After I lost my job, I started to get rich from plane trading.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the rising sun shone into the window sill, and the bright and even dazzling light forced Su Nianwei to wake up.

Ever since she learned that the condition for upgrading was the number of transactions, she asked Luoluo to try and divide the items from one transaction several times.

After being discovered and warned by the system, she only had the number of transactions left before the upgrade. She had no interest in connecting to the new dimension for the time being, so she started to mess up.

She would shop around for a certain treasure every day and place an order when she saw something she liked. Anyway, with the small gold bars given by Kan Shang and the jade found by Luo Luo, she had never been short of money.

Finally, when she was tired of watching, she put down her phone, touched a super-large strawberry grown by Luoluo from the space, and ate it.

The sweet and sour juice spread in her mouth. She finished the apple-sized strawberry in a few mouthfuls, and then took out another one.

Sure enough, big things like strawberries are delicious to eat.

While Su Nianwei was eating, he expressed his approval for the nth time for giving the seeds to Luo Luo.

It's a pity that it can't be sold... No! It can’t be sold in this plane, so she can find a plane where it can be sold!

Just when Su Nianwei had this idea, she suddenly remembered how busy she was before and finally took a break. Forget it, let's keep showing off. She lay back again and assumed a paralyzed posture on the sofa.

It's just that her arrogant thoughts are destined to not be satisfied. Because, Mo Qinglan made a request for a second story trade.

The second story Su Nianwei was going to tell him was Kuafu Zhuri.

"After Pangu created the world, various tribes flourished. In the northern wilderness, there lived a group of giants. Their leader was called Kuafu, who led the tribe to fight against the harsh natural environment and natural disasters. This year, the sun was scorching and the land was chapped..."

This time she was well prepared, assuming in advance the questions Mo Qinglan might ask, and even made a list of questions and wrote the answers.

Seeing that Mo Qinglan was recording, she didn't interrupt, quietly got up and made a pot of fruit tea. Seeing Mo Qinglan raise her head, she gave him a glass.

Mo Qinglan had the experience last time, so he was not in a hurry to drink it. He sipped it in his mouth and slowly experienced the taste.

Su Nianwei was a little curious, so she asked him: "Compared with the last tea, which one do you like better?"

"I think it's all good. When I was a child, I would have liked this very much." Mo Qinglan raised the cup in his hand.

"Would you like some fruit tea too?" she asked.

"I think it's good. I'm quite satisfied with your products, no matter what

Is it the story or this. But it would be great if you could provide me with more good stories. "Mo Qinglan just finished listening to the story and was quite interested.

"I have a lot of good stories! If you want it, be prepared to pay. If it satisfies me, your story will be indispensable." Su Nianwei was also very relaxed at this time, half joking and half serious.

"Of course, but now, I need your help. For example, how big are these giants compared to normal people? Why do they grow so big? What was the background at that time..." Mo Qinglan began to ask Su Nianwei for details.

Fortunately, she was prepared. None of Mo Qinglan's questions were outrageous. She had guessed most of them and was prepared. There were a few questions that she didn't have answers for yet, so she made an appointment next time, waiting for her to check the information and ask the teacher before giving the answers.

As for the items being traded, the two of them also agreed to send them through the system after the problem is solved next time.

After cutting off the communication, Su Nianwei began to look up information. In addition to ancient books that generally related to stories, she also borrowed an account from a classmate who stayed at school and searched for many papers to read.

However, this is not a long-term solution. She has to find a way...

Here, Mo Qinglan began to sort out his thoughts during this period. It was actually only more than two months since his last game world was first launched.

In that game, he had a relatively complete world line through Su Nianwei's story, and his unprecedented style of painting won the love of many players and made him famous.

It's not that he doesn't want to continue to improve the game, it's just that he received news from the Game Designers Guild. Two months later, the game selection will be held, and game designers who want to participate need to launch new games during this time.

If you can enter the top 100 on the list, you will have the opportunity to obtain star certification, put your name in the guild hall, and be noticed by everyone. This was an opportunity he couldn't ask for, and he couldn't let it go.

He had been preparing for several days in advance. If the trading system hadn't forced him to leave the nutrition warehouse when he was connecting, he would have been lying in the nutrition warehouse to contact Su Nianwei.

As of today, he has not rested for more than ten days. He relies on the medical cabin to recover forcefully and then continues to enter the game.

At this moment, he felt a little tired, but his brain was strangely in a state of excitement. This was inspiration! Don't let it slip away!

He grabbed a handful of tea leaves and chewed them in his mouth. The familiar bitter taste spread on the tip of his tongue and began to have some particles. He began to feel energetic. He raised his hand to write and draw on his main brain memo...