Banshee Circus

The two of them wandered around the market, where all sorts of miscellaneous goods were on display.

There were clothes and trousers made of linen and leather.

There were straw sandals, leather shoes, and even wooden shoes.

Yang Bo looked at the shoes on his feet. They were a pair of leather boots, old equipment the Sheriff had given him.

As for the bow and leather armor, Yang Bo normally did not take them out.

However, the shoes on his feet were already very old and had not been maintained, so they looked quite worn-out.

I never noticed it before. When I get the chance, I should buy this clone a good set of clothes and shoes, Yang Bo muttered inwardly.

There was also an area dedicated to selling food. There was Black Bread, white bread, and yellow bread.

Black Bread was made by grinding grains and wheat into flour without sifting it.

White bread was made from the fine flour left after sifting.

Yellow bread had eggs added to it.

As for Honey Sugar Cake, Yang Bo felt it was basically honey cake, just not as attractive as modern versions.

Yang Bo bought two pieces, giving one to Adam and one to his own character. After all, controlling this clone was hard work too.

What a waste, Adam muttered inwardly when he saw Yang Bo buy a piece for his own character as well.

Then Adam began taking small bites.

"You people over there can't use neural access when you play this game. You're missing out on a lot of the fun," Adam said as he ate the sweet, fragrant Honey Sugar Cake, which filled his mouth with the scent of flowers.

"You weren't saying that when you were fertilizing the garden."

"Why are you so annoying? Why would