Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races: I Have a Billion Times Crit System

In one day, the first hidden post sold over 600,000, and the second hidden post only sold 400,000.

However, after reading it, the fans of the martial arts forum's own account [Kick Nirvana and Punch the King] startled Chen Xuan, with a full 2 ​​million followers. It seems that several recent hot posts related to the secret realm have brought him a large number of fans.

The 1 million yuan was mentioned in the account. Today is another day of encouragement with my sister. Just in case, Chen Xuan brought tens of thousands of cash on him.

Make an appointment with your sister to meet at home.

Chen Xuan's house is a house of several hundred square meters located not too far from the city center.

If you can buy a house around the 5th ring road, Chen Xuan's family is also considered a middle class. It's a pity that my parents took a few big brothers to the secret realm 5 years ago and never came back. Even having a huge house in the air could not change the poor life of Chen Xuan and his sister.

Later, the two did not want to face the empty courtyard, so they both moved to the dormitory and never came back.

Coming to the house early, Chen Xuan began to clean up. After cleaning, my sister also arrived.

Looking at the clean but empty courtyard, Chen Totou's eye circles immediately turned red.

Chen Xuan knew that his sister missed her parents.

"Sister, don't worry, it's been reported on the news, the little world where my parents went. I just cut off contact temporarily. There is no news yet, indicating that my parents are still alive and can definitely come back safely." Chen Xuan comforted road.

"Well, we will definitely see my parents! I must practice hard, and I will go to the small world to find my parents." Chen Toutu wiped his tears and said firmly.

Chen Xuan reached into his trousers pocket and took out the red envelope that he had prepared for a long time. Two thousand yuan was sealed in the red envelope: "Sister, brother has made money recently, so I will send you a red envelope."

Wow....and red envelopes.....thanks bro! "Chen Toutuo was really distracted, and she suddenly became happy. She hadn't received a red envelope from her family for many years.

Chen Xuan is also very satisfied, just two thousand yuan can make his sister happy, why not do it.

Just then, the system prompt sounded suddenly.

[Ding, the host sends a red envelope to trigger a crit, and the crit multiplier is 25 times! The amount of cash issued by the host * 25 times]

Chen Toutuo's hands sank, and she held a thick red envelope in her hands, feeling at least a pound or two.

Surprised, the red envelope suddenly became heavier.

Opening the red envelope, Chen Toutuo took out five stacks of cash in surprise.

"Brother, when did you become so rich, and you sent me a red envelope of 50,000 yuan, are you so rich now?" Chen Toutu looked at Chen Xuan excitedly, his eyes full of adoring little stars.

Hiss... At this time, Chen Xuan took a deep breath.

Sending a red envelope can give a crit.

I was really going to send 2,000.

This time it's good.

The 50,000 you just took is gone.

Nothing left in the pocket.

Damn system.

I couldn't help thinking secretly in my heart: This system looks dull and honest, is it possible, or is it a black belly? ?

But looking at Chen Toutuo, who was crazy with joy, Chen Xuan stopped the pain in his heart, slapped his swollen face and said, "Just be happy, my brother is rich, and I will send it to my sister in the future."

......

"Brother, how can we go shopping in the street today!"

With his purse bulging, Chen Toutuo wanted to go to the street stall that he had always wanted to go to play.

"Okay." Of course Chen Xuan followed his sister.

There is a street of street stalls, the whole street is full of small stalls, there are many handmade, snack stalls, toy stalls, clothes sellers, and even a lot of weapons and equipment, medicine pill stalls, grocery stalls, and even some from the small world. Some unidentifiable gadgets brought out of the Wanzu battlefield are also sold.

Chen Xuan took his sister's hand and strolled around with great interest.

He is always cultivating hard, and it is rare to come out to enjoy the fireworks of the world!

In front of a stall selling conventional medicine pills, Chen Xuan stopped.

The stall is full of conventional low-level medicinal pills, most of which are Qi-enhancing pills. After some bargaining, Chen Xuan spent 196,000 yuan to buy 200 Qi-enhancing pills at a 9.2% discount. Gave it to my sister.

For low-level medicinal pills such as Qi-enhancing Pill, the pill recipe and production process have already matured. Whether it is a large store or a small stall, the quality is almost the same, so there is no need to worry about buying inferior products.

"Little sister, keep these Qi boosting pills and use them when you practice." Chen Xuan instructed.

"Brother, why don't you?" Chen Toutuo was very happy, but he was a little puzzled when he saw that Chen Xuan gave all the medicinal pills to himself.

"Brother has been suppressing cultivation recently, and it will take some time to cultivate." Chen Xuan explained.

Chen Toutou's talent in martial arts is extremely poor. With the help of 200 Qi boosting pills, he can probably improve his forging level by two.

If a martial artist with general talent needs only 100 Qi boosting pills, he can reach the 10th level of body forging. My sister's talent is not much stronger than herself.

Oh, what about poor talent, my sister of Chen Xuan.

Even if it's a worm, I'll give her a pill to drink Jackie Chan!

With the system by his side, Chen Xuan is very confident.

But....although in theory, taking drugs can always improve the realm, but the supply of advanced medicinal pills in the later stage is in short supply, and it is difficult to buy. Moreover, the drug-addicting martial artist did not enter the natural martial arts cultivation base. After reaching the Royal Air Period, it is difficult to make further progress, and the growth rate is too low.

"Forget it, my three-patterned azure pill, which can improve martial arts talent, I'll give it to my sister when I go back. My sister's cultivation talent has improved, and I can worry less about it." He looked like a bird snuggling up to his body. Next to Chen Toutuo, Chen Xuan made a secret decision.

Three-pattern Qingluan Dan, which he originally planned to keep for himself. The fourth-grade medicinal pill contains a lot of Yuan force. After taking it, it transforms the foundation of the martial artist, and the Yuan force overflows the body, which will immediately raise a certain cultivation realm.

Chen Xuan still has to suppress his cultivation, so he cannot take it.

Coming to a grocery stall, Chen Toutuo looked at all kinds of bizarre gadgets with interest. Lan Yingying's pottery pots, black bay leaves, and small pottery figures like clay fired.

The stall owner was a middle-aged bearded man. When he saw someone standing in front of the stall, he immediately greeted him warmly: "My stall is full of treasures, all brought from the small world. Which one do you two like?"

Warriors who step into the small world never return empty-handed. Sometimes they bring back all kinds of strange things. Some of them seem to be small daily necessities of foreign races, that is, they are rare and not worth much money. There are special hawkers who buy this "unknown product" and sell it at a high price in the market, which can always deceive a few people who have never seen the world.

Chen Xuan greeted the panel secretly.

Looking at Lan Yingying's pottery pot, the price marked by the stall owner next to it is 10,000.

【Yingzuren clay pot】

[Daily necessities; Material: Yingzu, a kind of pottery clay commonly used by Yingzu people. 】

[Function: to hold water. 】

Chen Xuan was amused for a while. He wanted to sell 10,000 for a bucket of an alien race. This stall owner is really black.

Then look at the black Bayeux.

【Bay Yeh of Yingzu】

[Writing supplies; Material: Euipei leaves, a writing material commonly used by Yingzu people. 】

[Function: to carry text. 】

A piece of torn paper is actually priced at 25,000...

Chen Xuan was speechless and completely gave up the thought of picking up leaks.

There is an old saying, from Dongzhan to Xijing, what you buy is not what you sell.

Just as she was about to pull her sister away, she glanced at the corner of her eye, and she was holding a three-legged cauldron to watch with great interest.