While Pu Yunfeng was still dumbfounded, a notification appeared in Xi Mufu’s mind:
[Purification Talismans successfully gifted.]
She waited a moment, but no transaction alert appeared.
It seemed that when she proactively gave the talismans, the recipient didn’t need to pay with items or skills.
About thirty seconds later, another notification popped up:
[Talisman Craft upgraded to Level 2.]
Xi Mufu: !!!
Finally, an upgrade!
So the key to upgrading her talisman craft was giving talismans to otherworldly visitors?
Would future upgrades follow the same rule?
Lost in thought, Xi Mufu didn’t notice that Pu Yunfeng had finally snapped out of his shock. His excitement was barely contained as he fixed his gaze on her. “Hello… do you still have these talismans? If so, can I buy some?”
Even though he still worried that the two attractive young people might be NPCs, he couldn’t resist asking—especially since these talismans had healed wax-figure damage. In the Infinite World, players could sell talismans, but none had such miraculous effects. Normally, a powerful NPC would nullify a talisman’s effect, let alone a hell-level dungeon boss like the Wax Museum. Yet this girl’s talisman had directly healed wax-induced injuries—it was incredible!
He had no idea who these two people were, but they were astonishingly powerful.
As he anxiously awaited an answer, his interface suddenly flashed a notification:
[Proactively initiating a trade with the Incense Shop. Reward: 100 points.]
Pu Yunfeng: ?
Pu Yunfeng: !
So trading was really possible!
As vice president of the third-largest guild, his points ranked among the top players. These 100 points were trivial to him, but the ability to trade meant he could get talismans—this was huge news! He had six teammates with him, all brothers who had survived countless dungeons together. If he could obtain these talismans, they would all have a chance to survive.
Xi Mufu composed herself and nodded. “Yes, how many do you want?”
Pu Yunfeng cautiously asked, “I’d like ten, if that’s okay.”
He had calculated carefully: seven people in total, each trying to survive until the last day using items and skills, then healing injuries with talismans. Ten would be just enough, with three extras as a contingency.
He naturally wanted more, but he feared she might not have enough talismans. Since such powerful talismans were probably difficult to produce, he only requested the minimum needed.
“No problem.” Xi Mufu handed over twelve purification talismans. “The extra two are a gift.”
Pu Yunfeng hadn’t expected she really had so many. His hands trembled as he took them. Just as he was about to ask how to pay, his interface displayed a notification:
[Item or skill]
He paused, then navigated the interface. Only a single skill or item was required.
He had worried about not having enough points, thinking he might have to spend all his items to buy the talismans. He hadn’t expected such a powerful item to be so cheap!
This was an incredible deal!
He thought for a moment and respectfully asked Xi Mufu, “Do you have a skill or item you’d like in exchange?”
Xi Mufu was surprised—she could actually choose?
She glanced at Ji Jiu. Since she had already reported this to the government and he was the responsible party, she trusted Ji Jiu to decide.
Ji Jiu looked at Pu Yunfeng. “Please explain in detail the uses of each skill and item.”
Pu Yunfeng immediately opened his interface and recited everything without omission.
After listening, Ji Jiu deliberated. “Then it will be Planting Skill.”
This planting skill was extraordinary: it didn’t require specific soil, could grow anything once planted, and matured in just three days. Initially, the planting area was only one square meter, but it would expand as the skill leveled up.
Think about it: crops maturing every three days meant extremely high yields. Once the area expanded, it could feed countless people. The skill could also be used in deserts to prevent desertification and rescue endangered plants—its value was immeasurable.
Xi Mufu wasn’t surprised by Ji Jiu’s choice. Agricultural talent was ingrained in Huaguo’s genes, and this skill was so miraculous it seemed tailor-made for the nation.
“Okay.” Pu Yunfeng clicked confirm without hesitation.
Xi Mufu immediately received a notification:
[Acquired skill +1]
She suddenly realized that twelve purification talismans had only exchanged for a single skill, the same value as incense money paper. Yet in the real world, purification talismans were far more valuable—she didn’t understand the exact trading rules.
Perhaps there were rules she didn’t know; she’d need to research them later.
Seeing the visitor hadn’t left, she asked curiously, “You’re not buying incense money paper?”
The first batch of visitors had bought it, so she asked casually.
Pu Yunfeng didn’t know what incense money paper was or its effect, so he didn’t plan to buy it. But then a red, bold notification appeared on his interface:
[Initiate trade with the Incense Shop immediately!]
So he couldn’t refuse the request—he had to comply.
He looked up at the female shopkeeper. Her gentle smile carried an undeniable aura of authority. Beside her, the extraordinarily handsome male shopkeeper gave off a mysterious, unfathomable presence—more intimidating than any Wax Museum boss he’d faced.
“Okay, okay, I’ll buy it,” he hurriedly said.
Xi Mufu handed over a piece of incense money paper.
This time, Ji Jiu let Xi Mufu choose the skill or item. She picked the [Listening Ring]—an item allowing her to hear animals and plants, which would complement the planting skill.
After the trade, Pu Yunfeng took the purchased purification talismans and incense money paper back to the Wax Museum. When he looked back, the shop had vanished, as if the transaction had been an illusion.
“Boss! Where have you been?! We’ve been looking for you!” his teammates ran up, surrounding him.
The team’s strongest vice president had disappeared. His brothers were worried sick—if even the vice president couldn’t survive, how long could they last?
Fortunately, he reappeared, seemingly unharmed.
Pu Yunfeng smiled. “Don’t worry, brothers. I got something good…” He was about to show them the purification talismans when he noticed a stretcher at the back. Lying on it was Qian Ming. His smile vanished instantly. “Qian Ming, what happened?!”
“He… he was attacked by a wax figure. Half of his body has already hardened…” his teammates said solemnly, stepping aside to make way.
Qian Ming’s face was pale, his breathing weak, in serious danger. When Pu Yunfeng crouched beside him, he forced open his eyes and managed a weak smile: “Boss…”
“Don’t speak yet!” Pu Yunfeng interrupted, slapping a purification talisman on him.
Everyone was confused—until Qian Ming’s body visibly returned to normal, his pale face regaining color, safely out of danger.
“This… what is this?!” the teammates stared in shock at the talisman reduced to ashes.
They had tried countless ways to save Qian Ming—including healing skills, items, and even buying healing pills with points—but nothing worked.