The equipment was finally sold out.

A total of 12,300 elves gold coins were obtained, and almost each elves provided about 200 elves gold coins. These elves were well equipped, but the price was not much, and most of them were discounted. However, the amount of more than 50 elves was piled up, and the amount was scary.

This also made countless professionals envious and jealous. Unfortunately, these are the gains of Yuan Chenfei's team and have nothing to do with them.

Holding these gold coins, Yuan Chenfei rushed directly to the next location.

It was a place for selling elves secret books.

Yuan Chenfei waved his hand and directly bought five secret books of the elves' cultivation.

These secret books are not expensive, the most expensive one is only 200 gold coins. If the human brain was not limited and he could not remember too much, Yuan Chenfei would dare to empty the entire bookstore.

After receiving the secret book, Yuan Chenfei sent it directly to all his friends around him: "Each person remembers one, and write it down after he goes back."

Xia Ning took it: "Where are the others?"

Yuan Chenfei replied: "I can't trust them."

Not everyone will be selfless. Even if those professions obtain secret scripts, they may only take them back to practice themselves. It is most likely impossible to dedicate them to all mankind.

So instead of giving it to you for free, it is better to just put these people around you.

Anyway, the five secret books are enough for humans to practice.

The five secret books only cost 800 gold coins, and there were more than 10,000 gold coins left. Yuan Chenfei directly chose to buy the Blood Soul.

"Why buy blood soul?" Xia Ning was puzzled: "If you can't bring the power of blood soul back, it's better to buy mythical equipment to improve the effect."

Moonlight City is purchased with mythical equipment. Of course, this is specially opened for human professions, and under normal circumstances there is no such thing.

Yuan Chenfei smiled and said, "Because we used it, they were gone."

The power of the blood soul cannot be brought back, but the blood souls sold by the elves are really made by them themselves and are placed in the store for the tasks of the gods. Moreover, since the power of the blood soul cannot be brought back, the price is ridiculously low. With only ten gold coins, under normal circumstances, it is impossible to buy at this price.

However, after confirming that the elves are the enemy behind the future human race, Yuan Chenfei considered the problem not only to strengthen himself, but also to weaken the enemy.

One thousand five hundred elf gold coins can buy 1,150 blood spirits.

These bloody powers cannot be brought back, but they are enough to affect the promotion of the entire elf clan for a period of time.

I don’t have it, and I want you to have it!

This is Yuan Chenfei's current thinking. Anyway, the hatred has become big, so Yuan Chenfei doesn't care about continuing to add hatred.

Sure enough, when Yuan Chenfei asked to buy all the remaining gold coins, the elf in the store was also stupid.

"There are not so many bloody spirits in the store," he said.

"Then I don't care, I'll buy so much bloody soul." Yuan Chenfei started to be unreasonable.

The elf had no choice but to say, "Should you wait a moment."

After a moment, an old elf came over: "Yuan Chenfei, all the blood and souls in Moonlight City are not so much."

"How many do you have?" Yuan Chenfei asked.

"Thirty-two."

"Are you kidding? I want 1,150 pieces! I suggest you go to other cities to mobilize them. Anyway, you have a tower area, right? You can teleport."

"Even the entire elves are not that much!" The old elves said angrily: "You also know that blood soul is a consumable, how can you keep so much?"

"Then you can adjust as much as you can." Yuan Chenfei insisted on the railway track: "I want it now. This is my right, right? By the way, it seems that I am still an authority. Even if it is not my right, I can ask for it."

The old elf glared at him angrily and left unwillingly.

Because of the teleportation relationship, the blood soul mobilization speed is very fast.

Two hours later, the old elf came back: "There are 862 blood spirits in total, all of them are here!"

"Eight hundred and sixty-two..." Yuan Chenfei whispered: "There are thirty-two cities in Moonlight. Except for 32, it is about 27. That is to say, there are only 27 cities in the elves? No, no, as a mission city, Moonlight City must have accumulated in advance. Other cities should not have prepared so many, so it is calculated at most one third. In other words, there are actually only about one hundred cities in the elves? Although it is a reason, the difference should not be large. If calculated based on a city's population of 50,000, the number of elves should actually not exceed five million."

The old elf didn't expect that a blood soul could make Yuan Chenfei calculate so much, and he was shocked.

Yuan Chenfei looked at his performance and nodded with satisfaction: "It seems that even if it is not the best, it is not far away."

He looked back at Xia Ning and the others: "From what the elf who was struck by lightning before said, it can be confirmed that the future invasion is definitely not a foreign race, but a large number of foreign races invaded at the same time. Not only that, there is a competitive relationship between each foreign race. Just one elf race has a number of five million. Based on this analysis, if we rely solely on human race to fight, we will never be able to block so many foreign races invasions. But the dead elf said that there was no idea of ​​destroying humans. Considering that the Gods Game has been carried out so many times and there are so many servant races, I think the future invasion of alien races should not be a clan invasion, but may be the invasion of each foreign race that has been limited to a certain force. In this way, the human race still has hope of preservation. But we are destined to be unable to retain all the land... I began to understand what the battle between the Paraks is."

