I Can Bring In-game Items Out-Chapter 64: Steamed Buns Are Not Proper Food

Chapter 64

It was only by evening that Small Knife felt he had almost recovered, no longer feeling like his body had been drained dry.

"I’m fine now." Small Knife came out to greet everyone, had dinner together, and then practiced martial arts.

This training session was remarkably effective; in a short time, he actually felt hungry again?

And yet, his childhood friends were still practicing martial arts and hadn’t even exhausted their dinner yet.

Deep in thought, Small Knife extended his hand, and as if by instinct, his entire body’s blood ignited, with faint, almost imperceptible blood-red threads condensing on his fingertips.

Just like that, he felt his body was a bit overdrawn, so he quickly stopped.

The game was incredibly realistic, and he had mastered the method of burning blood to condense and extract Blood Qi, which could now be directly used in reality?

When a large number of players reach Level 30 and master the method of extracting Blood Qi, it will probably cause a huge sensation.

Shaking his head, Small Knife didn’t think too much about it. After all, such a realistic game is obviously black tech, which has already sparked a lot of sensational theories among players, but does it really matter!

When the time comes, things will take care of themselves; it’s not something he needs to worry about.

Small Knife held a puppy and tucked it into his Personal Space.

Entering the game, he opened his eyes to find Xiu’Er already holding eggs and waiting.

Small Knife immediately took out the puppy.

"This one is for sale." Seeing Xiu’Er’s eyes fixed on it, Small Knife quickly said, as her Skill Bar was full of pets. Even so, some still seemed to be in a wild state.

However, they were very much like pets and all listened to Xiu’Er.

Seeing Xiu’Er nod obediently, not planning to raise it herself, Small Knife finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"If you want, I can bring you more."

"Yes, in the future, raise more chickens, the kind that lay eggs, not pets." Small Knife added another line.

After eating and drinking, the in-game appetite was five or six times greater.

Calculating this way, he didn’t realize until now, it seemed that two or three hundred experience points were no problem.

Feeling quite energetic, Small Knife checked his own Status; surprisingly, the weak status hadn’t completely disappeared.

Forget it, he wasn’t in a hurry to practice martial arts and directly rode Black King to set off.

Soon he arrived at the cave.

Old Witch saw Small Knife and was taken aback, saying, "Not bad, you actually understood the Power of Blood Qi, and became a glorious Combat."

Notification: Congratulations, you have become a Combat, and receive the benefit of purchasing a Bone Knife with ten thousand Bone Coins.

Note: This is a one-time offer only.

Small Knife smiled, not paying attention, instead looking at other items.

Sure enough, after becoming a Combat, many things that once needed to be exchanged for achievements could now be directly purchased, like the Blood Spirit Potion, one bottle costing a thousand Bone Coins.

For example, Limit-Breaking Potions could all be bought with Bone Coins.

As for the price, does Small Knife need to care!

There were quantities listed above, the more precious items had fewer quantities, which made Small Knife thoughtful, but there was no rush now, as other players were still far ahead in Level.

Afterwards, Small Knife made various purchases and then left the cave in large strides.

Once out of the cave, he rode Black King racing home, and along the way, he saw surprisingly few players.

"Brother Dao, wait!" Small Knife was stunned because the one calling him was that Golden Leg, Young Master Dai, and he was alone, without any entourage, which was really rare.

But when it came to big spenders, Small Knife still stopped.

"Brother Dao, hehe, let’s discuss this, could you sell me a pet at a discount?" Daisa smiled, with even a hint of flattery.

"There’s really no way to discount this thing." Small Knife waved his hand.

"Alright then, I’ll buy one, um, as fierce as Black King?" Apparently not good at bargaining, Young Master Dai painfully nodded and asked.

After all, three million, for someone like him, was a massive expense, something he couldn’t even gather a few months ago.

"I guarantee both the breed and quality; if you want it, pay me first." Since there was business, Small Knife was still quite amiable.

Young Master Dai gritted his teeth! It’s estimated there aren’t many such pets; this guy must have gotten a whole litter.

Act fast or lose the opportunity.

Notification: The player in front of you transferred to you 3,000,000 Real Coins.

Small Knife laughed; indeed, extorting rich people was the right choice, though initially, this price was just something he said in jest, feeling a bit like holding out for a better offer, but now it became a fact, a standard price.

"I knew it." A cold laugh came, it was Brother Low-Key, who also came alone, panting heavily, with sweat all over his head, catching up had been difficult.

Today, a large expedition went hunting, organizing a massive gathering of players, and Young Master Dai had first sent the prey back. Brother Low-Key found it suspicious.

So, he hurried over.

"Received the money, come and get the goods tomorrow." Small Knife couldn’t be bothered with the quarrels between the two.

Competition was a good thing.

"Brother Dao, I also want one." Brother Low-Key quickly shouted, a bit worried it would be gone.

"Pay first, three million, no bargaining." Small Knife didn’t stop; he only slowed down a bit.

"No problem." Brother Low-Key’s heart was bleeding, but since Young Master Dai bought it, thankfully there’s still one, and he absolutely couldn’t be without it. Otherwise, what would other players think, Supreme Gang would get overshadowed by the Heaven-Reaching Gang.

That was absolutely unacceptable.

Notification: The player in front of you transferred to you 3,000,000 Real Coins.

"Come get the goods tomorrow, need to bond on-site." Small Knife’s mood was wonderfully pleasing.

Six million in hand.

"Brother Dao! How many do you have left?" The two subconsciously asked at the same time.

Waving his hand, riding the flashy mount Black King, he galloped off into the distance.

This question, naturally, wouldn’t be answered.

He couldn’t very well say an infinite number.

Young Master Dai and Brother Low-Key looked at each other.

"We can’t have internal strife, definitely can’t give Next-door Wang Ma an opportunity." Young Master Dai sighed and spoke first.

"Then why did you come alone to have it all to yourself?" Brother Low-Key sneered.

"I just wanted to earn a little bit of money from Next-door Wang Ma; it doesn’t affect our brotherly collaboration, you should understand, we are different from Next-door Wang Ma."

Brother Low-Key also fell silent. Among regular people, they were Second Generation rich, but nothing in their circles, just illegitimate sons, forced to compromise, having suffered hardships, without status.

Next-door Wang Ma, however, was different, the sole heir of his family, spoiled by his mother, not understanding compromise.

"Money is evil, what do I need so much money for?" A cheery Small Knife thought about how to spend the money on the road, but couldn’t come up with anything.

Suddenly, money didn’t feel so satisfying.

"Safety first, safety first, Er Gouzi, don’t let me down, your mom, dad, and big brother owe me a life-saving grace, you have a complete and happy family with my help."

Muttering, Small Knife kept only one million and transferred the rest away.

Notification: Small Knife left you a message, "My safety depends on you."

Er Gouzi, who was in the game, shivered, awakened from the noise, having been busy all day with something for a benefactor, he was drowsy in the game at night, falling asleep.

The sudden message startled him awake.

"Resentment! This kid has me pegged, knowing I’m a handsome guy who repays kindness and has clear grievances." Er Gouzi shook his head.