Devouring Stars, becoming Luo Feng's golden finger

“Materials? I understand.”

Luo Feng responded silently.

At the same time, Luo Feng also thought of a lot from Bai Chen's words.

Of course, he had already guessed about this, after all, where did a 'soul' possessing him get things from?

Now 'Bai' bluntly told him that whether it was 'Power Lollipop', 'Rejuvenation Pill', or 'Body Tempering Pill', they were all created by him.

Although he didn't know where the energy for 'Bai' to create these items came from, and how much reserve energy was left, 'Bai' didn't mention it, so he didn't need to worry about it.

Three days later.

The quasi-martial artist certificate arrived in Luo Feng's hands.

As for the citizen information system?

As early as a few hours after Luo Feng passed the quasi-martial artist assessment, his identity information was changed from ordinary citizen to quasi-martial artist.

In the original work, there was originally a small matter of Zhang Haobai humiliating Luo Feng's father, Luo Hongguo, which led to Luo Feng entering the detention center, and ultimately led to the awakening of his spiritual power.

But perhaps because of Bai Chen's influence, Luo Feng had already awakened his spiritual power, and Luo Hongguo did not encounter Zhang Haobai at work.

Naturally, that kind of bloody thing did not happen.

“It’s a pity, there’s one less scene of Luo Feng’s bloody pretense.” Bai Chen chuckled.

“Bai, I have arrived at the HR Underground Mall Alliance, how do you need to scan?”

Luo Feng's words brought Bai Chen's thoughts back, Bai Chen, through the joint vision of Luo Feng and the invisible reconnaissance insect, saw a luxuriously decorated hall.

This is the first floor mall of the HR Alliance, and the items sold are basically what warrior-level martial artists need. Various items are placed in counters isolated by special glass.

Weapons, combat uniforms, combat backpacks, combat watches, and even luxury goods made of monster fur, everything is available.

“Your strength is too weak now, I need to be within ten meters of the item to scan.” Bai Chen sensed his abilities and said to Luo Feng.

“Okay.” Luo Feng was overjoyed when he saw that he only needed to get close to scan. If he needed to touch them, it might be a little troublesome, after all, this is not a street stall night market, it is impossible to let you touch each item, at most touch a few.

In this way, Luo Feng waved his hand to let the approaching waiter leave, indicating that he would take a look first, and ask her if he had any needs or questions.

He stopped in front of various counters along the way, and occasionally showed a thoughtful look. Luo Feng walked almost all over the first floor of the mall without blushing or skipping a beat.

Rest area.

Luo Feng ordered himself a cup of coffee and paid 98 yuan with some heartache.

“A cup of coffee costs 98 yuan, things here are too expensive.”

Although he has become a quasi-martial artist, he has not yet started making money after all, and Luo Feng's concept of money is still relatively 'petty bourgeois'.

In this era, an ordinary worker earns only two or three thousand yuan a month, and the purchasing power of the Chinese currency is still relatively strong.

“Those who come here to spend are all martial artists. For martial artists, a 98 yuan coffee is no different from 9 mao 8.” Bai Chen couldn't help but find it funny listening to Luo Feng muttering in his heart.

Luo Feng smiled awkwardly, he actually understood that the consumption level here was there, and the prices of the items he saw when he turned around in the mall just now shocked him. If his temperament was not relatively calm, it is estimated that he would not be able to manage his expression.

Weapons and equipment that cost millions at every turn, and a tactical backpack that costs hundreds of thousands are simply impacting Luo Feng's worldview.

“Bai, have all the materials been collected?” Luo Feng returned the topic to the main point.

“They have all been collected, and I can manufacture weapons and equipment for you at any time.” Bai Chen replied.

“That's great!” Luo Feng was very excited.

If it weren't for 'Bai's' ability, he wouldn't have so much money.

“But I suggest you can buy some materials here first, so that you can create better equipment with the minimum amount of points.” Bai Chen reminded.

“As for the money, you can look at the exchange list yourself.”

Luo Feng's heart moved, and he opened the exchange list in his mind. Looking from top to bottom, he quickly saw a new thing popping up.

[Advanced Healing Potion (3 points)]: Has a good healing effect on injuries of warrior-level and below martial artists.

Luo Feng recognized this thing, because this is the product he saw in one of the counters just now.

A small bottle of potion sells for a price of one million Chinese currency.

“The energy required to manufacture energy-type items is the lowest for me. You can exchange a few bottles with points and sell them at the HR Alliance in exchange for money, and then buy some basic materials back.” Bai Chen suggested.

In fact, if Luo Feng's strength is strong enough, and he is not afraid of trouble, he can directly sell the water of life.

The water of life that can regenerate severed limbs for ordinary people also only needs to spend 3 points of energy to manufacture, the same consumption as the advanced healing potion, but if it is placed on Earth, the former's price must be at least 100 million or more to buy.

The water of life that Luo Feng spent 12 billion to buy in the original work can regenerate severed limbs for war god-level powerhouses. The energy contained in it is different from the beggar version that Bai Chen specially made for Luo Hua. If you want to manufacture the complete version of the water of life, the energy consumption will naturally have to be increased.

Luo Feng naturally agreed with Bai Chen's suggestion.

First, he exchanged ten bottles of advanced healing potions from the exchange list and put them in his backpack, and then Luo Feng found the mall's waiter and began to discuss the recycling price of these potions.

The HR Alliance has many businesses, and recycling is naturally one of them.

A moment later, Luo Feng had an additional eight million Chinese currency in his card.

“Selling for one million, but the recycling price is only 800,000, tsk tsk, this HR Alliance is really making money.” Luo Feng couldn't help but sigh.

Then he didn't waste any more time, listened to Bai Chen's suggestion, and began to purchase various needed materials.

Including high-level Crowe alloy, some beast general-level monster scales that are not in good condition and are difficult to manufacture combat uniforms, and so on.

After buying the required items, Luo Feng hurried back home.

His younger brother Luo Hua was practicing walking in the hall, and his parents went out to work. Luo Feng greeted his younger brother and then entered the bedroom, closed the door, and locked it.

He gently put the tactical backpack, which weighed nearly a ton and was nearly one meter high, on the ground, and then said to Bai Chen impatiently,

“Now we can start.”

“Wait a moment.” Bai Chen responded, and then began to manufacture items according to Luo Feng's requirements.

With a thought, the items inside the bulging tactical backpack disappeared instantly.

In the void space inside Luo Feng's body, a large pile of materials floated in front of Bai Chen.

“Let's start with weapons first.”