Spire Game: My cards are all forbidden divine skills

Time always flies when you recover your health.

Don't be fooled by the fact that it takes one or two days to fully recover your health each time.

But in reality, Chen Mo didn't just lie down and rest for the past day or two; he still had a lot to do.

Besides waiting for his health to fully recover, Chen Mo also needed to memorize notes, read the chat in the trading market, and even occasionally go out to check the situation and scout ahead.

None of these steps can be omitted. If you don't take notes, you might encounter an unfamiliar problem and end up failing miserably.

The monsters inside the Soul Tower aren't to be trifled with. Like those skeletons that will turn their backs on you and launch a sneak attack, underestimating them will only get you killed. You must understand the situation beforehand, just in case. Chen Mo already learned this the hard way with the treasure chest monster, but luckily his intuition saved him.

A man's intuition can sometimes be quite accurate.

As for not reading the chat in the trading market, that would be foolish.

At this point, the chat that Chen Mo could see was mostly from people who had survived to the second floor.

Although most of their conversations were rather mundane, or rather, mostly about the "nutritional value" of food, they would occasionally discuss the situation on the second floor.

For example, some people have discovered that the skeleton monster's immortality ability can actually be interrupted.

In other words, you don't need to actually kill the skeleton twice; you only need a Purify spell to interrupt its immortality and prevent it from resurrecting.

This tactic works not only on the skeleton minions but also on the Skeleton Hammerman. Although they lost three people before finally killing the Skeleton Hammerman, the information they gained was worthwhile. They were willing to sell all the information about the Skeleton Hammerman in exchange for gold coins, cards, or potions.

The intelligence includes the Skeleton Hammerman's health and skills, as well as countermeasures, and the asking price is at least fifty gold coins.

Surprisingly, some people actually inquired about the price and tried to negotiate a discount.

This situation means that intelligence is really valuable, especially intelligence about elite monsters.

Chen Mo could certainly do that kind of business too. Moreover, his intelligence was not only based on personal experience, but also corroborated by his notes, making it far more credible than others.

After careful consideration, Chen Mo finally decided to sell at the same price as others.

Going too low would be cutthroat competition, ultimately harming yourself; going too high might mean you wouldn't be able to sell. Matching prices is best, as it also reduces a lot of trouble. Furthermore, Chen Mo had already set rules for himself: First, never start selling as soon as you enter a new floor. Second, the information you sell must be somewhat confidential, not perfectly accurate. Third, you absolutely must not sell information that others are not selling.

These rules are all to prevent others from guessing that they have strategy guides and notes.

Who knows how many "smart people" are still alive? Being targeted is never a good thing, especially when you might encounter other people on other levels.

Making money carefully and cautiously is the way to long-term success.

After thinking it through, Chen Mo posted a message in the trading market. Unlike others who traded everything for information, even food, Chen Mo clearly stated that he prioritized cards, followed by potions.

I possess complete intelligence and hardcore killing skills.

Waiting for customers, those who are willing will take the bait.

Chen Mo sends a message every hour, since the trading mall doesn't limit the number of times it can be sent, and various trading information is refreshing the panel like crazy.

After waiting for about a day, someone finally came to inquire about the price and initiate a transaction.

Chen Mo naturally chose to accept; this kind of business with no capital was the easiest to do.

However, when Chen Mo saw the trader appear, he frowned slightly. He recognized the man; wasn't this the bald man who had threatened him before?

The bald man was also stunned when he saw Chen Mo, but he did not choose to close the transaction directly. He just gritted his teeth and stared at Chen Mo.

Chen Mo could tell his general situation just by glancing at the scenery around him.

"You got chased into the underground pit by the skeletal hammer-wielding hand, didn't you?"

Chen Mo smiled as he looked at the bald man.

The bald man was taken aback: "How did you know? You... never mind, just sell me the information cheaply, quick! I won't hold the cigarette thing against you last time."

Chen Mo's smile widened. A dying man was trying to negotiate with him?

"I'll take it to heart!"

Chen Mo was about to hang up when he finished speaking.

Upon seeing the change in Chen Mo's expression, the bald man quickly called out.

"Don't hang up, don't hang up. Okay, I'll pay you. I'm out of gold coins, how about cards? I have cards! You have to tell me how to kill the Skeleton Hammer Hand, or how to get rid of him first."

Chen Mo knew exactly what card he was talking about; it was the Greatsword Attack card.

The white card isn't even a chicken rib; it's pure chicken butt.

Chen Mo said slowly, "Not enough!"

The bald man gritted his teeth. "Kid, don't go too far. Isn't one card enough for one piece of information? Don't think you're the only one selling information!"

Chen Mo narrowed his eyes: "Then you can buy it from someone else. Why bother talking to me? It's not because someone else doesn't want your broken card, but only wants gold coins and food, is it?"

The bald man's face was so muscular it was almost contorted into a knot, and Chen Mo's words undoubtedly hit a nerve.

Yes, others also dislike his cards. For most people, these extra large white cards are useless except for clogged hands and taking up inventory space. Not everyone knows about idols. And not everyone can use cards effectively without wasting them.

Others prefer to buy gold coins and food, which are the real necessities for survival. Cards, especially low-quality ones, will be sold at a discount.

The bald man couldn't produce any extra gold coins; he didn't even have enough for his own needs. Asking him to contribute gold coins was absolutely out of the question; providing extra cards was the only thing he could accept.

"Two cards, two cards should be fine, right? You wrote it yourself, so we'll take priority for those cards."

The bald man then took out another "attack card," which was also a basic card.

Chen Mo gently shook his head: "For others, two cards are acceptable, but for you, I'm sorry, you need three. You definitely have one defense card left. Did you kill someone else to get that card?"

"Kid, you trying to extort me, huh?!"

"If you won't change it, then hang it up!"

"You... switch, switch now, but you must tell me half the information first."

"Sure, one card in exchange for one piece of information!"

Chen Mo refused to budge an inch, and the bald man could only grit his teeth and accept it.

Chen Mo naturally started by mentioning the Skeleton Hammer Hand's immortality ability. This was the most basic information.

Then comes health points, and other skills!

After Chen Mo finished speaking, he had obtained the three cards. Of course, Chen Mo left something out: he didn't tell the bald man about one skill: the Skeleton Hammer Hand's full-force strike and its armor-piercing ability.

Let the bald man experience it for himself.

"What's the solution? How do we kill him?"

The bald man was still asking questions when he heard about the Skeleton Hammer Hand's other skills, and he was already sweating profusely, probably knowing that he really couldn't win.

Chen Mo concluded, "Kill? That depends on whether you have powerful cards. A blood-trading strategy is good. If you don't have powerful cards, then learn from the dog!"

After saying that, Chen Mo hung up immediately.

The so-called "learning to be a dog" does not mean learning to bark like a dog, but rather learning to crawl through holes like a dog.

Chen Mo's advice was absolutely invaluable.

Of course, whether the bald man can understand it or not is up to him.