Chapter 174: Nine Entries and Twelve Exits?

Upon hearing the words "Doomsday Coins," Yan Bo's head ached. The three of them had struggled to scrape together 5,000 coins. Plus, hiring the NPC, which wasn't free, had emptied Yan Bo's pockets completely. Now, Yan Bo's pockets were even cleaner than his face.

"No!" Yan Bo said expressionlessly, while sneaking a glance at Song Jian, only to find that the latter was even calmer than himself.

"Well, there's nothing I can do." Bread maker, Peige, shrugged: "I can buy these materials from the special store, but I can't do it without Doomsday Coins."

"Let's get through the creation of the safe house first, we'll have more Doomsday Coins eventually." Yan Bo gritted his teeth as he spoke.

"If I have these materials, I can also help..." Peige muttered under his breath.

When Song Jian overheard Peige's muttering, his eyes lit up and he asked, "How many Doomsday Coins do you need?"

Yan Bo's face suddenly broke into a smile.