Xia Ning and Hanmo and others were stunned when they heard this.

Yuan Chenfei said: "Tell me everything I say. If I die in tomorrow's competition, I will tell Fang Libo these words."

Xia Ning said, "You will not die."

The old elf said in a stern tone: "You will definitely die."

"Before you die, make sure the accounts are clear. 862 blood spirits are not enough. Let me say it again, what I want is 1,150! You still have 288 left for me."

"No!" the old elf replied: "You can only replace it with something else."

"I don't think you have room for bargaining with me." Yuan Chenfei curled his lips: "Mistra."

Mistera's voice appeared weakly: "Are you finished? You have already obtained a lot of this mission."

Yuan Chenfei smiled and said, "Are you saying that my previous analysis is correct?"

"That's your business, don't try to cheat me."

"It doesn't matter if you don't admit it. In fact, this kind of thing is not difficult to guess. What is difficult to guess is the more accurate data and execution methods. The most important thing is that all the guesses can be reported."

Mistera snorted, directly changing the subject: "The elves have indeed taken out all their blood spirits."

"But I have the right to continue to have a bloody soul, right? This requires permission to comply with the rules of the competition."

"In fact, this has not happened before, so there is no provision for this."

Yuan Chenfei smiled.

The mimicry competition has happened many times, but it is the first time that the alien race who performs the mission is taken away by the contestants and then uses all the resources to exchange for the bloody spirit that is destined to be impossible to take away.

After all, everyone is thinking about maximizing benefits, and the responsibility of mimicry competition is to cultivate everyone's own abilities rather than professional abilities.

Who would have thought that Yuan Chenfei, who almost killed all the elves who performed the mission, made such excessive demands?

But this is exactly what the gods like.

Yuan Chenfei said: "So, now I have entered the stage of my freedom and rights, right? I have the right to make a claim!"

"That depends on what the requirements are."

"Simple, just let the blood soul we bought be taken back."

Mistera was amused: "You think so well. The reason why Blood Soul is worth only ten gold coins is because it cannot be taken back by you. If you can take it back, you can't buy even a hundred gold coins."

"Then I have only one hundred and twenty gold coins, I want to bring them back." Yuan Chenfei said immediately.

He can beat snakes and sticks.

Misterla is no longer surprised: "Are you 115 pills? Although the price is still cheap, it is not impossible. Who told them not to be successful?"

"No!" Yuan Chenfei replied: "All these blood spirits are still ten gold coins each, and it doesn't matter if I can't take them back, but I have to exchange for the remaining money that I can bring back, which is 24."

"Are you crazy?" The old elf was anxious.

He could bring more than 100 pieces, but Yuan Chenfei only had 24 pieces.

Yuan Chenfei directly said, "I just want to clear your warehouse!"

The old elf was so angry that he could slam his whole body, but he could do nothing.

Misterra has said: "Agree! You will get all the blood spirits here, and after the mission is over, convert 24 blood spirits as your spoils, provided that... you are still alive."

"No problem!" Yuan Chenfei replied.

"Yeah!" Li Zhanjun and others spoke excitedly at the same time.

862 blood souls are a huge fortune. Even if they can only bring back 24 pieces, at least at this stage, their strength will soar.

After getting the blood soul, Yuan Chenfei directly gave Li Zhanjun, Xia Ning, Rouwa and Chu Liuyi fifty. With their current level, these blood souls are enough.

Siad and Chachai also divided ten pieces each.

The two of them didn't expect that they would have it, and they were both surprised and happy.

Yuan Chenfei said: "You helped me when you didn't return to the village. This is a thank you. I hope you can help you perform well in the next competition."

Then he gave Wu Chuwu again: "This is yours, although I have already paid me a reward before."

Wu Chu smiled and said, "Then give me more, anyway, you can't use that much, either, Boss Yuan."

"Sorry, I'm still useful." Yuan Chenfei refused.

Finally, Yuan Chenfei gave more than 20 professionals led by Han Mo three: "Thank you for your righteousness in Bugui Village. You have firmly established your principles and stood firm. This is my little intention."

Everyone happily accept it.

If a professional who has a farther relationship is out of his position, he will have no chance.

As a result, Yuan Chenfei still had more than 500 left in his hand.

Yuan Chenfei alone cannot digest so much blood.

Yuan Chenfei then turned to the old elf and said, "I want to meet you high priest."

The old elf replied: "The high priest will not see you."
Chapter completed!