Ultimate Devouring Evolution

Eighty-five copycat blood core

Zhang Fan knew that if he wanted to buy useless things like blood cores, he might have to go to the sundries market.

So he rushed to a sundry market near the college as fast as he could.

The grocery market is at the junction of the slum area and the rich area.

So the buildings here are not too high-end in terms of high-end, and not too low-end in terms of low-end.

The entire grocery market is in a five-story building.

There are hundreds of shops on each floor, selling all kinds of weird things.

For example, the fingernails of zombies, the fur of monsters, and cell phones hundreds of years ago.

Zhang Fan didn't know what these things were for.

There is even a helmet of the martial arts learning system inside, but it looks like a fake version.

Zhang Fan tried wearing it. There was only a teacher teaching some simple martial arts inside. As for directly instilling the understanding of martial arts into the brain, it was impossible.

Then he asked all the shops on the first floor, and there were only some blood cores from level 1 to level 4.

Can't even find level 5, let alone level 7.

Then I asked about the second and third floors.

Until around three o'clock in the afternoon, I came to a shop on the fourth floor.

The goods displayed in this shop are even more bizarre.

False teeth of zombies, whips of mutated beasts, plain dicks of women...

In short, only you can't think of it, and it can't be sold without him.

The boss is a wretched-looking man who looks to be in his forties.

Only such a man would sell the original taste of a woman.

Zhang Fan had no hope for him at first, so he asked casually, "Boss, are there any level 7 blood cores for sale here?"

After asking, he planned to leave.

In the end, the boss's eyes lit up, and he laughed: "Little brother, you are asking me if you ask me. I can guarantee that in the entire sundry market, there is only this one that sells level 7 blood cores, and there is no other place." .”

Zhang Fan paused.

The boss beckoned to Zhang Fan: "Come in and sit down, little brother. I'll get you something. Although it's useless, it's rare and expensive, and the price is not low. So I usually put it in a safe place."

As he spoke, he entered the inner room through the side door next to him.

After a while, he took out a small box the size of a palm.

The box was extremely finely crafted, and bordered with silver wire.

The boss opened the box and found three eyeball-sized blood nuclei inside.

These three blood cores are all translucent and look as moist as jade.

The boss said: "I only have these three coins left here. If others want them, they are all 170,000 coins. I think you are destined to be with you, little brother, so the price is one-hundred and 150,000 coins. Take all three. If you don’t want to, I’ll take off the change, and you can give 400,000.”

However, Zhang Fan only took one look, then laughed and said, "Boss, you are probably a copycat."

"Copycat?"

The boss looked like he wanted to eat people: "Dare you say that I am a copycat? You go and ask, my shop has been open for five years, and there has never been a fake product. And have you seen it? What brand is it?"

The boss said and patted the sign next to it: "If you fake it, you will pay ten. If you don't have absolute confidence, do you dare to set up such a sign?"

Zhang Fan smiled and said, "Boss, you'd better keep your voice down."

"What, are you afraid?"

The boss's voice grew louder.

Zhang Fan said: "I'm afraid that others will know that you are a fake, and you will not be able to live in the future."

"cut!"

The boss looked at Zhang Fan with disdain: "I've said it all, you will pay ten for every fake one. None of the goods I have here are fake. If you don't believe me, go and inquire around."

Zhang Fan sneered: "You will pay ten for a fake, are you serious?"

"Is it still fake? I, Zhang Defa, have been in business for so many years. I am based on honesty.

Never told a lie. "

The boss slapped his chest loudly.

At this time, the bosses of several nearby shops heard Zhang Defa's words and surrounded him one after another.

Some passers-by also surrounded them.

Zhang Defa is even more confident.

"Bosses and guests, I believe many people know me. Everyone knows who I am, Zhang Defa. This person actually said that the goods sold in my shop are fake. If you say you don't buy it, you don't buy it. Rumors are being spread here, what kind of heart is this?"

The bosses and passers-by around heard this and accused Zhang Fan one after another:

"This kid is so idle that he came to Boss Zhang to make trouble."

"Boss Zhang and I are very close, and we often buy together. I guarantee the business of my own store. He has never sold fake products in the past five years."

"That's right. Although the price of his goods is higher, they are all rare goods that can be lived in. As for fake goods, there has never been one."

"I have bought a lot of things from Boss Zhang in the past five years. Although the price is indeed high, there is really not a single fake."

"Boss Zhang and I are neighbors. There is an old mother in his 60s who has been paralyzed in bed for more than 20 years, but he has always taken good care of him. Although his appearance is indeed a bit wretched, he is very kind-hearted. He is very filial to his mother. How can such a filial and kind person sell fakes?"

"Where did this kid come from? Boss Zhang can sue him for defamation."

For a moment, everyone pointed their finger at Zhang Fan.

Zhang Defa looked magnanimous.

"It's free to sue him for defamation. As long as he buys these level 7 blood cores, the defamation will be cancelled. Moreover, I sold these level 7 blood cores to him cheaply. Originally, each was 170,000 yuan. Three pieces total 510,000 yuan. Now I will give it to him as long as 400,000 yuan. But he doesn’t seem to have much money, and he seems to be in urgent need of blood cores, so it’s okay to buy one first. I’ll give you a cheaper one, as long as 15 Ten thousand is enough. Of course, if you really can’t afford the money, just leave now, and don’t come to the sundry market again in the future.”

When he said this, the people around him praised again:

"Boss Zhang is generous."

"And it's so cheap, the guy is so thankful."

"If I were Boss Zhang, I'd have to beat him with my mouth."

"What, what? The kid slandered him like this, and he wanted to spare the kid? This is too cheap for him."

While admiring Zhang Defa's demeanor, everyone around accused Zhang Fan of righteous indignation.

Zhang Fan glanced at the people around him, but said nothing.

It wasn't until there were more and more people around, and there were hundreds of people, that he smiled lightly.

He spoke again: "You pay ten for one fake, is it true?"

Zhang Defa patted his chest: "Of course it's true."

Zhang Fan smiled and said, "Are you sure?"

"Of course."