I am doing live streaming in the original [system]

[(private chat) Mumu Mumu: Is there any other way? ]

[(private chat) host Wu Mo: I don’t know]

Seeing the three words I don't know, I endured the spark that was about to go out in my heart, and full of expectations, I took pictures of the puppets I made and sent them over.

[(Private chat) Mumu Mumu: Anchor, so am I doing this for nothing? ]

Wu Mo looked at the pictures sent by the other party, clicked on them, and then silently looked at the simple turtle carved by himself in his hand.

[(Private chat) anchor Wu Mo: If you can find an alternative special energy, maybe you can]

[(Private chat) Mumu Mumu: What kind of energy can the anchor replace]

Muzi asked impatiently.

[(private chat) anchor Wu Mo: I am not from your world, how would I know]

After Wu Mo replied, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't replied to Grizzly last time, so he asked the system to call out Grizzly's private chat with him.

[(private chat) The world is so big, but I am so irritable: anchor, anchor, I succeeded, thank you for the animal skin of the anchor, my family position is finally six-point sure. ]

[(Private chat) The world is so big, but I'm so irritable: The host doesn't have any extra liquid, can I buy more credits?The anchor will reply after seeing it]

Think about it, Wu Mo replied:

[(Private chat) Anchor Wu Mo: I can sell you some spiritual liquid, not much, and I won’t cheat you. You should check the price outside. Originally, I didn’t plan to sell spiritual liquid in the store. Because I don't have much left,

For the sake of you supporting me all the time, I will give you a [-]% discount]

According to the barrage sent by the audience in the live broadcast room every day, it can be concluded that the bid for 'Stone Emulsion' seems to be very high outside. For the worst ten years, the previous bid was as high as 1000 million, not to mention, Wu Mo for so long No more shipments.

In the case of such scarcity, the bidding price can only be high but not low.

But now Wu Mo still wants to trade Centennial Stone Emulsion with Grizzly, not only to upgrade the Plane Mall as the system said, but also to earn trading coins to buy some things, in case of emergency under special circumstances.

…………

With the name of a local tyrant [Crafty] Polar, he is really in a good mood these few days. I heard that the old man liked the animal skin he presented at the old man's birthday banquet last time.

In addition, as soon as he got home, the manager of the old man came to give him an order, saying that "Green Star" should be watched by him for the time being.

You know, the green star is a natural star, needless to say huge profits.

The most important thing is: Green Star is his family's first property.

In this way, asking him to help look at the 'Green Star' naturally has another meaning.

That is to say: no accident, the next patriarch will be him.

Thinking of the ugly faces of his brothers when they heard the news, Polar would wake up from a dream with laughter.

Thinking of the anchor who helped him the most this time, he ran up to reward some credits, and sent two messages to the anchor, but these two messages seemed to have disappeared for a long time, and he didn't reply for a long time. When the anchor refused in disguise, a private chat message was sent over.

He didn't even think about opening it quickly. After seeing the real anchor's reply, Polar was really relieved.

Look at the content again, [-]% off?How many?He hurried to check the latest price of Charing Liquid.

At first glance, the bidding price for a small bottle of decades-old ingredients was as high as 5000 million, and there was also a small bottle of century-old spirit liquid, but there was only a price and no goods, and it was as high as [-] million! ! !

Even though Polar was rich and a local tyrant, he was quite frightened by the price, and even slid off the luxurious imitation leather chair.

Just that little bit! ! !

But he still has to buy it, not only to buy it, but also to buy expensive and better quality hundred-year spirit liquid!

Because a brother did not know where to get a bottle of spiritual liquid, and he has been showing off in front of a bunch of friends for the past few days, and said that he plans to give it to the old man at the next family dinner.

Although he was sure that the old man would not kick him because of this trivial matter, he still felt a sense of crisis in his heart.

Isn't it [-]% off?He could afford it, thinking about it, he turned on his signal, checked the movable credits on his hand, and replied to the anchor.

[(private chat) The world is so big, but I am so irritable: good anchor, I listen to you, but how much can the anchor shoot? ]

The host Wu Mo quickly replied:

[(Private chat) Anchor Wu Mo: 10 bottles of psychic liquid with more than ten years of ingredients, and one bottle of 5000-year-old psychic liquid. As far as I know, the outside bidding price for more than ten years of ingredients should be as high as [-] million, and there are [-]-year-old ingredients as high as [-] million ? ]

Polar, who originally thought he could still take advantage of the anchor, suddenly felt like a balloon with its skin punctured.

[(Private chat) The world is so big, but I am so irritable: Hey, the anchor really understands]

8000% off, ten bottles, that is 8000 million credits, plus [-] million credits for a bottle of [-] years, a total of [-] million credits.

Polar just sat back on the chair, and when he calculated the price, he was so frightened that he lay on the ground and couldn't get up.

Slowly, I need to slow down, holding the handle Polar and stroking my little heart.

Although he tipped so much every time, he always tipped with his pocket money. He was really shocked when he first heard the sky-high credit.

Hey~

[(Private chat) Anchor Wu Mo: What?Do you still buy it? ]

Polar turned his eyes blankly and clicked on it. After seeing the news, he subconsciously replied "buy".

After he finished replying, he realized what he had posted, and waved his hands anxiously, "I'm not, I'm not this, alas, why do I owe you?" He slapped his hands.

Come on, die and die!

He turned on the signal to contact his assistant, and after connecting, he instructed:

"Luna, check it out for me. How much is my movable asset now? Just count it as credit for me."

