"You know each other?" Witt was a little surprised and blurted out.

"That's right, I've been to the Shadow City Hotel several times, and many people know him. He is always here. As the jointer of the local Yiba Jin and Silver Club." Lorens took the lead in taking the conversation.

"My job is to serve adventurers in the Shadow City. If you have any questions or difficulties, please come to me at any time." Luo smiled politely, and then ended the topic easily. "Actually, I just saw two acquaintances here and came to say hello. I don't want to disturb you too much. Remember to come to me if you have difficulties, especially Witt. You entrusted me to me. I'm very worried that you will be led by unknown people. You have to keep your eyes open for your friends... Of course, except for a kind and kind person like Lorens."

After saying that, a few muffled laughter came from deep in his throat, and he turned around and walked back to his dining table.

"Haha, who is the unreasonable person who is the one who is referring to?" Lost smiled and asked, "I'm curious. I dare to offend the people of the Gold and Silver Society on the territory of the Shadow City. There should be many interesting stories behind it, right?"

"Just a friend, I've known each other for a while..." Witt's expression was a little awkward, but the part of Lost's words about the Gold and Silver Club aroused his interest, so he asked, "Is Gold and Silver Club very powerful in the Shadow City?"

"All the things here are all the territory of the Lord of the Netherworld. What the Gold and Silver Club did is to solve the problem of adventurers using money, but the essence is to set up other ** and collect and withdraw usury outside the system. If there is no king behind the back, who has such courage? Who has such ability?" Lost said, pouring a glass of wine for each of Witt and himself. "However, the above are my personal guesses and are for reference only."

Thinking that what he said made some sense, Witt drank the full wine glass in front of him in one go.

After the meal, Lost took out a silver belt and a disassembled silver tube as agreed and put it on the table: "I only have these two items on my body that you can wear soon. The silver belt can greatly increase toughness and improve your physical strength. This one follows me from level 30 to level 45. Because the style is good, the firepower is quite strong among the weapons of the same period, so I have been reluctant to break it down. It is fate to meet you today, so I will give it to you. The usage level limit for these two items is level 30. I guess you have not met the conditions yet, but you should be able to reach it quickly after hard training. As for the price... it will be counted as 3 golds for you."

"3 golds?" In this world, Witt has not earned so much money, and he will inevitably feel expensive.

"This is definitely a friend's price. You can go to the equipment store to take a look. I guess the belt is worth about 2 to 3 gold. As for silver pipes, they are excellent equipment for engineering and cannot be bought in the equipment store. If you find someone to customize it, you will also need at least 10 gold."

"All right……"

Witt is not used to bargaining, and the other party has already said this, which feels quite interesting. But think about it, although he still has money to bet on the bet of Kings Arena, according to Ayatsutsuki's previous guess, the amount is only about one gold. Today, he has spent almost all his money in daily fighting activities. Most optimistically, his entire net worth is probably only one gold... In this way, it is still two-thirds away from buying these two equipment.

A trace of the idea of ​​borrowing money from Ayatsutsuki was instantly dispelled by him. Not to mention how embarrassing it was to borrow money from a girl, I guess that girl didn't have that much money... Look at her, she didn't even have a mount, claiming to have only had a meal for three days, and when she heard that someone was treating her, she ate it... For such a girl, Witt couldn't speak to borrow money...

[Hey, I finally felt the feeling of having no money in the original world.] Witt let out a faint breath... Perhaps because he felt a gaze coming, he couldn't help but fall on the snail. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!