The infinite evolution of the system

Haier's face was full of disbelief, and he stared blankly at Campreda for a while before realizing that this guy had no intention of joking at all. This guy really has an unusually big appetite, and he is not satisfied with taking away a box?Still looking at the contents of the pot?
Douglas straightened his back like Campreda, and he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with it. Also, the share he took away earlier was in return for giving up the right to kill the six-faced beast, and now it's time for fair competition.

"Let's bid for the auction." Zhou Xing said.

"Yes, the highest bidder wins. It doesn't matter if you don't have cash, you can use things to pay for it." Campreda laughed.

Haier snorted, he already felt that he had lost the upper hand, Campreda just pocketed something that was opened from a purple box, if he really wanted to fight, why would he fight?Of course, he also has a dark gold firearm, but if he has already lost a lot of profits, he would not dare to take a dark gold item that he has already obtained into a box that only has a chance to open a dark gold item. , if they lose, it will be even more difficult for the Lancheng team.If Ah Dang didn't show enough combat power, he might bite his teeth and gamble, but now Ah Dang has become hope again. If he sells the dark gold guns, the Lancheng team can be revived with a sum of money. It is a signboard, as long as the treatment is not bad, it is not difficult for the Lancheng team to recruit people.

Because of hope, Haier did not dare to act recklessly.

Tieniu elbowed Zhou Xing beside him, and asked in a low voice, "What's going on? Do you want it or not?"

"Of course we can compete, but" Zhou Xing raised his head and said in a deep voice: "After all, we still have to cooperate, and the competition is completely reasonable, but maliciously raising the price is too boring. Whoever gets it is good, at least in the end. We will still fight together.”

"That's how it should be, fair, reasonable, open, and serious competition." Campreda nodded solemnly.

"Then, I will offer [-] trading points." Zhou Xing said with a smile.

"Twenty thousand." Haier said blankly.

A piece of dark gold level item, if it is not a particularly unpopular weapon, the general price is between [-] and [-], but if it is not a weapon, but an armor, or even an armor with ordinary attributes and only one additional skill, then the value It will definitely drop accordingly. Of course, if it is a ring, necklace, or even an off-hand weapon, or a relatively common weapon, except for guns, the price will be higher than [-].

What the box will open is entirely a matter of luck, no one knows their own luck, so in the case of guaranteeing the basic interests, the value of the purple box in the hearts of the hosts is only about [-], and any more is quite risky. After all, there is a good chance that the box will open non-unique gold props, and if the bid is too high, it is easy to lose money.Haier was ruthless and doubled the price as soon as it came.

"Twenty-one thousand." Campreda laughed and said, "Don't be so cruel. You could have taken it slowly, but it made your heart jump."

"Twenty-two thousand, I don't have any money. If you still have a high score, you can fight for it yourself." Haier didn't even look at Campreda. After saying a word, he walked to the side and called the players of the Lancheng team to ask about the loss. .

Seeing that Haier was gone, Campreda smiled even more. There is no way to bring out the mission world with purple boxes, but there is such a gamble in the dark city, and it will cost about [-] Only those trading points who have more than [-] points are eligible to get the chance to draw the dark gold props, and the probability of getting the dark gold props is extremely low, almost becoming something that no one in the dark city plays. It is not a loss to get the box below, after all, it is a gamble, and the risk and reward are always equal.

"Twenty-four thousand, if you pay twenty-five thousand, you can take it, I only have so much money." Zhou Xing saw the confidence of Campreda, he was not very clear whether Campreda was a A radical and impulsive person, but he knows that this must be a person who likes adventure and excitement. If there is a chance to make a fortune, even if there is a half chance of losing money, he is willing to bet.

On the contrary, Zhou Xing is not a person who is particularly willing to gamble, especially when he has already obtained a lot of benefits. The reason why he fought for this box is that he still does not want to see the box fall into the hands of the Bayonet team, because they and the Lancheng team If there is still a chance to continue to cooperate and become partners, then the bayonet team will become enemies sooner or later, and it will not be too late. The next time the mission world meets, it will be time to attack each other.

It's just selfishness, and it falls in one's own home, and it doesn't give future enemies a chance to grow stronger.

"Haha, then I'm sorry, it's only [-]." Campreda was obviously satisfied with the result. If the purple box can be brought to the Dark City for trading, the value can easily reach [-]. Not for anything else, just because this thing can only explode on some quasi-bosses, and the chances of getting dark gold props are actually higher than the chances of getting low-level props, so it's worth the gamble.

He just opened an item from the box, so he naturally knew it.

After completing the transaction transfer, the box officially became Campreda's property, and he opened it without hesitation, and took out a card from the box. The moment he saw the card, the strong white man's expression instantly changed. From excitement to dullness, although there is no anger, no sadness and regret, it is enough to explain something.

Without saying anything, he threw the card to Douglas and said, "Clean the battlefield, Michelle, come with me." A young female member with long wavy hair in the bayonet team responded, as if knowing What are you going to do? Throw the backpack on your back and your own weapon to your companions, wink your eyes at your companions, and whisper: "I may not be here for a while, can you help me?"

"Go, don't be spoiled." The female team member who helped her carry things joked.

"Hmph, let's go." Michelle was not angry. They were not reserved and shy women in the East, but veterans who had been trained in the dark city. Their shame had probably been thrown into the garbage dump long ago. After seeing other people After one glance, he trotted all the way to catch up with Campreda. Seeing her appearance, she seemed a little excited.

Tie Niu withdrew his gaze from Campreda's big hand that was inserted into Michelle's pants, without saying anything, his eyes had already started to look around for something.

