Spatula survives, only I have Hextech Enhancement

Chapter 67: Ye Feng sells the Scroll of Conscience? Does he have so many?

Zhao Jinqian couldn't help laughing wildly as he looked at the transaction applications that kept coming in.

Even if these people were unwilling, they had to come to me to buy magic scrolls in order to ensure their own safety.

Watching a group of people on the chat interface madly criticizing me and constantly initiating transactions with me in private.

Zhao Jinqian couldn't help but hum in his heart.

He likes the way others are unhappy but have to bow to him.

He checked the private messages.

"Brother, I'm sorry for offending you just now. Could you please leave me a copy of the magic scroll?"

"Brother, I was a bit too loud just now. I have 13 barracks fragments here. Can you give me two magic scrolls?"

Looking at these people's private chats, Zhao Jinqian was in a good mood. After replying to them one by one, he was ready to initiate a transaction with one of them.

[The other party has rejected the transaction application]

Hearing this prompt, Zhao Jinqian was stunned and immediately sent a message to the other party.

"What's wrong, brother? You can't catch a wolf without sacrificing your child. The seven barracks fragments will definitely not let you suffer any loss."

However, after receiving his message, the other party actually started to criticize him directly.

"Fuck you, you damn profiteer! Take your magic scroll and die with you!"

Zhao Jinqian looked unhappy, not knowing what was going on.

But he didn't care and continued to open the private chat message from another person.

"You wicked profiteer, I hope you never get to drop any more magic balls in the future!"

It was another abusive private message, and Zhao Jinqian felt a little embarrassed.

What happened to these people?
Zhao Jinqian was a little confused at the moment and didn't understand what was going on.

He continued to open a few private messages.

"You wicked scoundrel, I wish you'll never give birth to a child without an asshole!"

"You're a dog, you're a profiteer. I hope you die in the forest soon!"

"You and your magic scroll will rot in the forest!"

Zhao Jinqian was completely stunned. He felt that the current development was completely beyond his expectations. What on earth was going on?
He quickly opened the chat interface, wanting to find out what had happened that caused everyone's attitude to suddenly change drastically.

When he opened it, he saw a message sent by Ye Feng two minutes ago.

"Don't worry, everyone. I'll give you some cheap magic scrolls. One hundred low-level group recovery magic scrolls, each requiring only four barracks fragments. Darius and Draven barracks fragments are prioritized. To be fair, each person is limited to one."

After Ye Feng sent out this message, it was followed by praise and flattery from many survivors.

"Damn, Boss Ye Feng is really generous! One hundred! I never dreamed I'd have so many!"

"Is this the boss? He just gave out a hundred cards!"

"Wow, thanks, Boss Ye Feng, for the four barracks fragments! This is much more conscientious than that profiteer just now!" "Boss Ye Feng, it's a good thing you showed up in time. I almost bought from that profiteer just now. Let me go and scold that profiteer first!"

"Hahaha, the guy upstairs, wait for me. I almost bought it too. I'm going to give him a good scolding right now!"

Zhao Jinqian now understood why so many people suddenly came to scold him.

Zhao Jinqian was immediately filled with anger. Damn Ye Feng, why did he come here to mess with him at this coincidence?

At this time, Zhao Jinqian was so angry that his face was distorted, veins on his forehead bulged, and his eyes were filled with anger. Looking at the message sent by Ye Feng on the chat interface, he wished he could destroy Ye Feng.

If anger could burn, the forest where Zhao Jinqian was would probably have been a sea of ​​fire by now.

He had been busy for so long, just waiting to get enough barracks fragments today to upgrade both of his chess pieces to three stars!

There will also be some remaining barracks fragments. After using gold coins to upgrade it to level three tomorrow, I can build a third three-star barracks.

By then, with the three three-star barracks chess pieces, he was confident that he would soon surpass Ye Feng and become the most powerful among all the survivors!
Now all of this has been broken by Ye Feng!
He was extremely angry, but even more confused. How could Ye Feng have so many magic scrolls to sell?

And they are all very useful group recovery magic scrolls.

He doesn't have a hundred magic scrolls!

As soon as this thought came to his mind, Zhao Jinqian patted his head and felt proud of himself for guessing Ye Feng's behavior.

"This Ye Feng must be bluffing. How could he possibly have so many magic scrolls? He must have a few of them and wants to take advantage of the opportunity to sell the four barracks fragments and make a fortune."

Thinking of this, Zhao Jinqian was no longer panicked, and even a more sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"You dare to scold me? I've collected so many magic scrolls these days, there must not be many left on the market. Ye Feng can only give me a little over twenty at most. Those who don't buy them by then, just wait! I have to keep raising the price!"

Looking at the chat interface where everyone was enthusiastically praising Ye Feng and expressing their desire to buy magic scrolls from Ye Feng, Zhao Jinqian responded with a cold look.

Buy it, just buy it.

When that time is no longer enough, they all come back crying and begging me!
Seeing that many people were criticizing him in the chat interface, Zhao Jinqian sneered and replied directly.

"What a joke! Do you really think Ye Feng has so many magic scrolls? Do you really think he's a wholesaler? I estimate he only has a few dozen or so, and that's a lot! When he sells out, you'll all beg me to sell them to you!"

After Zhao Jinqian's message was released, some survivors calmed down and seriously considered the truthfulness of what Zhao Jinqian said.

Indeed, Zhao Jinqian made various purchases every day, but he had only saved more than forty magic scrolls in these days, and these scrolls were not all recovery scrolls.

Even if Ye Feng is better than everyone else, where can he get so many magic scrolls?
After thinking about this, the survivors who were looking for Ye Feng to trade became even more anxious, fearing that they would run out of goods if they fell behind for a moment.

For a moment, the survivors who got the scroll were overjoyed. Holding the magic scroll was like holding a hope, and they felt more confident about the future after losing the novice protection.

Panic will spread. The survivors who did not buy the magic scroll at this moment were even more anxious and frantically initiated transactions with Ye Feng. Some of them decided to contact both sides and tentatively asked Zhao Jinqian if he could sell the magic scroll a little cheaper.

The entire chat interface was a complete mess.

Ye Feng, who had just traded a magic scroll for four Darius Barracks fragments, looked at the chaotic chat interface and immediately reassured everyone, "Don't worry, I definitely have plenty of magic scrolls here. I have more than a hundred."

Hearing this, Zhao Jinqian smiled.

"What a joke! You definitely can't have so many magic scrolls! If you want to take advantage of this and sell some of them at a higher price, just sell them. Why do you have to brag about being rich?"

(End of this chapter)