Chapter 6 Mantou's Struggle

Barto City Central Square.

Players came and went, bustling about, making the square lively.

"Buying a set of standard iron equipment!"

"Looking for a magician, a group of twenty to go into the mountains to fight snowmen. No wild sorcerers."

"Buying a musical instrument."

"Buying all kinds of potions at market price, especially healing potions. As many as you have, I'll take them."

The small team humorously called the "Black Slave Team" by other players gathered again. They were still in their newbie sets without a single change. After all, the money they worked so hard to earn from tasks was all used to repay loans.

Xin Dog asked enthusiastically, "What's your faction contribution? I'm now at 7985."

Summer Night Autumn Rain said, "I'm at 6389."

Natural War Maniac rubbed his bald head, "7071."

Mantou's expression had shifted from lifeless to wooden, "I only have 5789."