"Um, little brother, I came here in a hurry this time and didn't bring any spirit pearls with me. Do you think I could buy a spirit pearl with money instead? Name your price."
He Yi only wanted to buy a spirit pearl now, then return home.
As for some transcendent world, forget it. That wasn't something a corporate drone still worrying about rent and car payments could afford to consider.
But could he really accept that?
He Yi heard Silver Willow's answer. "The current market price for a spirit pearl outside is one hundred thousand per pearl."
Great. Goodbye!
He Yi had only been working for a few years. All the money he had saved had gone toward buying a car for commuting, along with a car loan.
Between the loan payments, fuel, rent, utilities, and daily expenses, nearly all of his monthly salary was gone.
He only had ten thousand in savings.
That was supposed to cover this month's expenses until his next paycheck.
He had thought that even if these spirit pearls were precious, a few thousand yuan should have been enough, right?
He never expected the price to be so far beyond his imagination.
One hundred thousand per pearl?
Even robbery wasn't this fast.
"Sorry to bother you."
He was too poor. Goodbye!
He Yi was crying internally. How was he supposed to get back?
Right. When he got on the bus, he seemed to have tapped his card as well. So was it possible that, if he found that bus again, he could tap his card and board it?
That bus could take him back too, right?
There was no reason he could come here but not return.
But when he tried to leave Ancient Creek Town, the fog seemed to possess a will of