Zhou Xing transferred part of the money he got to Tieniu, kicked him, and scolded him with a smile: "What are you looking at? Go and drag a little back and think about your things, hurry up, you can't be called Tieniu, you should be Call it Iron Horse."

"Ah? What does Iron Horse mean?" Iron Bull scratched his head and asked, "It means I run fast?"

"No, only horses are thinking about finding a place to sow seeds all day long." Zhou Xing teased and walked away with a smile to divide the small things on the ground, and then he could call it a day. This battle should have been It will be more difficult, but fortunately, they all benefited from Adam's good performance, and there was no major loss, and the battle ended faster than expected. It was considered an early stop, and there were basically no other arrangements for the rest of the time. You can move freely.

Leaving Tie Niu where he was, he couldn't figure out what Zhou Xing wanted to express after thinking about it for a long time. He could only shake his head and strode towards Bumblebee. He knew that Cuilis must be waiting for him.

"Yezi.Yezi" accurately grasped the passing iron ox with both hands, and failed to stop the iron ox, but it was enough, dragging all the way and still not letting go.

"What the hell, I'm not Ye Zi, why are you hugging me? Roll on, I'm annoyed when I see you, I'm usually high above me, I think I'm so great, now I'm not a guy who only knows women, hey, let me think about it , like what?" He clapped his hands, "It's like a pig in heat, it only knows how to sow seeds! Hahaha, haha." Tieniu's laughter stopped, and he finally thought of something. Zhou Xing, who was arguing endlessly among a group of people, snorted. If Zhou Xing was not fighting for the interests of the Hongye team, he would definitely go up and tell Zhou Xing with his fists that he is not only a powerful iron bull, but also an iron hand with strong fists.

He was just talking to himself, maybe he didn't know what he was going to do, after being broken free by the iron bull, he chased after him with hands and feet, slowly crawling.

Occasionally quarreling among the spoils of the crowd, the iron ox gone away, the wreckage of the six-faced beast not far away, the thin dust on the ground dragged out a clear trace, the invisible is a little more desolate and pitiful, the most important thing What's more, this guy didn't know how to do it at all, even if he was in a daze, he kept talking about Ye Zi, obsessed, and people who saw it said that it was strange that they didn't feel touched at all.

"Yezi, don't go, wait for me, although I'm a little slow, you just need to wait for me and I can catch up with you." A black shadow stood in front of a point, and the guy lying on the ground slowly wriggled without a head Lifting it, he accurately grabbed the opponent's trouser leg: "Ye Zi, Ye Ye, I've got you"

"Cheek-skinned!" Ye Zi's face was weird, especially when she saw the familiar face rubbed with a lot of white ash, her heart was touched for some reason. That Ye Zi was not the usual sweet talk, on the contrary, in normal times , he is not a talkative person at all, he acts more than he expresses, even if he knows what he himself knows, others know it, and he rarely talks about it. I didn't expect that this guy would dare to talk about the strange state this time. All the words that have been brewing in my heart have been said.

Such a man, an annoying man, even if he looked down on him a little before, but a woman's heart is fleshy after all, as long as it is not a stone, there will always be a hot day when she hugs her in her arms. Ye Zi bent down to help her up a little, but A little is not in a good state at this time, and he can't stand steadily. He is wobbly and may fall at any time.

Fortunately, the system's data enhancement saved Ye Zi from the embarrassment of being unable to carry the other party.

She was still muttering to herself at one point, babbling non-stop, not repeating a few words, but this time it fell into Ye Zi's ears, the same words seemed to have a different flavor, she only felt her body Both the heart and the heart are surrounded by each other, and the feeling of being warm enough to be melted seems to have appeared again a long time ago.

One o'clock had a sweet dream, and it was a very long dream.It's very strange, this dream is quite strange, because for a moment he suddenly realized that he was in a dream. Logically speaking, it is impossible for a person to find himself in a dream in a dream, but one thing is very clear, he is indeed in a dream. Because he couldn't move, and felt that he was trapped in a soft mass, he didn't know what to think about, and felt deeply tired at the same time, he didn't want to move, let go of his thoughts, whatever, he just felt Very happy, very relaxed, nothing to worry about before.

He didn't even need to think about what made him worry, just slumped in the softness, and he couldn't help sighing occasionally, if only he could always be so comfortable, so relaxed and happy.

Until he faintly smelled a familiar fragrance, even a faint itching on the tip of his nose, what was that?So familiar, so?He was sure that it must be something important, because he had always felt that the fragrance was not particularly strong, but it could arouse some primitive impulses. He felt that his body was gradually heating up, and the soft objects under him seemed to be heating up and trembling. Then he heard a soft cry.

There was a slap, and his face was a little tingling. Normally, he should have woken up at one point, even if he was drunk, he should have woken up, but unfortunately, he was not drunk, but an abnormal spirit under the intervention of the system. The state and external stimuli were not direct enough for him, and they seemed a bit false. Anyway, he only heard a faint sound, and then his body lost weight for a while, falling from the familiar softness into another softness.

The familiar fragrance disappeared, and he was a little bit lost. He wanted to shout something, grab something, but he couldn't do anything. Then he remembered that he was in a dream, so naturally he couldn't do anything. Maybe the smell was faint The things he feels are all false, they are feelings fabricated by his own brain. He knows very well that it seems that he has also had such a dream. The previous dream may be more straightforward. Although it is not as real as this time, the previous dream There has always been an imaginary woman in the dream, and in the dream, he can do whatever he wants.