and there is also a big financial group behind him. If you are in a bad mood, you will be caught directly on the black market. Processed into...indescribable toys.

When the electric power came to the town, I asked the merchants. The soul of 1.3 can be exchanged for four thousand soul echoes here, which is 4000 yuan.

The electric power frowned upon hearing this.

The big shock was so shocking that it couldn't be added.

"The industry's dark lights belong to it."

"A ratio of 2.1, why don't you process your head?"

The big shock couldn't help but start to complain.

Because the corpse-hunting craze brought about by this catastrophe has caused huge repercussions in the deep world, many forces do not choose to earn money from basic souls, but to earn money from corpse-hunters.

Behind it is often driven by the forces under the leadership of the master, and the profit is guaranteed without loss.

This corpse-hunting craze is making money from this deep-world disaster.

This is the main theme of the deep world, only unexpected, nothing impossible.

The shocking noise attracted the attention of several big hands in the weapon shop.

The boss still kept a polite smile and didn't care about it.

"Forget it, I'll look elsewhere."

The electric power indicates that the big shock should not be too ostentatious, and it is best not to have too many entanglements with these forces.

These shopkeepers may all be Juggernaut's subordinates. When Ama followed Juggernaut to crusade against the souls of the ancient gods in the early days, he had done all the dirty work of several lifetimes.

The ancient gods in the early days refer to the most powerful beings in the deep world, they are unpredictable, and most of the time they just kill their apostles or clones.

The big shock clicked his tongue, and left with the electric power.

Haven't gone out yet.

"and many more."

"I'll charge you 1.25."

The boss continued to add.

The electric power still didn't bother him, and he went out.

"1.2."

"1.05."

"could not be less."

The boss made a compromise.

This price makes the electric power quite satisfactory, converted into reverberation, it is almost two thousand.

The electric power took out the soul bag, divided 2000 yuan and gave it to the boss, and finally got this set of "girls' own use" equipment.

This time, the two of them came to search for corpses to find good goods and escape from this lowest life.

Da Zhen also went to another weapons store to buy a handy crossbow. He thought it would never be possible for the air force.

Because of this popular corpse-hunting fever, the whole town is bustling with activity.

"It's not too late, don't fucking hurry up."

"The good ones are being scoured away."

Prompted by a big shock, the electric power nodded and headed towards the edge of the cemetery and the desert of thought.

The so-called desert of thought, border cemetery.

It is a place where some basic concepts in the deep world are lacking, and it attracts all the reunited souls.

All beings here cannot reach true death.

It's just so cyclical.

Absolute hell.

In this craze for corpse hunting, it has even reached its peak.

(End of this chapter)