Chaotic Sword God
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Apocalypse Gacha
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
Zhan Yue
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 359: Ring
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 452: Two Buses
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 709: Yun Jianyue Who Can't Be Imprisoned
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 66.1
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1388- Similar request
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 451: Two Paths
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1387- Compromise
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 08.03.1 - Late September's Whispers
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 358: Left
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 708: Who's The One Who Came From Hell
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 450: Granny Shen's Prediction
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 407 - Since You Refuse To Leave, Then Stay Forever
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1045: The Last Segment
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1386- Memory from his last life
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1385- Destined outcome
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 707: One Here, One There
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 449: This World is For You
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 65.2
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A single purchase of 500 Intermediate Skill Scrolls—an undeniably grand move.
The manager of the Trade Office was left stunned again.
Lin Moyu had just sold equipment worth 9 billion and immediately spent 4 billion on Skill Scrolls.
The manager muttered, "Without the discount, we could’ve earned another billion..."
A billion—an astronomical sum for most. Yet, a simple directive from above wiped it away.
As he stood dazed, another transaction appeared.
Another 4 billion gold coins.
Lin Moyu bought 500 more scrolls, ensuring he had enough.
Money was never an issue for him.
A few more dungeon runs, and the loot sales would quickly refill his pockets.
After all, going solo meant keeping all the drops—no need to share.
Earning gold was easy.
With 1,000 Intermediate Skill Scrolls, he had nearly emptied the Trade Office’s stock.
"That should do be enough." He mused.
If not, he had Intermediate Flash Skill Scrolls as backup.
Upon returning to the White God Courtyard, Lin Moyu sensed foreign auras—they felt familiar.
"A gift delivery." He smir
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