My father has the appearance of an emperor

Chapter 97 I Sell It to Myself
After entering the room, Jiang Chen took a quick look around.

I picked up the oil paper bag from the bed, opened it, and saw that it was exactly one thousand yuan.

Qinghe Sanren is relatively trustworthy. The key is that the price he asks is not high. After all, this kind of transaction depends entirely on the other party's self-consciousness - if you ask for less, the other party will be an honest, trustworthy and modest gentleman; if you ask for more, the other party will be a treacherous and despicable villain.

Character and price are directly linked.

After receiving the money, Jiang Chen looked around the Night Messenger's room to make sure that this guy didn't leave any good things.

Damn it, how come you can’t develop such a good habit of randomly throwing your treasures around?
Just as he was about to leave, Jiang Chen noticed a card box on the bedside of the Night Messenger.

Does Nightbringer have the habit of playing cards?

I haven't heard of it.

Jiang Chen picked up the card box and found that it was made of wood. The cards in the box were made of wood veneer, about thirty cards in total.

But the above content is obviously wrong.

"Energy conservation and emission reduction? Strength enhancement? Critical hit? Huh? Card-type props?" Jiang Chen was surprised.

There are many props in Chaos Realm, including a kind of card props, which are usually used to give yourself a buff, which is the so-called temporary enhancement, but most of them are primitive items. After all, they fight with pure muscle strength.

If Jiang Chen happened to have a card enhancement effect when his characteristics were fused, then that effect could be fixed on him and become his basic ability.

Pity!
At this moment Jiang Chen looked at the card carefully and confirmed that it was just an ordinary wooden card and not a real prop.

To put it bluntly, counterfeit and shoddy products.

The question is why did Nightbringer make some wooden cards that are similar to props?

After thinking for a while, he put away the card box and left the room. After leaving in ghost form, he went straight back to the association.

Arriving at the association, he walked towards a small building nearby, which was specially used to identify various special props that the system did not provide guidance for.

Entering the appraisal room in the building, Jiang Chen stood in front of a large, quaint and strange mirror. It was one meter tall and embedded in a frame inlaid with jewels, exuding a strange and gorgeous atmosphere.

At this moment Jiang Chen took out the card and said, "Mirror, mirror, tell me, what is this?"

The mirror was filled with mist, and countless faces were distorted in an instant, changing all the time. A deep and unidentifiable voice rang out: "One dollar."

"Pay."

Magic Mirror: "A handicraft made from the craftsman's discipline, with the potential to become a special item."

Craftsman?
Jiang Chen understood.

There is also a commandment for craftsmen, requiring them to make a handicraft every day. After being cultivated, these handicrafts have a certain chance of becoming special props. It depends on what you make. The more awesome the thing, the smaller the chance of becoming such a prop and the greater the cost.

The Night Messenger chose the simplest card item.

No wonder this thing is placed at the bedside.

It's not really a special item, but it has the potential to be one.

Jiang Chen asked: "What is needed to make it a prop?"

"A dollar."

"Pay."

"As long as it's good and valuable, it's fine. The specific effect depends on the corresponding attributes. The better the quality, the more achievements you will make."

That's it.

Jiang Chen touched his chin and took out the blood demon's remains.

He hasn't used this thing yet: "What about this?"

"A dollar."

"Pay."

"You can use it. Just sprinkle the blood from the stump on the card. You don't need too much."

“How much is not too much?”

"A dollar."

"Sister, you are a little greedy."

On the magic mirror, the mist suddenly stopped, and a surprised girl's face suddenly appeared, with innocence and curiosity: "How do you know I'm your sister?"

Jiang Chen smiled: "One dollar."

Magic Mirror: "..."

Ten minutes later. Following the guidance of the magic mirror, Jiang Chen used up the blood demon's remaining limbs and evenly smeared the blood on the card.

As dots of red light appeared, all the blood gradually disappeared, leaving only the cards emitting bright colors of varying luster.

