High Tobacco

The Evolution House was not big and it did not have a dazzling array of goods.

A dreadful man was sitting inside with a self-rolled cigarette in his mouth.

This person should be Old Miao. Zhao Hao asked, "Excuse me, where are the things in the shop?"

"Just ask me what you want to buy or sell," Old Miao said calmly.

Zhao Hao took out the eyebrow-high cudgel and chose to display its attributes.

"Advanced primeval weapons have an average price of 20 advanced evolutionary crystals. The durability of your rod isn't high, so it will sell for 15 advanced primeval crystals."

Zhao Hao was overjoyed. The price was much higher than he had expected.

On second thought, he understood.

Advanced primitive crystals were something that could be easily obtained by killing an advanced primeval creature. However, for combat equipment, even killing a hundred creatures might not drop a single one.

Zhao Hao had personally experienced the desire that evolvers had for weapons.

Back then, when his machete turned into scrap, he nearly cried.

"How much is this worth?"

Zhao Hao took out the eighth mistress' advanced primeval dagger. He had already stolen the baldy's Buck Nighthawk Blade, so he did not lack a dagger for digging out crystals.

Old Miao said, "Not bad, dagger-type weapons have a very wide audience, and this one's durability is also very high. I'll give you a price of 25 advanced primeval crystals for this one. The weapons will net you a total of 40 advanced primeval crystals."

"Deal."

The two sides happily reached a deal. With the deal he had just struck, Zhao Hao's wealth was now at 49 advanced primeval crystals. He had taken the first step towards becoming a tall, rich, and handsome man.

He saw that Old Miao had taken out the crystals from a strange space. It was exactly the same as that of the cold young man. No wonder there were no goods in the shop. He could not help but ask curiously, "Big brother, if I may ask, was that a piece of combat equipment with spatial functions?"

"That's right." Old Miao admitted generously.

Zhao Hao's eyes lit up. "Does your shop also sell such spatial equipment?"

Old Miao's answer shocked him. "There are three currently available. One is a beginner rare grade, one is an advanced rare grade, and the last one is a beginner variant grade. Which one do you want?"

Zhao Hao's eyes were opened at the wonders of the world once again. He was amazed by the collection of goods that the Evolution House had. He then asked weakly, "How much is the beginner rare grade one?"

"1,000 beginner rare evolution crystals," Old Miao said.

Zhao Hao was instantly frightened to tears by the price. From Old Miao's valuation of the eyebrow-high cudgel and the Blood Dagger, he should not have merely given him a random price to fool him. The spatial combat equipment should really be worth such a price.

"Do you have advanced primeval blades available?" he asked, immediately changing the topic."

Old Miao: "Plenty. We've got long, short, big, and twin blades available. Which one do you want?"

Zhao Hao: "A one-handed blade about one meter long. About how much would that cost?"

Old Miao: "50 for one that's high durability, 30 for one that's low durability."

Zhao Hao: "Why is there double the difference between your purchasing and selling prices?"

Old Miao smiled and said, "Little brother, I'm a businessman. Of course, the price has to be different."

Zhao Hao had no choice but to admit that the other party was indeed right.

The eighth mistress' Blood Dagger could probably be sold for at least 40 advanced primeval crystals.

He realized that he was too naive. If he had known earlier, he would have set up a stall in the free market.

However, what's done is done. Zhao Hao did not dwell on the past anymore. He treated it as paying the tuition fees for his naivety.

Old Miao handed a very ancient carved wooden plate to Zhao Hao and smiled. "This is a level 1 member token. Every customer who buys or sells more than 10 advanced primeval crystals in my shop will have one. When your transaction amount reaches 100 advanced primeval crystals, you can be promoted to a level 2 member. With this token, you can ask me for some information for free."

After a pause, he added, "I have to charge for information that exceeds the level of your membership."

Awesome!

Zhao Hao nearly prostrated on the ground. Even selling information could earn money. This was the difference between people.

Strictly speaking, certain information was indeed valuable.

For example, some of the information that the baldy and Protector Sun had revealed was very useful to Zhao Hao.

If it was not for Protector Sun, Zhao Hao would still be moving solo and would not have known about the existence of the Neutral Grounds.

Old Miao handed him a cigarette. "This is something I rolled myself. I give one to every level 1 member. Give it a try."

Zhao Hao had already finished his pack of cigarettes. He immediately accepted the cigarette, took out a lighter, and then lit it.

After taking two puffs, he was high and felt like he was floating on air.

In such a straightforward situation, he raised his vigilance. He extinguished the cigarette butt and asked, "Big brother, what kind of cigarette is this?"

"High Tobacco." Old Miao smiled very wretchedly. "There's a plant in the World of Evolution. It's very refreshing to smoke it. Its effects are similar to weed, but the side effects aren't as bad. You can smoke it without any worries."

Zhao Hao became even more vigilant. Was this wretched man trying to get him addicted and then use him?

Zhao Hao had heard many stories of drug users going bankrupt because of drugs.

Old Miao's smile became even more wretched. "Young man, there's no need to be so scared. I only give away my high-quality cigarettes. I never sell them. I won't give any to you even if you come crying and begging to me next time."

"Are the side effects really not serious?" Zhao Hao asked doubtfully.

"If your combat power exceeds 50 points, you won't feel any side effects."

Zhao Hao no longer had any interest in smoking the remaining half of his high-quality cigarette. He asked an important question that he had nearly forgotten to ask, "Do you have any mounts here? What are their prices?"

"Mounts are very rare, almost as rare as spatial storage equipment." Old Miao said, "I've got a primeval mount. It's an intermediate primeval bear mount. It's pretty fast. If you're interested, I'll sell it to you for 2,000 advanced primeval crystals."

Mounts are that valuable?

Zhao Hao was so excited that he almost shouted out loud. It turned out that he had long been a hidden tall, rich, and handsome man.

"How much is an advanced primeval mount, a wolf mount, worth?" asked Zhao Hao.

Old Miao lit a cigarette and blew out smoke rings. "I like a simple and unpretentious guy like you. If I sell it to you, I'll sell it to you for 4,000 advanced primeval crystals. If you sell it to me, I'll buy it for 2,000."

After this, Zhao Hao had an idea of his wolf mount's worth.

No wonder Protector Sun hid the existence of the wolf mount until he truly needed it to keep his life. Even Boss Ghost did not know that he had a mount.

"What's the conversion rate between advanced primeval crystals and beginner rare crystals?"

"Everyone has their own needs. Many people do not like to convert between one grade to the other. However, there is a set exchange rate in our village. Two advanced primeval crystals can be exchanged for one beginner rare crystal." Old Miao seemed to know what Zhao Hao wanted to say. He chuckled and said, "Friend, if you have a wolf mount, you can exchange it for the rare beginner spatial equipment."

Zhao Hao asked, "How many things can a beginner rare spatial equipment hold?"

"The spatial equipment provides you with a 2 by 2 by 2 cubic space. The space it provides you is much bigger than the backpack you're carrying. It would not be a problem to stuff 10 times the amount your backpack can hold inside it. Let me explain to you the benefits of the spatial equipment. It is a vacuum inside, and the corpses of wild beasts will not rot even if they are placed there for a year. All kinds of food can also be stored inside for a long time."

Zhao Hao was conflicted. He needed a mount, but he also needed storage space.