Interstellar Strongest Omega

The streets of Demar in the morning are not deserted. People like Lan Yu, who are bent down for life, are already busy.

Lan Yu wrapped her coat tightly, looked around the street, and searched for places to work, such as armor repair shops, clothing stores, pharmacies, etc. There are all kinds of shops.

He even saw a beautiful foot shop...

What the hell is this?

Lan Yu, don't open your eyes and pass this store. He is a top alchemist after all. If his nose is accidentally stinky, he can't tell the quality of the medicine by smell. Although there are no tools for refining medicine yet, But no matter what, it can be regarded as a unique skill.

After looking at it for a while, Lan Yu realized that he was looking for a job to pay off the loan. As a top pharmacist, he naturally knew a lot about medicine. He planned to find a pharmacy and see if he could earn a fortune selling prescriptions.

But the people in this place don't seem to be very knowledgeable. The doctor in the pharmacy pointed at it with a needle: "Where did you come from, making a fake prescription is like lying to me? Get out, you are responsible for eating dead people?"

The person who was lying on the bed with half of his butt exposed waiting for the injection also mocked: "I'm crazy about money, just write a few herbs and put them together to make a prescription, and I will do the same."

The doctor inserted the needle neatly, and the person on the bed hissed.

After the injection, the doctor continued: "Young man, it's not good to daydream, go quickly, don't disturb my business."

Lan Yu: "..."

Lan Yu had the urge to snatch the needle. How could he have suffered this kind of humiliation, but earning money is the most important thing, so he should find someone who knows the goods.

This time, Lan Yu was more rigorous and smarter. He showed that he had studied this trade and had a lot of experience.However, all those who have studied medicine in the entire Icefield Planet are from the Jialan Military Academy, so the doctor asked him to show his identity certificate. If he was from the Jialan Military Academy, he might be able to test the prescription.

"This is my identity certificate." Lan Yu was overjoyed, and immediately took out the professional admission notice that he just received yesterday, and patted it on the table generously.

A pockmarked face next to him who came to buy medicine looked at him curiously.

When the doctor saw the words on it, he raised the needle unceremoniously: "Are you fucking kidding me again? What kind of prescription are you selling to me if you are a violent maniac? Get out, or I will give it to the teaching office of your school." Call and complain that you are obstructing my business!"

The students of the humanoid fighting machine project, because of their strong combat ability, they have another name in the eyes of the public-violent madness.

Lan Yu, who had run into a wall again, didn't want to bother with the title at all, and his mood couldn't be expressed in words: "..."

Lan Yu looked at the prescription in his hand and suddenly wanted to eat it.

Clutching this torn paper, Lan Yu searched for several stores, but the results were almost the same. There was even a fierce doctor who started calling the teaching office's public phone number after reading his student ID card...

Lan Yu found that there was no improvement at noon, and he spent a lot of money instead. He saw a pharmacy selling silver needles, and he paid all of them. This is a good thing that can save people and kill people. It can be used as a life-saving weapon. Meeting that bastard He Sen crippled him with one shot.

Lan Yu held a large handful of silver needles, and counted them very patiently. Just this handful cost him [-] star coins. Because these things are hard to find in the interstellar world, ten star coins are worth one piece. There should be a thousand of them.

But after counting, Lan Yu found that there were only 998, and he was cheated of [-] star coins!

Lan Yu's heart ached in an instant, and he spent a lot of his savings before earning money... He sighed melancholy, his stomach growled again, it was time for him to spend money again in advance.

Lan Yu knelt down to life, he casually entered a small restaurant, and ate lunch with a broken heart.

Halfway through eating, a short and fat middle-aged man sat across from him, he laughed twice, and said warmly: "Little brother, I have been observing you for a long time, you have amazing bones, great luck, and a bird that wants to make a lot of money." heart!"

Lan Yu paused while eating, and looked warily at the flamboyant middle-aged man. He had the impression that he met him at the second shop.

The pockmarked face is really unforgettable. He was almost suffering from intensive phobia. The mouthful of rice that Lan Yu held in his mouth was either spit out or eaten, but finally he swallowed it with difficulty, and opened his mouth hesitantly. : "Do you have a way to make money?"

The smile on Mazi's face grew wider: "Of course, the kind that can cost 20 yuan in the blink of an eye."

20?

Sky-high price!

Afterwards, Lan Yu felt that it was not normal. It was either ducks or organs that were so expensive, and his face tensed up instantly.

"Don't be so nervous, as long as you move your hands, you can make money." Mazi rubbed his hands together and said.

If it doesn't involve being a duck or selling organs, you can think about it. Lan Yu put down his chopsticks: "How do you do it?"

Pockmarked face stretched out two fingers, raised his eyebrows and said, "20 yuan for a game, it's guaranteed to make a profit, come on?"