《My Passive Skills are Invincible!》Chapter 152: What if I Help You Open an Equipment Shop...
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Under normal circumstances, players would not be attacked as soon as they entered the dungeon.
This was because the player's entry point was still a certain distance away from the monster.
However, this time, it was due to Little Fat Tom's low level.
Low-level players would automatically expand the monster's aggro range, which was why this happened.
Tom heaved a sigh of relief and patted his chest.
If it were not for Mike, he might have been instantly killed.
Just as he was thinking, Mike had already rushed forward.
Seeing this scene, Tom was shocked again.
'What happened? Why is he so fast?!'
At this moment, a sound came from Tom's feet.
"Hehehe, my good friend is naturally very powerful."
Tom turned his head to look at his feet. It was the little tree spirit that had been lying behind Mike's shoulder.
Tom had a puzzled look on his face. "Wait, why are you here?"
"Why can't I be here?" Stone asked very naturally.
To this, Tom did not know how to answer.
In fact, no one had ever said that tree spirits could not enter dungeons.
However, under normal circumstances, the monsters in Second World would subconsciously avoid spatial passages, which were entrances to the dungeons.
In fact, all creatures had higher sensitivity than humans. They could sense the abnormal energy fluctuations.
That was why no monster had ever entered a dungeon.
However, the small tree spirit Stone was different. This was probably because of Second World's supreme will.
If it left the Tree Spirit Village alone, it might have been a "monster".
However, now that Mike had brought it out, it was more like an NPC than a monster.
The two chatted for a while and got to know each other.
Before their conversation even lasted for three minutes, they suddenly felt a flash of scenery in front of them.
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Following that, they appeared at the entrance of the dungeon.
Along with the golden light coming out of his body and the full-service announcement by his ear, Tom realized that this dungeon had been cleared.
[Congratulations to the "Welcome to Sarco" party for being the first to clear the Giant Valley dungeon. Party leader: God Slayer. Party member: Hammer Whac-a-mole, Stone ] x 3
Tom was slightly shocked. He looked at Mike who appeared beside him and wanted to ask how he cleared the dungeon so quickly.
However, Mike had already entered the dungeon again.
The scene before him changed and once again, they were in the Giant Valley dungeon.
Following that, Mike rushed forward again.
Tom was speechless. He felt that his good friend Mike had unknowingly become such a powerful player.
This feeling was very strange.
Tom turned to look at Stone and could not help but ask,
"Has he always been this fast?"
Although this was also Stone's first time following Mike into a dungeon, it still stuck out its chest and said confidently, "Of course, God Slayer is very strong."
Tom nodded in agreement.
Moreover, he noticed something very interesting.
In the announcement just now, the list of party members included Stone.
However, Stone was obviously not a player.
Regarding the rules in Second World, the players were always fumbling around.
For people in the real world, Second World had always been mysterious.
For instance, after level 60, some of the players' abilities could be brought into the real world, people still did not know how this happened.
However, everyone still chose to accept this fact.
Soon, they cleared the dungeon again.
This time, Mike did not immediately enter the dungeon again. Instead, he made a trade with Tom.
"Brother, this hammer is pretty good." Mike put a level 40 blue weapon on the trade bar. This was the loot he got from killing the boss.
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Tom rubbed his nose and accepted it happily.
As a knight, he could use a hammer or a one-handed sword as a weapon.
Although the quality of the shield was the most important to knight players, the weapon's quality could not be ignored either.
Looking at the newly obtained hammer weapon, Tom could not help but sigh.
"Your speed of clearing dungeons is really terrifying. If you were to sell all these pieces of equipment, how much money would you earn..."
Mike was just about to enter the dungeon again, though he stopped when he heard this.
He turned around and stared at Tom without saying anything.
This made Tom feel uncomfortable. "Brother, is there something wrong with what I said?"
"No, what I want to say is that you are absolutely right!" Mike suddenly nodded and said.
"Brother, how about I let you operate an equipment shop?" Mike proposed a bold idea.
This surprised Tom, "Equipment shop?!"
"Yes, an equipment shop!" Mike smiled and said, "Now that Sarco City is mine, I can give you a shop with a good location. If you want, you can even major in blacksmith skills and become a full-time blacksmith!
"You don't need to spend money to get the shop, and I can provide you with a lot of equipment for you to sell every day.
"Imagine, as long as the quality of our equipment is good enough, all the players in Sarco City will spend their money on you! That'll be a huge income."
Hearing this, Tom was moved.
He could not help but swallow his saliva.
Many people wanted to own a shop in Second World because it would bring huge benefits.
Moreover, it was much better than doing business in the real world, because the players in Second World would be very willing to build a good relationship with players who were shop owners.
When the business expanded, Tom could even recruit a few skilled blacksmiths to work, as long as he paid them a handsome salary.
At that time, he could still continue to improve his strength.
This proposal was perfect for Tom.
Tom asked a little excitedly, "Brother, are you serious? Are you really going to help me open a shop?"
Mike smiled and said, "Of course I'm serious. Anyway, it's quite troublesome for me to sell the equipment that I get every day."
What he did not mention was that he had a clone that worked 24 hours a day.
As long as there was a clone, the supply of equipment would be constant.
This was a very good arrangement for both Mike and Tom.
"Okay, then we shall get more equipment, and then we can start running the equipment shop today!" Tom rubbed his chubby hands excitedly.
Mike, on the other hand, smiled slightly.
"There's no need to go through so much trouble. Let's just go and pick the location of the shop.
"You don't have to worry about the equipment. I think... there should be dozens of blue equipment in my warehouse right now."
(some readers expressed that they were bothered by the three consecutive announcements, so I've changed it to x3. This will be the expression of the full-service announcements in the future. Thank you for your support.)
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