Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 561: Aliens fight, come from afar
  There are also dwarfs whose average height is only about one meter and one meter. They are also walking back and forth on the bustling streets, and from time to time they are having various conversations with the people of Yangshen World.

All kinds of creatures that look completely different from ordinary human beings are flooding the city of Yijing.

I saw a hawker arguing with a foreigner in front of him, his face red.

In front of the vendor was a wine glass engraved with a snake-man totem, and a cold look emanated from it.

"You see clearly that this item represents the long history of our human race."

"The value contained in it is immeasurable, and you actually want to exchange this thing with only 500 energy crystals. It is simply fantastic."

The vendor's arms were constantly flying, and he seemed completely unafraid of the aliens in front of him.

The foreigner in front of him was stunned for a moment by the hawker, and he looked a little hesitant, as if he wanted to buy the item in front of him.

"But...five hundred energy crystals are indeed a bit expensive. In this case, my budget may not be enough."

The property of the foreigners seems to have been used for other purposes, so although I really like the ancient objects in front of me, I still haven't made up my mind.

Seeing this, the vendor in front of him rolled his eyes.

There was a hint of helplessness and dissatisfaction on the hawker's face, and he said: "Forget it, I see you are also a foreigner. It is rare for you to be so interested in the history and culture of our human race. This thing is only 450 energy crystals." I’ll sell you the stone.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a hint of excitement appeared on the alien's face.

When he was about to open his mouth to buy this item, he heard a shout from the side.

"stop!"

"You fool, you are here again to deceive foreigners. Why are you always so unrepentant?" I saw a fat man with a Chinese character face, wearing a white official robe, walking over helplessly.

Seeing the visitor, a hint of sarcasm appeared on the vendor's face.

"Master Zhang, I have no choice. I am forced to make a living."

"Just spare me this time. I will never dare to do it next time."

The vendor named Er Lengzi immediately begged for mercy and kept making bows with his hands.

The official in front of him was not moved at all by what Er Lunzi did.

"Okay, idiot, you are already an old fool, so just put your tricks away."

"This is your sixth time this month, so you will definitely not be able to come out in a short time this time."

Hearing this, Er Lengzi's face was immediately filled with bitterness.

Then the middle-aged man with a Chinese character waved his hand and two men who looked like assassins came out from the crowd and took the fool back, taking away all his belongings.

Then the middle-aged man with a Chinese character face said apologetically to the foreigner on the side: "Friends from the Silver Moon Tribe who have come from afar, I'm really sorry this time, so I will give you this wine cup for free."

"I wish you a pleasant journey in Yangshen World."

Then the middle-aged man with a Chinese character face immediately left the place, leaving the foreigner behind with a simple wine glass in his hand and a look of confusion on his face.

(End of this chapter)