Of course, the future was bright—but the bright future was still in the future.
At least for now, Xiao Yang was just a down-on-his-luck newbie player in God Game.
It didn't take long for Xiao Yang to realize this.
Especially when he discovered that if he wanted to enter the Myriad Worlds Trading Area again, he'd need to pay at least ten thousand Spirit Coins.
Spirit Coins were a supernatural currency introduced by God Game and gradually accepted throughout the Myriad Worlds.
Because God Game in his plane hadn't fully launched yet and was still stuck in a bizarre, half-activated state, many of its features were missing. Material recycling, dungeons, daily quests, and all sorts of other things—Xiao Yang hadn't gotten to enjoy any of them.
Those were the main ways newbie players earned Spirit Coins.
And the prices in the Myriad Worlds Trading Area were ridiculously high. Potions, scrolls, equipment, followers, even class-change tokens and all kinds of rare materials—you could find just about anything, but it all cost a fortune.
Take Health Potions, for example. The cheapest ones in the Myriad Worlds Trading Area were the Minor Health Potions Xiao Yang had gotten from the Beginner's Gift Pack, at one hundred and fifty Spirit Coins per bottle.
So how many Spirit Coins did Xiao Yang have right now? The answer was zero...
"I can't afford a thing!"
Right now, the only way Xiao Yang could earn Spirit Coins was by finding something to sell. And if he wanted to come back here in seven days, he'd have to sell something and scrape together ten thousand Spirit Coins.
If he wanted to buy food and water, he'd have to sell something. If he wanted to get some Health Potions and down them like crazy until he became a walking tank, he'd have to sell something.
But the problem was, what did he have that he could sell? To be fair, he did have some good stuff on him.
Most of the players passing through the Myriad Worlds Trading Area were level twenty or higher, but the gear and items they used most often were still blue, or even green.
As it happened, Xiao Yang had a few pieces of blue and green equipment.
The Adventurer's Armguard, the Adventurer's Boots, the Dark Dispelling Lantern, and the Screaming Chicken.
Selling any one of those would solve his problems. But if he could help it, Xiao Yang absolutely didn't want to sell them. That would be like killing the goose that laid the golden eggs—solving one problem while creating another.
Of course, if he truly had no other choice, Xiao Yang would probably sell the Screaming Chicken. But that would be his last resort.
It hadn't been long since Xiao Yang had first arrived in the Myriad Worlds Trading Area and gotten the Pot of Greed, full of confidence and high spirits. Now he already wore a troubled expression.
Of course, there was another option: list the Pot of Greed from his Personal Backpack, cause a sensation throughout the Myriad Worlds Trading Area, and sell it for an unprecedented price. Then Xiao Yang probably wouldn't have to worry about Spirit Coins or resources for a very, very long time.
But would Xiao Yang do that? Of course not. Even setting everything else aside, his serious collecting habit would never let him give up the Pot of Greed. Absolutely not!
After a brief struggle, Xiao Yang decided to try setting up a stall.
Apparently, setting up a stall in the Myriad Worlds Trading Area didn't cost anything. All you had to do was find an empty spot and sit down.
But what did Xiao Yang have to sell?
After thinking it over, Xiao Yang began pulling one white Large Bone Club after another out of his Personal Backpack.
"Still not quite enough!"
The Large Bone Clubs alone weren't enough. The pyramid still needed a more eye-catching front.
Soon, Xiao Yang started pulling out even larger Large Bone Clubs from his Personal Backpack. These weren't ordinary ones, but green-quality, fine-grade Large Bone Clubs. He piled them up layer upon layer, building a small pyramid of bones.
Looking at the scene he'd created, Xiao Yang nodded in satisfaction.
After a moment's thought, Xiao Yang kept going.
He took out a jumble of other things: Zombie Viscera, coins he'd found in the dungeon, a pewter candlestick covered in elaborate patterns, some books whose contents he couldn't understand, and the bone fragment from the Skeleton Killer.
Might as well pad out the display. He didn't have anything else to sell, anyway.
Once everything was ready, a bizarre little stall piled high with flesh and bones appeared in a corner of the Myriad Worlds Trading Area. Xiao Yang crouched miserably behind it, with Little Bone crouching beside him.
The man and skeleton waited eagerly for customers. Xiao Yang's stall-keeping career had officially begun.
Quite a few people stopped in front of Xiao Yang's stall, but they weren't interested in the goods he'd set out. Their eyes were fixed on Little Bone beside him.
Their gazes burned as they stared straight at Little Bone.
"Are you selling your follower?"
Whenever that happened, Little Bone would immediately grow wary and secretly clutch the hem of Xiao Yang's grimy clothes.
But Xiao Yang's answer was firm. He refused right away, without the slightest pause or hesitation, even when the other party kept raising their offer.
Once, a necromancer player in a black robe even offered Xiao Yang the astronomical sum of a million Spirit Coins. Xiao Yang still refused without a moment's hesitation.
After all, even though Xiao Yang had just considered selling the Pot of Greed, it had never once crossed his mind to sell Little Bone.
Little Bone wasn't for sale.
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