Cthulhu Corrosion: Another World Rescue Plan

However, what made Bearo and Hetam happier than the 500 silver coins was that there were new books on the fruit stall today!

The stall owner was still the two girls. Bearo would not foolishly ask questions like "Can I exchange the book for other fruits?" Fruits are important, and books are also important!

Books are spiritual food! The stall owner was absolutely right!

"Excuse me, do you still give a book for every pound of fruit you buy?"

"Yes!" Niqiuqiu said with his hands on his hips: "This time, we are selling the latest masterpiece of our teacher Xianyu Yitiao! The prequel to "The Guardian of Virtual and Real"! The story of Iyalian's parents! The title of the book is "The End of the Hero"! How about it, doesn't it sound very attractive?!"

Bealo was instantly moved.

However, he suppressed his excitement and asked, "Is there still a 20% discount on fruits?"

The two stall owners looked at each other, and Nieqiuqiu nodded and said, "Since you are an old customer, I will give you the same price as last time!"

"Great!"

He stuffed the space bracelet full, and then went to the next alchemist's stall: "Excuse me, do you have any alchemy props that can be used for communication?"

"Yes!" Tang Menbaozhu took out several props in a flash: "There are tablets, mobile phones, watches, and other styles as well!"

"Hand...what?" Bealo blinked blankly: "I just need a communicator that can send and receive messages instantly, and it doesn't even need to be text, just a sound..."

He paused and added: "The cheapest and simplest one will do, and it would be better if it is inconspicuous. I need 10."

The two gatekeeper teams have exactly 10 people. This is something that can be used to save lives, of course, try to equip it as much as possible - as long as there is enough money.

"Ah, this..." Tang Menbozhu scratched his head, "Why don't you try them all and see which one you like? I may not have so many goods on hand. How about this, I'll go and adjust the goods now, and you try it first."

Hetam patted Beialuo on the shoulder: "Then I'll go buy other things first."

Bealuo fiddled with a few props for a few times, and seeing that the stall owner's eyes were empty and he didn't contact anyone, he asked curiously: "Boss, didn't you say you were going to adjust the goods?"

"I've adjusted it." Tang Menbozhu, who had sent a message in the channel, said, "Don't worry, all styles are available and will be delivered immediately."

Bealuo: "......?" No? Why do I think you didn't do anything just now? How did you adjust the goods? ?

Bealuo was full of question marks, and Tang Menbozhu looked confused. The two stared at each other for a while, and Beialuo suddenly realized something: "Boss, I want the one you just used!"

"Ahem... Sorry, that's a... racial skill." Tang Menbozhu spread his hands, "It can't be sold."

Bealuo was regretful and looked regretful.