There's a skeleton dungeon connected to my basement.

Chapter 13: The weird guy selling bones and zombie viscera
Of course, the future is promising, the future is promising, and the future is promising.

At least for now, Xiao Yang is still just a poor new player in the God Game.

Soon Xiao Yang realized this clearly.

Especially when he realized that if he wanted to enter the Zhutian Trading Zone next time, he would have to pay at least 10,000 spirit coins.

Spirit Coins, this is a supernatural currency launched by the God Game and gradually recognized by all the heavens and worlds.

Because Xiao Yang's God Game in his own dimension has not been fully launched yet, it is still in a weird and stuck activation state. It lacks many functions, such as material recycling, dungeons, daily tasks, and all these messy things, Xiao Yang has never enjoyed them all.

These are the bulk of the spirit coins earned by new players.

Moreover, the prices in this Zhutian Trading Zone are really not low. There is no shortage of potions, scrolls, equipment, followers, even professional certificates and a series of rare materials, but they are surprisingly expensive.

Take the life potion for example. The cheapest life potion in the Zhutian Trading Zone is the minimally effective life potion that Xiao Yang got from the novice gift pack, which costs one hundred and fifty spirit coins per bottle.

So how many spirit coins does Xiao Yang have now? The answer is zero...

“I can’t afford it at all!”

Now, the only way for Xiao Yang to earn spirit coins is to find a way to sell some things. Moreover, if he wants to come here again after seven days, he has to find a way to sell some things and collect 10,000 spirit coins.

If he wanted to buy some food and water, he had to find a way to sell something. If he wanted to get some life potions to take a lot of medicine to turn himself into a blood cow, then he had to find a way to sell something.

But the question is, what does he have to sell? To be fair, he has some good things.

Even though most of the players coming and going in this Zhutian Trading Zone are above level 20, the mainstream equipment and props in their hands are still blue or even green.

Xiao Yang happened to have some blue and green equipment in his hands.

Adventurer's Armguards, Adventurer's Boots, Dark-Repelling Lantern, and Screaming Chicken.

Selling any one of these things can solve these problems, but if possible, Xiao Yang would never be willing to sell these props. Undoubtedly, such a move would be like killing the chicken to get the eggs, and would be too hasty.

Of course, if there is really no other way, Xiao Yang would probably choose to sell the screaming chicken, but this would be the last option.

It had only been a short time since Xiao Yang arrived at this Zhutian Trading Zone and obtained the Pot of Greed, and he was in high spirits. Now Xiao Yang already had a distressed expression on his face.

Of course, there is actually another option, which is to hang out the Pot of Greed in one's backpack, and then directly detonate this trading area of ​​the universe, selling it at an unprecedentedly high price, and then Xiao Yang will never be short of spirit coins and resources for a very long time.

But would Xiao Yang do this? Of course not. Without considering other things, Xiao Yang's serious collecting addiction alone would never allow him to give away the Pot of Greed. This is absolutely impossible!

In a state of slight hesitation, Xiao Yang decided to give setting up a stall a try. Setting up a stall in the Zhutian Trading Area didn't seem to require any payment, and all one needed to do was find an open space and sit down.

But what products does Xiao Yang have to sell now?

After thinking for a while, Xiao Yang began to take out one large white bone after another from his backpack.

"It's almost interesting!"

Bones alone are not enough; the pyramid also lacks some eye-catching facades.

Soon Xiao Yang began to take out larger bones from his personal backpack. These were not ordinary bones, but green, high-quality bones. Layer upon layer, each bone formed a small pyramid of corpses.

Xiao Yang nodded in satisfaction at the scenery he had created.

After thinking about it, Xiao Yang did not stop.

He took out a bunch of miscellaneous things, including zombie entrails, gold coins found in the dungeon, tin candlesticks with intricate patterns, some books whose contents he couldn't understand, and the bone fragments of the skeleton killer.

It’s just to top up the amount, there’s nothing left to sell.

Everything was ready, and a curious area of ​​flesh, blood and bones appeared in the corner of the trading area. Xiao Yang squatted miserably behind the curious stall, and Xiaogu squatted beside him.

One person and one bone eagerly waited for customers, and Xiao Yang's stall career officially began.

During the stall period, there were actually quite a few people stopping in front of Xiao Yang's stall, but what they valued was not the things Xiao Yang placed in front of them, but the small bone next to Xiao Yang.

His eyes were burning as he stared straight at Xiaogu.

"Are you selling this follower?"

Every time this happened, Xiaogu would suddenly become alert and secretly grab the dirty corner of Xiao Yang's clothes.

However, Xiao Yang's attitude was very firm. He refused directly without any pause or hesitation, even though the other party kept raising the price.

On one occasion, an undead player in a black robe even offered Xiao Yang a sky-high price of one million spirit coins, but Xiao Yang still refused without any hesitation.

You know, Xiao Yang had just thought of selling the Pot of Greed, but he had never thought of selling Xiao Gu.

Small bones are not a commodity.

(End of this chapter)