Wenren Sheng walked between the stalls, only glancing over them now and then.
Little Illusion, on the other hand, was thrilled, looking at this and that.
After inspecting them, she offered all sorts of critiques. "This gun won't do. It can't even pierce my skin. Not buying it."
"This outfit looks nice, but it can only be worn for three days."
"This black cat is pretty cute. I can take it back to keep Little Crow company. It'll keep him entertained for a week."
The stall owners' faces darkened.
Several customers who had been gritting their teeth, ready to pay with Miscellaneous Source Crystals, immediately turned and left without looking back after hearing her remarks.
Why would they listen to a Little Girl?
Of course, because they were players. And in their eyes, Little Illusion was clearly at the very top tier—bright, blazing red.
When someone like that said something, even if it was false, you had to treat it as true...
They walked along, leaving a trail of rejected goods behind them.
Eventually, Little Illusion stopped at a stall. She grabbed Wenren Sheng's hand and refused to let go, pointing at something on display. "I want to buy this."
Wenren Sheng lowered his head and looked at the stall.
It was an ordinary long table, dark brownish-black in color. On it lay a piece of ore glowing with seven-colored light.
A sign hung before it: "Illusion God Stone, ten Second-Class Source Crystals. No bargaining."
Many people had already gathered around it, but no one could afford the price. They only made way when Little Illusion appeared.
The stall owner, meanwhile, was looking down at his phone, acting utterly indifferent.
"So this is the famous Illusion God Stone? I heard equipment and weapons made from it come with Illusion Arts