Listening to the noisy sound in the radio channel, Song Jian touched his chin and said in his heart: "This Earl Qian Dahai is the place where I just entered the game? I remember that I was in Building 6, very close to Building 9 that the Earl mentioned..."

Thinking of this, Song Jian was immediately excited. The value of a thousand Doomsday coins can only be regarded as a small fortune. The skill book "Sword Point" is priceless, involving the profession of "Sword Immortal".

The sound on the radio lasted for a long time before it gradually became quiet. Song Jian heard that many people were preparing to go to the Zombie City to find the blue jade necklace that Earl Qian Dahai said;

"It seems that this sword immortal profession should be a very powerful profession!" Song Jian said, touching his chin;

"My main mission this time is to obtain a combat profession. It would be great if I could obtain the profession of Sword Immortal..."

Thinking of this, Song Jian immediately decided to go to Xinyuan Community to search for the blue jade necklace mentioned by the earl;

"Master, welcome you back. I have some news about fighting professions..." Felix felt Song Jian's arrival and slowly woke up from his sleep;

Before Alex finished speaking, Song Jian's figure had disappeared in the manor;

Looking at Song Jian's back, Alex was speechless. After a moment, he sighed and slowly closed his eyes.

...

Xinyuan Community is only separated from Song Jian’s manor by a Camel Square. Now in broad daylight, there is no monster in the square. Song Jian easily passed through the square and came to Xinyuan Community;

Entering from the dilapidated gate of Xinyuan Community, Song Jian looked around and looked for Building No. 9 while whispering, "Building Nine, 16th Floor, Donghu, the password is ****"

Earl Qian Dahai made all the information public on the radio. Anyway, he would only take out the reward if he gave him the blue jade necklace in the end.

There are many players who use Xinyuan Community as a gathering place. Song Jian even saw that there were five or six players setting up stalls around a dilapidated flower pavilion in the center of the community;

Each of them had a black cloth in front of them, with all kinds of materials on it;

Seeing Song Jian coming, the people who set up stalls suddenly showed an expression of excitement on their faces.

"Brother, come and see, I'm all good things here..." someone greeted; others also looked expectant.

Song Jian glanced casually and found that it was all low-level zombie materials;

"How to sell the zombie kernel?" Song Jian asked casually at a zombie kernel.

"This, the explosion rate is very low, one for ten doomsday yen." The young man who set up a stall touched his nose and said;

"It's too expensive, it's a little cheaper. I'll ask for all two doomsday kos!" Song Jian said;

"Two, too few. I killed fifty or sixty zombies and exploded so much..." The boy hesitated;

"If you sell this thing to the store, you will get you at most one Doomsday Kill. I have doubled it for you. If you don't sell it, then forget it." Song Jian made a move and was about to leave;

"Hey, brother, I also have zombie cores here, I will sell you two doomsday coins!" A middle-aged man in his thirties next to him quickly stopped Song Jian and said;

Song Jian took a look and found that there were only three zombie cores on the middle-aged man's stall; he took out six doomsday coins from the parcel and handed them over;

"Okay, you get it!" The middle-aged man happily took the doomsday money and handed over three zombie cores;

"Hey, I said Uncle Wang, you are so unauthentic. I'm talking to this brother..." The boy next to him said with some dissatisfaction.

"I said dog, don't you look at this big brother?" Uncle Wang looked at the boy next to him with disdain and said, "This thing is not valuable at all. What can it be worth by a first-level mutant zombie? Look at everyone's stalls, who doesn't have a few zombie cores. If there are too many things, it's not valuable. This big brother can give two Doomsday coins one, and he is already a kind person!"

"But, this thing has a very low explosion rate..." the young man murmured in a low voice;

"No matter how low the explosion rate is, you can't stand the number of first-level mutant zombies. You don't even look at how many mutant zombies are in this ghost place..." Uncle Wang advised;

"Zombie core, one of two Doomsday coins, I will receive all of them. If you want to sell them, you can trade them with me!" Song Jian said lightly;

Li Keer's casino is not open yet, and players don't know where to use the zombie kernel to gamble; in the casino, a zombie kernel is equivalent to one hundred doomsday kos;

"Okay, this big brother, I'll sell you two doomsday coins too!" The boy called the dog was a little embarrassed and handed all the eight or nine zombie cores on the stall to Song Jian;

"Okay, my little brother is good. You can keep any zombie cores you have in the future. I will come here to collect them often in the future." Song Jian said with a smile;

Soon, several people who set up the stall sold all the zombie cores on the stall to Song Jian;

"This master, can you tell us what the use of this zombie core is?" A young man in his twenties, his eyes flashed and he shouted to Song Jian;

"Sorry, this is a trade secret!" Song Jian glanced at him and said lightly;

Then, Song Jian collected some low-level materials for cooking and refining, and each piece was two doomsday kosher. After a round, Song Jian continued to walk towards the ninth building;

"Hey, brothers, what do you think this master needs so many zombie cores for?" The young man looked at Song Jian's back and asked in a low voice;

"What can I do? This thing is not worth eating, and it is not worth selling. The lowest-level monsters can fall. What do you think can be used for?" The middle-aged uncle looked at the young man with disdain and said, "I said the flower shirt ghost, you should still focus on killing monsters and upgrading. Don't make any mistakes. If you die here, you will really die..."

"Don't worry, Uncle Wang, I know it!" The flower-sold ghost waved his hand and said indifferently;

Seeing Song Jian turn around and disappear, the flower-shirt ghost quickly put the things on the stall into the parcel bar and chased Song Jian;

"This kid is going to die again!" Uncle Wang spat hard on the ground and said with contempt;

"Uncle Wang, don't worry about him. People like him are all smart and use their intelligence on evil ways. Sooner or later, knocking down the iron plate!" someone next to him persuaded;

"Hmph, if we weren't watching us all come in, who would care about his life or death!" Uncle Wang frowned and hesitated for a moment, finally put away the stall and said with a worried look: "No, I'm going to look at him. If that master gets angry, he will really lose his life!"

After saying that, Uncle Wang also chased Song Jian in the direction of leaving;
Chapter completed!