Big Capitalist

Chapter 850 Artifact!

Merlin raised his eyebrows and looked at the earthenware jar meaningfully. The earthenware jar understood what he meant and quickly picked out one from the pile of jars at the back and handed it to Bartlett with a smile on his face.

Bartlett eagerly took it, his eyes gleaming with anticipation, and asked hurriedly, "How do you open this jar?"

Tuguan patiently explained, "Just turn on the control system."

Upon hearing this, Bartlett immediately opened the pocket jar as instructed.

In an instant, there was a crackling sound like firecrackers, a purple light flashed out, and a weapon appeared in front of him.

"Secretly crafted and exquisite Sky Tree Cross!" Bartlett couldn't help but exclaimed.

It’s actually purple rare equipment!

Moreover, its attributes are even more amazing, with a special effect of slow healing level +1.

Bartlett knew exactly how the weapons in this dream world were classified into different levels of rarity, from ordinary white equipment, to excellent blue equipment, to the rare purple equipment before him, and even the rarer artifact-level pink equipment. Every time a level was upgraded, the attributes of the equipment would have a qualitative leap.

With this weapon, Bartlett felt as if he had the confidence to clear Mirkwood. He even had the confidence to venture into the legendary, even more dangerous depths of Mirkwood. He couldn't help but sigh, "This jar is worth every penny!"

The earthenware jar also pretended to be surprised and said, "My dear customer, you really hit the jackpot! Would you like to try other jars? I also have armor and jewelry jars here. I guarantee you will be satisfied."

Although Bartlett was itching to open a few more cans, he knew in his heart that he couldn't do it with his current financial resources. He could only suppress the urge in his heart and said helplessly, "Later, later."

Bartlett turned around and said to Merlin gratefully, "Merlin, thank you for your guidance. Otherwise, I really wouldn't have known there was such a great thing as a pocket jar."

Merlin smiled and responded, "As long as you're happy."

Bartlett picked up his new cross weapon, feeling a bit down when he thought about his chosen support class. But then he thought about his "good brothers," and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, thinking to himself: "Looks like I need to get them to open a jar, too."

Not long after, the three-headed dragon, having received Bartlett's message, hurried to the location of the earthen jar.

Leonard looked at the earthen jar suspiciously, then turned to Bartlett and asked, "Is this the good place you mentioned?"

Bartlett proudly held his cross before everyone and boasted, "See? A rare purple weapon, ever? I opened a can and got it!"

"Purple rare weapon!" These words were like a bombshell, instantly filling the three people's eyes with envy. They had never seen such advanced weapons before.

Draco's eyes lit up with excitement, and he asked eagerly, "Did this really come out of a jar?"

Bartlett nodded and answered affirmatively: "Of course."

"How much is the jar?" Descartes asked the earthen jar impatiently.

The earthenware pot had a sly smile on his face and said, "One thousand gold coins per pot!"

"One thousand gold coins? So expensive?" The three of them couldn't help but gasp in amazement, but when they thought of the exciting and powerful weapon, they gritted their teeth and decided to give it a try.

The three dragons dug out their own small treasuries and bought the jars with gold coins with great heartache.

Draco opened the jar anxiously. After a series of crackling sounds, an ugly wooden stick slowly emerged from the jar, engraved with "A worn-out training stick (stick? Magician's weapon)? Quality white".

Draco looked at the broken stick, which was not even as good as his novice staff, and his face instantly became long. He was so angry that he shouted at the earthenware pot: "Swindler! You are cheating me!"

The earthen pot quickly smiled and said, "Ah, my dear, this is a gambling pot after all, so it's inevitable that this will happen. Do you want another one? Maybe the next one will be a good one."

"I'm going to paralyze you!" Draco was furious and stretched out his hand to rush forward and hit the earthen jar.

"Forget it, forget it!" Bartlett was quick to grab Draco.

Seeing this, Leonard swallowed nervously, fearing that he would also offer such garbage.

Fortunately, he was lucky. After opening the jar, a blue-quality weapon appeared - an exquisite hand-held rotary launcher? Sharpshooter? Blue-quality? Automatic pistol.

"Although it's not as good as the purple weapon, it's still pretty good!" Leonard said excitedly with a satisfied smile on his face.

It was Descartes' turn. He suddenly knelt down in front of the jar with a "thump" and even kowtowed three times.

This sudden action shocked Tuguan and the other three dragons.

Although mountain dragons do have the custom of kneeling on the ground to pray, kowtowing to a pot...

Decarte muttered a prayer for a long time, then suddenly shouted, "Open!"

After a crackling sound, a dazzling pink light burst out from the jar.

"Holy artifact? The mysterious Silver Lake Narcissus's Black Iron Sword? Dagger? Ghost Swordsman's weapon? Artifact?"

"Top Level? Physical Attack +188

Magical Attack Power +228

Independent Attack Power +109

Intelligence +20

Casting speed +2%

Dark attribute attack

Magic Critical Hit Rate +2%

Ghost Swordsman lv1~10 All skills +1 (except special skills)

Depending on the number of inheritance and holy items you carry, additional effects will be generated [Strength, Intelligence, Physical Strength, Spirit +1]"

The sudden pink light made it difficult for the four people present to open their eyes.

Bartlett's eyes almost popped out of his head as he exclaimed, "The legendary divine weapon?!"

When Descartes saw this scene, he was stunned at first, as if he couldn't believe his eyes.

Then, he suddenly burst into ecstatic laughter: "This is a divine artifact! The legendary divine artifact! As expected, I was right to kowtow to the jar!"

As he spoke, Dekar grabbed the dagger and rubbed it against his face like a treasure, muttering, "Face and the like are not as important as a divine weapon! My little darling!"

Seeing this, the other three dragons' faces were twisted with jealousy, especially Draco who fired the broken weapon, his eyes almost spitting fire.

"Fuck, this feels so good!" Draco said through gritted teeth.

"No, I want to open the can! I want to open the can again!" Leonard also shouted.

But at this time, they had very few gold coins left. In desperation, the four of them looked at each other and instantly understood each other.

For now, it seems that there is only one way, and that is to collect gold coins!

The other three dragons immediately ran out onto the street, shouting at the top of their lungs, "Want to buy Dream World gold coins! Trading Real World Communication Crystals! Lots of gold coins!"