His assistant was sent by the old man. Every junior will have such an assistant to assist them, not to monitor, but just to prevent some people from causing trouble.

"Returning to the third young master, the movable assets can be converted into credit points, which can be worth 8000 million in total."

Polar, who was drinking water to suppress his shock, directly sprayed the water out of his mouth, "What's more than 1 million?" What should he do if there is so much difference?

"If you count the birthday presents your uncle gives you every year, the total is 5000 million. What's the matter with the third young master?"

Polar reacted and waved his hand, "No, no." It's still 3000 million short, where can I get it?

"If there is nothing else, then Luna will be off. Luna still has a lot of things to do."

"Wait." Pollal shouted, "Go and help me take that fur to the Interstellar Auction House. I want 3000 million credits, and I want it right away."

The opposite image, Luna, was very surprised, "Didn't the third young master always like that strange herb?" She even reluctantly gave it to the old man.

"Don't ask so much, I want it now, and you can help me convert all movable assets into credit points, including..." He paused, closed his eyes, and said without love: "Including uncle birthday present."

"... Luna said, Third Young Master, you will die a miserable death."

Polar stared, "Hurry up, I'm going to get 8000 million credits right now."

"Okay, third young master, wait a moment."

…………

Wu Mo waited for a while and no one replied, guessing that the person might have given up, sighed and ignored it, and glanced at the puppet, but there was no movement.He continued to engrave the tortoise in his hand, and suddenly thought of those few broken pages. Although the shaman did not teach him, he completed a few pages of shamanism.

Turning to the puppet art chapter, it is very good that there are records of how to do it.

The three pages were flipped through in the blink of an eye, and after reading it, Wu Mo looked at the turtle he had carved in front of him, let out a long breath, and burst out to the system with inaudible emotion: "What the hell did I do wrong. "

【Yeah?Congratulations to the host for finally finding out what he did wrong, let’s start over]

"Do you think it's possible?" Wu Mo gritted his teeth and said, do you think this iron wood is so easy to carve?

He did not choose the wrong material for the carving. It is also written in the Wushen Jue that he chose the strongest material, iron wood, which is very strong!

But there is a problem with the way he carves.

The Wushen Jue said that when carving, you should think about the appearance of the puppet in your mind, so that the carved puppet will be consistent with the image.

There is no problem with Wu Mo, he only carved it with the turtle in his heart.

The key is the latter. If you want a puppet to exert more powerful power, you need to cooperate with runes. It didn't say anything about runes, and then the witch god's art broke down again...

The key points are fragmented, what kind of trouble is this going to do?Could it be that his puppet mouse carrier will not be made?Of course it's impossible!

After thinking gloomyly for a while, it seems that he still needs to get the 'Level [-] Puppet Art' from the clan witch to deal with the emergency.

[Ding~ live broadcast account income credit points 8000 million]

"Hmm~" Wu Mo plucked his ears in disbelief, and the system opened the private chat interface for him without saying anything.

[(private chat) The world is so big, but I am so irritable: anchor, hurry up, I have already sent it]

Such a large amount was remitted in a blink of an eye, and I didn't think about what I would do if I didn't give him something?

Wu Mo shook his head, took out a few bottles from the space and put them in the trading space, and replied:

[(private chat) host Wu Mo: I sent it to you, take a look]

[(private chat) The world is so big, but I am so irritable: Thank you, anchor]

After Polar replied, he waited nervously for the arrival of the liquid. However, when he saw the black vortex on the upper left, before he could catch it, a person suddenly appeared in the room standing on the black vortex. below.

With a sound of "bang~", something hit the head of the visitor. When the visitor looked up aggressively to see what it was, there were several more "bang~, bang~ bang~"

All of them hit him in the face, and the visitor was a little dazed after being hit by this meal.

Polar secretly had a bad idea. He wanted to escape but was reluctant to part with the liquid, which cost him more than 4 million credits.

Thinking about it, he hurried over to grab a few bottles of spiritual liquid into his hands.

When the thing arrives, there are protective measures, and the outside is covered by a layer of white mist. The mist will only dissipate when it is in the hands of people. Otherwise, the bottle will be broken if it is so high.

Polar, who picked up a few bottles casually and was about to run away, was shocked by the roar of the people behind him before he moved a few steps.

"Polare, your skin is itchy, right? Tell me, why do you want so many credits? I don't understand why, you kid, see if I peeled your skin today."

The visitor looked at the thing in his hand again full of anger, thinking that he was the one who just smashed it, and he was about to throw it out when he was so angry. At this moment, Polar saw it and screamed:

"I'm an uncle~ Don't throw it away, don't throw it away, that's [-] million! Ahhh~" It was still a bit late, he hurriedly put the things in his hand into the space button, and then used Run to the bottle that was thrown out at the fastest speed in your life.

He didn't feel the pain when the jade bottle hit his face, he knelt on the ground and grabbed it in his hand with a smile. No wonder he didn't find the bottle of century-old spirit liquid, it turned out to be in his uncle's hand.

The bottle of the hundred-year spirit liquid looks similar to the spirit liquid bottle of more than ten years on the surface, but if you look closely, you can see that there is an inconspicuous pattern around the mouth of the century-old spirit liquid bottle.

Suddenly covered by a shadow above his head, Polar looked up guiltily, and suddenly saw his uncle's fire-breathing eyes and two moving hands that were crackling.

"What? [-] million? This thing...is fat!"

"I, I, I can explain, I can really explain..."