Initiating a Plant Revolution in the Otherworld

Chapter 84 Hot Pot Reservation~ (Please recommend tickets)

"How much is this bed sheet?"

"15 copper coins."

"Where is this quilt?"

"20 copper coins."

"Two add up to 10 copper coins, can you sell them?"

???

"Little girl, don't amuse me here. The price is more than 10 copper coins. Are you exaggerating in bargaining?"

Nora squatted in front of a booth, and Ron stood behind, not trying to interfere.

The vendor looked at Nora like an idiot, feigning anger on his face.

Nora snorted coldly: "Don't think I don't know, the things here usually cost no more than 10 copper coins, so you just raised the price randomly because we are dressed well?"

"I used to hang around here, you know the details, can you sell 10 copper coins? If not, I'll find another place."

The vendor knew the market when he heard it, so he mumbled a few words and "reluctantly" sold a set of bedding to Nora.

Nora picked up the sheets and quilt without too much trouble, turned around to look at Ron, and raised her head with difficulty: "Manager, I've bought it."

The two walked around Chengdong Street for more than half an hour, and Nora bought herself a new set of clothes and shoes.

Now I bought a new set of bed sheets and quilt covers, plus the previous ramen money, it only cost dozens of copper coins in total.

Not even a silver coin.

It can be said that he is quite diligent and thrifty.

Ron put his hand on the quilt and put it into his system backpack.

"Anything else to buy?"

"No more, I plan to buy these." Nora shook her head, then asked curiously, "Is there nothing the store manager wants to buy?"

"Oh... yes." Ron was stunned for a moment before he realized that he said he wanted to come with Nora yesterday because he said he wanted to buy something too.

Of course, this was just an impromptu excuse for dating Nora.

But he actually had something to buy.

"Is there a pot selling pot around here? It's better to have handles on both sides, and then a bigger one."

"Eh?" Nora was stunned for a moment, not understanding why the store manager bought the pot, but she still said, "Yeah, I know where it is."

"There is also an iron stove, the kind that fires at the bottom, and you can put the pot on it. It's best to be about the height of the dining table in our living room." Ron said again.

Nora probably understood what the store manager meant, and immediately led him the way.

Ten minutes later, Ron put the pot and iron stove into his backpack with satisfaction, paid the money and left without haggling.

Nora looked at the few silver coins thrown by the store manager to the street vendor, and she was still muttering as she left: "The store manager doesn't want to bargain, so I can help, at least half of them can be cut off..."

Ron laughed and shook his head, not arguing with her about it.

He still has tens of thousands of gold coins lying in the gold depository, so he doesn't care about this.

You can't spend too much money, so why waste time on bargaining.

If it weren't for the cute way Nora bargained before, he would have paid for her directly.

But considering that this was the first time Nora had used the wages she earned from the store to buy something, he didn't interfere.

The little girl had a lot of self-esteem, and Ron reckoned that if she paid for her, it would only make the other party unhappy.

"What does the manager buy these things for?" Nora followed behind Ron, stretched out her hand timidly and continued to grab his clothes, and asked curiously.

"I plan to get it in the store. After I think about it, I can eat hot pot in the future." Ron laughed.

It's late autumn now, and winter is coming soon.

At that time, the snowflakes are fluttering outside the window, and the north wind is blowing.

He and Nora sat at the dining table, boiled lamb around the stove, and ate hot pot in unlined clothes. Isn't it beautiful?

"What is hot pot?" Nora was at a loss.

"It's just putting uncooked food in a pot of boiling water, and eating it while cooking..." Ron said, "I can't explain it clearly. You'll know when I get it done in a few days."

At this moment, the voice of the system sounded in Ron's mind.

System: "A Tier [-] assassin is in front of the host."

Ron's heart trembled suddenly.

Is it finally here...

After hanging out with Nora for so long, he almost forgot about it.

Hearing the system's prompt, Ron also confirmed one thing again——

Webster was indeed lying.

The only Tier [-] assassin is still alive!

On the way back to the store from the Magic Academy earlier in the afternoon, he was not attacked by an assassin, but now this sixth-level assassin appeared again.

Perhaps when Webster shot to kill the other two fifth-tier assassins, the sixth-tier assassin didn't notice.

As a result, he saw Ron leaving the Magic Academy alone in the afternoon, but he didn't notice the aura of the other two colleagues, which made him vigilant, so he didn't act rashly?

Ron settled down. For safety's sake, he stretched out his left hand and held Nora's little hand.

"Eh? Shop... shop manager..."

Nora Teng blushed, a little panicked, but she didn't pull her hand back, and finally fell silent.

As the system indicated that the assassin was getting closer, Ron took Nora to a small stall and ordered two cocoa cakes.

"You wait here until the cake is ready, I'll go buy something to drink." Ron let go of Nora's hand and warned with a smile.

"……Um."

Nora felt a little lost when her little hand lost its warm grip, and then she felt ashamed again.

Nora stood obediently in front of the stall, watching the vendor making cocoa cakes on the spot, occasionally looking at Ron's back.

Ron actually left a few meters away and bought two glasses of juice from a vendor next to him.

After confirming that the assassin was coming straight towards him, Ron felt a little relieved.

Although the system has guaranteed the absolute strength of vitality, when being attacked, Ron still hopes to stay as far away from Nora as possible, so as to prevent the assassin from affecting Nora.

But right now, the assassin was approaching behind Ron.

His disguise technique is superb.

If it hadn't been directly exposed by the system's dimensionality reduction attack, then even Professor Hicks, who is also at the sixth level, would not have been able to discover the assassin's assassination intention if he hadn't used screening magic in advance.

From the surface, the assassin's face is very ordinary, about thirty or forty years old, walking on the street with a posture of wandering.

He was holding a candied haws he just bought from the stall in his hand, and walked forward aimlessly while eating.

When he was close to the target Ron, the candied haws were just finished.

Picking his teeth with the wooden pick, he came to Ron's back.

The pitch-black vindictiveness clung to the wooden stick, and the assassin sneered in his heart, and was about to hand out the wooden stick and stab it into Ron's back.

then.

He found himself unable to move.

The vitality in the body seems to be pulled away, and it seems to be crazily absorbed by something in the body.

The legs couldn't move forward, and something seemed to grow out of the soles of the feet, directly puncturing the soles of the shoes.

The wooden stick in his hand fell to the ground.

He clearly saw that his hands were slowly becoming stiff and dry.

Branches grew out from the palm of the arm.

The assassin's face was terrified, but he couldn't make a sound.

"what!"

The crowd around screamed.

People scattered like birds and beasts.

Flushing Street Diary: In the afternoon, I changed the litter box for the cat, washed the litter box, cleaned the cat climbing cabinet and litter box, swept the floor, mopped the floor, bathed the cat, and almost finished the process...

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