808: C808 Coca-cola for Magical Equipment

C808 Coca-cola for Magical Equipment

"Yes! "There's only so little luck inside," Wang Yao said. How can people like us who have no talent or background compete with those sect disciples?"

Hearing these words, Zhao Feng completely gave up on his thoughts. A man should know his own limitations. Under these circumstances, none of these people living here had any thoughts.

He was a newcomer who did not even know the surroundings clearly. What ability did he have to participate in this? The entire world would not revolve around you.

He thought it through. After figuring this out, Zhao Feng sighed. He turned his head to look outside the window and looked at the life in the Underworld.

On the street, there were many cars and cars. All kinds of things that made people laugh were happening right in front of their eyes.

The main reason for these things was that those demonic beasts that had taken human form but didn't understand the principles of the human world could always create all kinds of interesting things.

However, Zhao Feng did not dislike it. Instead, he was watching the movements below with interest.

At this moment, An unexpected situation suddenly occurred.

On the way, a man dressed in brocade clothes walked among them, followed by a few servants.

They kept teasing the beautiful women on the way. Although they were flirting, they didn't take advantage of them. At most, they just said a few words, which made those women coquettishly pout.

She didn't know what was going on. Maybe she felt it. Someone was looking at him. Suddenly, that person shifted his gaze to Zhao Feng.

"Who are you? You are wearing weird clothes. Come down for me."

Zhao Feng was stunned. He could be targeted like this?

The clothes he was wearing were different from this place. It was natural. He came from the mortal world, so his clothes were obviously different from those of the Underworld.

"So it's you? Hurry up and get down here. I suspect you're a spy from the Ghost King City."

Hearing these words, The faces of the people around him changed, and they looked in horror at the young man in embroidered clothes.

They knew very well what kind of person this youth was, but they never thought that he would actually put such a big hat on the head of a stranger.

Ghost King City's spy, was this hat so easy to wear? Those who had this label were all scared out of their wits now, not a trace left in this world.

The surrounding people all hid themselves, afraid that the young man would notice them and put on such a big hat.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Feng knew that he would not be able to go down even if he did not want to.

It was very obvious that those who were associated with the word 'spy' didn't have a good identity. If they were in the Ancient Martial World, he could still rely on his cultivation to escape.

But now, this was the Underworld, the young master in luxurious clothes... The servants behind him were all at the Foundation Establishment stage. Where could he run to?

He got up and walked out of the restaurant, arriving in front of the youth.

Before Zhao Feng could speak, the young man asked, "Where did you come from? Tell me honestly, did you bring any local products from your place? If I am satisfied with what you took out, I will spare your life."

Zhao Feng felt it was funny when he heard this. He did not expect that the other party had set his eyes on him because he wanted some local specialties.

After thinking for a while, Zhao Feng took out a few bottles of drink from his storage ring.

This was something he had prepared in his storage ring and had yet to finish drinking. Right now, it could be considered a local speciality.

"What are these? How do I drink them?"

Zhao Feng took out a can of coke made of iron. The young master had obviously never seen this kind of thing before. He looked at Zhao Feng curiously.

"There is a zipper on it. It will open as soon as it is pulled. The water inside is the specialty of my hometown."

The young man opened the can and took a sip carefully. He had been harmed by these local products many times in the past.2

Among the local specialties he had obtained, although there were many interesting things, there were also many dark cuisines. He had suffered quite a bit in this aspect.

However, after he took a sip, his eyes immediately lit up. He lived in the Underworld, where did he taste coke?

To him, this was nothing more than a novel experience.

Very quickly, a bottle of coke disappeared.

"Is there any more local specialties like this? I'll exchange the treasure with you."

After saying that, he took out a magic treasure and placed it in front of Zhao Feng.

To be honest, Zhao Feng had seen rich people, but he had never seen such rich people. A can of coke for a piece of magical equipment. If those cultivators in the mortal world knew about it, they would probably go crazy!

Zhao Feng shook his head. "It's gone. This thing is very precious even in my hometown. I only have one bottle."

There were only two bottles left in his storage ring. He didn't know when he would be able to return to the secular world. When he was homesick, he could take it out and reminisce about it. He could taste the taste of the secular world.

He didn't lack magical equipment, so there was no need to exchange them with him.

Hearing Zhao Feng's words, the young man sighed with pity. He threw the magic treasure into Zhao Feng's hand. "I'll give this to you. It can be considered a local product of yours."

After saying that, he left with the servant behind him.

Zhao Feng stared at the young man's back and shook his head. He really did not expect that the people of the Underworld would be so heroic!

Putting the magic treasure into his storage ring, Zhao Feng found a clothing shop and prepared to change into a new set of clothes.

As usual, since he was targeted by others because of the clothes this time, there was a possibility that he could do so next time. As a newbie in the Building Foundation Stage, it was better not to attract attention.

The clothes of the Underworld were similar to the clothes from the ancient times. After Zhao Feng bought a set of clothes, he looked very much like someone born and raised in the Underworld. At the very least, no one would be able to tell at a glance.

Although this place was called the Underworld, in Zhao Feng's opinion, it was a place similar to the Ancient Martial World. However, the people here were a little higher than the people of the Ancient Martial World.

In the Ancient Martial World, he could do whatever he wanted, but in this place, he could find someone on the street. Perhaps, his cultivation base was higher than his.

At this moment, two women walked in, "Senior Sister, after entering the secret realm, you will have to stay for a whole month? How should we pass! "

"What else can we do? Just endure it. It's not easy to enter the secret realm once. A rogue cultivator with no background can't even squeeze their way in. This is also an opportunity. Don't complain."

Zhao Feng sighed in his heart when he heard the words of these two people. This world was truly wonderful. A secret realm that a rogue cultivator couldn't even break his head into. These sect disciples actually thought that it was a troublesome matter.

If these rogue cultivators heard this, who knew how they would feel? They didn't know how the others would feel. In any case, Zhao Feng was in a sour mood right now.

Just as he was about to leave, a fireball flew toward Zhao Feng from an unknown direction. Zhao Feng tilted his head and dodged the attack.

The fireball hit the shop behind him.

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