AWB Chapter 640 Buying the Embryo
Chapter 640 Buying the Embryo
In the end, this 16-skill Bisha boy embryo fell into Feng Jun's hands. The price Feng Jun offered was not low at all, and he directly offered a high price of 800,000.
Eight hundred thousand, this is real RMB, not fantasy coins.
This can almost be said to be a very high price. After all, this Viśva boy is just an embryo and has not yet been trained. If the training fails, then this embryo will be completely wasted.
In the past Fantasy Westward Journey, apart from Di Ting, the highest transaction price for a Bisha boy embryo that Feng Jun knew of was just a boy embryo with seventeen skills and the Secret of the Pure Platform.
The initial transaction price seemed to have been fixed at 55. When this price first appeared, it attracted the attention of all players of Fantasy Westward Journey.
And now with this restarted version, with more players and fierce competition, Feng Jun still has to spend 800,000 yuan to get this baby.
[Dreamlike Xiaoqi]: Brother Jun, you have to be careful with this embryo. It is still a bit difficult to leave behind the secret of the Pure Platform with this embryo with sixteen skills.
[Prosperous, Wuhen]: Well, don't worry. I still have a little confidence in the book, but I have no plans to do it now. By the way, have you received any special beast scrolls recently? I want them no matter what kind of special beast scrolls, especially the Shenma Fuyun.
[Dreamlike Little Wonder]: Brother Jun, it is not so easy to collect special beast manuals now. I have only collected a few so far. I will give them to you when I have collected more. By the way, Brother Jun, why did you collect the beast manual of Dragon Soul? In the current version, there is no room for the use of endurance. Dragon Soul is a skill that is almost useless.
[Prosperity, No Trace]: I didn't say I wanted to do any magic, I wanted to do some listening.
[Dreamlike Little Wonder]: Listen carefully? Could it be that you, Jun, have invented a page-turning listening function?
[Prosperous, Without Trace]: We did get one, but there is no beast manual, and we haven’t started training it yet.
[Dreamlike Xiaoqi]: Awesome, Brother Jun, I suspect that you are Aunt Wang’s illegitimate son.
[Prosperous, without a trace]: Get lost.
Feng Jun was not in a hurry to teach this Bisha boy a lesson. After all, the beast manual was not ready yet. Such a Bisha boy not only needed a special beast manual like Shenma Fuyun, but also the "Good and Evil Will Be Rewarded" card if possible.
This time, Feng Jun did not plan to give this baby a special skill of forest bird. To be precise, the skill of forest bird was indeed necessary, but in terms of quantity, Feng Jun thought that only one or two would be enough.
At least at this stage, Feng Jun still has no plans to prepare so many baby forest birds.
"The Good and Evil Horse should be almost done. Compared to the suit, the Good and Evil Beast Secret should still be obtained. This way, at least it will be much more stable." Feng Jun looked at the embryo in front of him and said calmly.
Looking at the brand new boy with sixteen skills in his backpack, Feng Jun was filled with joy.
However, although he got such a boy, Feng Jun's summoned beasts were still much worse. So far, he only had three good embryos.
A Nuclear Weapon Di Ting with sixteen skills, a Preserved Egg Jingtai Miaohua Tiannv with fourteen skills, and the Jingtai Tongzi in front of him with sixteen skills.
No matter which of the three summoned beasts appears in the world, it will cause a sensation.
However, these summoned beasts are still in the embryonic stage. They don’t have any summoning beast skills, and their levels haven’t even been raised to level 180.
"Take it slow. The summoned beast still needs time to settle. Fortunately, there is still a long way to go before the next Martial God Arena." Feng Jun said after a moment of hesitation.
Taking his eyes off the Bisha boy, Feng Jun continued to work. He took out ten level 160 weapon bodies from the warehouse and then began to look for a stall to forge them.
To be honest, Feng Jun was still envious of the special simple artifact that Mr. Sanmao showed up that day. It was a very explosive weapon, but unfortunately, Mr. Sanmao would not sell such a weapon.
Look, without any delay, the ten weapons have been forged. As the pictures of the magical weapons disappear one by one, the ten weapons have also been identified.
"Why is there no special one? Where is my special one?" Feng Jun muttered in frustration.
"621 damage, 689 hit rate? If this weapon is used exclusively, who knows what kind of damage it can achieve?"
"It's useless. 571 points of damage."
"This one is also pulled. Although the damage is good, it doesn't have a double bonus."
"It's a piece of junk, it's useless."
The attributes of each weapon appeared in front of Feng Jun, but it was a pity that among so many weapons, there was not a single useful weapon.
All ten weapons were rubbish of little use, which made Feng Jun quite helpless.
"Forget it, let's go eat. The show will start soon after dinner. I don't know if the four of them are back." Feng Jun shook his head and said.
Shen Lin'er, Fu Yubing, Wang Ziyan and the leader of the rich women gang are still staying in Feng Jun's house. The four women stay together and stroll around happily every day.
Just like today, the four girls went out early in the morning, leaving Feng Jun at home.
After a simple packing, Feng Jun rode his electric scooter to the fat man's tobacco and liquor store.
As soon as I entered the store, the fat man was still sitting in front of the counter as usual, happily playing on the computer.
"Uncle Feng, you're here." As soon as Xiao Mingyuan saw Feng Jun, he ran to Feng Jun on his little feet.
"Haha, come here, why do you feel fatter again?" Feng Jun picked up Xiao Mingyuan and said happily to the little guy.
"I'm not fat, Daddy is fat." The little guy said in a baby voice.
"Haha, yes, your father weighs almost 200 pounds, and his belly looks like he's pregnant." Feng Jun said with a smile on his face as he looked at Zhao Zhiheng standing aside.
"Brother Jun, you shouldn't be so mean, I have already lost ten pounds recently.
"Brother Jun, can you help me with some advice? You're luckier than me. I got a few monsters, but they were either wild or giant turtles." The fat man looked at Feng Jun and scratched his head.
"Don't play anymore. If you play probability with Aunt Wang, you might lose a lot of money." Feng Jun said, giving the fat man a blank look.