Jiang Chen took out the card, looked at it, and said: "This one is useless... This one works... This one is useless... This one works..."

It seems like you take one and I take one.

After a while, Jiang Chen had sixteen cards left in his hand.

Intermediate bloodsucking attack*4: When attacking the target, a life absorption effect is generated, which lasts for sixty seconds.

Intermediate Life Recovery*3: Restores life, available during combat.

Intermediate Blood Tide*2: Attack with an additional bleeding effect that lasts for ninety seconds.

Intermediate Hemostasis*3: Stop bleeding quickly, cancel all physical continuous damage, last for seconds.

Intermediate Blood Armor*2: The blood lost when injured can form additional armor, which lasts for one hundred and eighty seconds.

Intermediate energy saving and emission reduction*2: Reduce the consumption of characteristic energy after use.

Jiang Chen understood. Since he was promoted using the remains of the Blood Demon, the cards he awakened were mostly related to blood and life.

Good.

The most important thing is that the cards left by the Nightbringer are all intermediate cards, and their effects are relatively strong.

These things in the Chaos Realm are generally divided into low-level, intermediate, high-level, top-level, semi-artifact, pseudo-artifact, and artifact level. Things like the shovel that Jiang Chen got before are all low-level, and the system is too lazy to even give an evaluation.

Wait, you’re a level 5 ordained person, and you’re only getting intermediate cards?

You are really a loser.

Jiang Chen ignored the fact that the Blood Demon's limbs he gave were not of good quality, and just felt that the Night Messenger was so useless that it couldn't be any more useless.

Jiang Chen said to the magic mirror: "Don't tell me about my coming here?"

"A dollar."

"Fuck you, I just stole something from the Night Messenger, so what? Criminals still talk about human rights?" Jiang Chen rolled his eyes: "I don't believe anyone would ask you this."

"But I can take the initiative to say it."

Jiang Chen said happily: "Pay!"

As he walked out of the appraisal building, he saw the little fairy Iris flying back with an engineering shovel, which circled over Jiang Chen's head and fell into his hand.

The peculiarity of the goblin is that it can control a weapon to fly and is invisible before its first attack.

Jiang Chen thought about it for a long time and finally developed her function: tracking!
I don't attack, I just track.

At this moment Jiang Chen asked: "How is it?"

The little goblin said excitedly: "He ran away! He was killed once by Qinghe Sanren, and died twice for violating the rules. I know where he is hiding, let's go and kill him!"

His tone was fierce, like that of a mountain king.

Jiang Chen rolled his eyes: "Are you crazy? A level 5 ordained person, even if he still has a breath left, I can't deal with him. Forget it, don't even think about it."

The goblin sighed, "That's a shame, this guy must have a lot of good treasures on him."

Jiang Chen thought about it and said to himself, "I can't kill it, but keeping it will also be a disaster. Wait, can the music box be used again?"

The goblin looked at him and said, "He already knows that he has been bewitched by the music box and is on guard. If you go again, he might resist you."

"That's right." Jiang Chen said in distress: "How about selling his whereabouts again?"

But if he sold it to Qinghe Sanren, he probably wouldn't give such a high price. After all, he already knew who stole his things, and Jiang Chen didn't want Qinghe Sanren to capture the Night Messenger alive.

"Wait! Why do I have to sell it to Qinghe Sanren?" Jiang Chen's eyes lit up: "The Ordained Association is also looking for this guy, can't I sell it to the association?"

The goblin thought about it and nodded: "Well, I think it's okay. By the way, who is in charge of this?"

"Oh, it's Lu Fei, Hong Ling, and..." Jiang Chen suddenly got stuck, his face became strange: "I... Am I not in charge of this?"

He looked at the goblin: "I sell it to myself?"

The goblin was delighted: "Great, then you can openly ask for a high price!"

Jiang Chen laughed: "We can also kill that guy openly and eliminate the trouble forever!"

(End of this chapter)