What if the Terrans really are saving the world?

Chapter 55 Even this streetlight retains its charm.

"Wendy, you're bound to become a remarkable person in the future, and you might even go further than me."

"What on earth is this guy saying?" Andrea 2 thought to herself.

"I've already told Mr. Terra..."

Wendy initially thought Mr. Terra was pretending to be stupid to tease her, but seeing Mr. Terra now sticking his butt out and staring at the bunny, it seemed that Terra really didn't know how to catch the bunny.

Is Mr. Terra afraid of rabbits?

Wendy thought for a moment and simply picked up the bunny and put it on Terra's shoulder.

"Look, you've picked up the bunny too."

Wendy internally wondered what she was doing.

"No, that's not what I mean." Depressed bubbles floated up Terra's head. "What I want is to be able to catch a rabbit and put it in my backpack."

Terra tried using the left mouse button on another rabbit on the ground.

As it turned out, the first slot in Terra's quick access bar was occupied by a paintball gun. Three paintballs shot towards the bunny. The bunny, who had just been smacking its lips, was instantly turned blue.

It then broke into several pieces and rolled around everywhere.

"So you still need the insect nets that merchants sell," Terra said.

Wendy thought to herself, "So, Mr. Terra is afraid of bunnies, isn't he?"

"You swindler!"

Just as Terra was testing how to pick up the bunny, and Andrea 2 was picking it up and putting it down repeatedly like a robot, curses came from the street not far away.

Terra decided to ignore the bunny and go watch the new version of the story animation first.

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As the three approached, they saw a large group of people dressed as adventurers, noisily surrounding a metal street lamp.

At the horizontal bend at the top of the street lamp, a wooden cage was hanging, and a middle-aged man was curled up inside.

Andrea 2 patted one of the humans who was cursing: "Hello, what's going on here?"

The person turned around with a stern face, only to find it was an elf. He was startled to see a blocky figure behind the elf, but then his face lit up with a smile.

"This person is a merchant who sells things in a general store on the next street. This guy somehow got hold of a lord's and guild's license, which allows him to sell things to adventurers."

"It turns out that all the products this guy sells are defective. Several adventurers have been injured while taking on commissions because of what he sells."

Terra squeezed through the crowd, came to the streetlight, and looked up.

Then suddenly a smiley face bubble appeared above his head: "I was wondering why I hadn't seen the new version's merchant NPC spawn when I already had 50 silver coins. Oh, so you're here!"

The merchant locked in the cage had a deep impression of the blocky man and the elf beside him. He had seen him before when he was secretly soliciting business outside the guild. At that time, many strange monsters suddenly appeared around the guild, and it was this blocky man who finally dealt with them.

But the black marketeer didn't know why this blocky person was suddenly saying these things.

Could it be that he came to rescue him? The merchant wondered.

The adventurers nearby cheered when they saw Terra approaching. Although Terra was an oddball, everyone had a fairly good impression of her.

One adventurer said, "This guy isn't a good person. If he were just selling some low-quality goods like I said before, that would be one thing, but he's selling them at ridiculously high prices. Plus, he has a criminal record. He's cheated a lot of people out of their money before and was arrested and imprisoned. And now he's even cutting back on his employees' pay."

The adventurer pushed a small boy in front of Terra.

Seeing that the adventurer had revealed so much dirt on him, the merchant was getting anxious. He was still counting on this blocky man to rescue him!

"Don't listen to him! He's lying to you. When have I ever lied to anyone? Just because I sell a variety of things doesn't mean they're bad."

"Besides, where's the high price of my dagger at 76 silver coins? Hasn't it been this price for a long time? You guys should reflect on whether you've been working hard enough to take on commissions and make money!"

"And the copper pickaxes that you adventurers bought from me, the iron swords are broken because you don't know how to use them. How could they break in two if used normally?"

"Let me ask you this: how could a normal dagger break when used to cut bread?"

An adventurer held up a broken dagger for Terra and his companions to see: "This guy, when we locked him up just now, he tried to use the dagger to cut open the wooden cage and escape, but the dagger broke. This guy is so greedy that even the weapon he uses to protect himself is of inferior quality. What kind of weapon did he sell to us?"

Another adventurer spat at the merchant, "Isn't this wood much softer than black bread? Have you no shame?"

Terra absorbed the dagger directly into her body.

"A shattered iron dagger?" Terra muttered to himself, looking at the new weapon in his inventory. He already had a paintball gun; this was useless to him. Not to mention it had the "Shattered" affix, reducing damage by 30%.

but.

Terra said to the adventurer next to her, "I believe this guy is a good person, and I do need the mining helmet and rope that the merchant NPC sells."

The merchant, hanging from the lamppost, suddenly saw hope: "Look at those blocky people, so honest! Unlike you guys who can't make any money and are just jealous of me! I even have those mining helmets! Let me down! If you let me down, I'll give you anything you want! You'll get discounts on everything you buy from now on! Half price, no, 90% off!"

"They saved you, and you still sell them defective products? Have you no shame?"

As Terra approached the streetlamp, the surrounding adventurers blocked her path, preventing her from putting the unscrupulous merchant down.

This is a moral issue.

The black market merchant, locked in a cage, cursed loudly at those below, demanding that Terra release him.

Terra's head bobbed with anger as she looked up and said, "Why is this guy in the cage always chattering away? It's so annoying."

"Huh?" The businessman was bewildered.

Terra waved her torch at the street lamp and said, "Finally found you, merchant NPC. So you've been here all along. I didn't expect the merchant from this gender-bending texture pack to be a street lamp model. It's quite an interesting change. I think this street lamp is tall and slender, still quite charming."

Terra opened the streetlight's chat window, and everyone heard a sweet, girlish voice say, "The sun is high in the sky, so my price isn't high~"

Everyone around was confused.

If it's not a guy, who's talking?

The merchant's shop has many things Terra needs right now, such as piggy banks, ropes, sickles, bug nets, torches, etc. Unfortunately, it's not nighttime, so the merchant isn't selling glow sticks for the time being.

"Hey! Blocky guy, let me down!" the merchant roared.

However, Terra ignored her and turned away.

The adventurer scoffed at the merchant, "You might as well just hang here on the lamppost and wait to die!"

Meanwhile, Terra and her two companions had arrived at the Adventurers' Guild's training grounds.