Zhang Xing's heart sank when he heard a small amount of gold coins. Sure enough, if it was just gold coins, it would be much easier. Those second-class countries wouldn't only have four or five dragons.
Presumably, dragons were rare, and crystals were hard to get. Once these countries started bidding, the price would definitely be raised to an unimaginable sky-high price.
No wonder the original Tian Xing Kingdom didn't have dragons. Emperor Keith was poor and couldn't afford them. Even if he spat blood to buy them, he couldn't afford to feed them meat every day.
He checked the gold coins he carried in his space. There were more than five billion, and only two crystals.
He smiled bitterly in his heart. He thought that after extorting a large sum of money from the Golden Flower Empire, plundering the three empires across the sea, and adding the original spoils of war, he could be considered a god of wealth.
But now he didn't think so. Compared to some small families in third-class countries, he was a poor man, not to mention those first-class and first-class families.
Their families must have a lot of crystals. Compared to crystals, gold coins were scrap metal, worthless.
Ai!
He found the black market, but faced with a shortage of crystals. It was really difficult, wave after wave, and there was no smooth sailing.
He had to find a way to earn more crystals, but he didn't have any idea at the moment. It was better to go to the black market the day after tomorrow to see the situation.
Zhang Xing declined Morte's invitation to stay, and left the blacksmith's guild under the respectful escort of a group of big shots.
Taking advantage of the night, he quietly slipped back to his residence. He didn't speak for the whole night, waiting for the magician certification the next day.
Early the next morning, Wenlock invited Zhang Xing to breakfast, and then went to the magician's guild.
Entering the examination hall, there was a sea of people inside. The young talents of various countries were full of arrogance, gathered in groups of three or five, bragging and chatting.
Although there was no need to go through the tedious, level by level examination, they still had to line up. This time there were too many graduates.
Wan Wu Country governed five second-class countries, plus the rising star Alliance, a total of six countries.
Those who could come here directly for the examination were students from second-class countries. The Alliance of Star Alliance only had one place, Zhang Xing.
The other five countries had a total of more than eight hundred people, divided into five areas. The Alliance of Star Alliance only had Zhang Xing's lonely figure.
This aroused the curiosity of the people around, and there was a lot of discussion.
Hearing about Zhang Xing's glorious deeds, some people praised him, some were jealous, and some were disdainful …
Wenlock stayed by Zhang Xing's side and introduced him to the situation at the scene, as well as the content of the assessment and the things to take note of.
"Captain Zhang, the people sitting in the middle of the hall are the president, vice president, and other big shots of the Magicians Association."
Looking in the direction of the finger, he noticed that he had seen the old man in the middle at the Blacksmith's Guild yesterday. At that time, no one had introduced him. He only knew that those old men were the leaders of the various large Guilds.
"On the left is the president of the Alchemist Association, as well as the masters in the association."
"On the right are the people from the Array Master Guild. Beside them are the people from the Beast Hall."
"Over there are the people from the top three families of the empire. Below them are the seats of more than ten first-rate families."
"There are also the imperial family and some important civil and military officials."
Wenlock's voice trembled as he introduced these important figures. His face was full of questions.
Zhang Xing had seen more than a dozen of them and didn't find it strange. Seeing Wenlock's excited expression, he couldn't help but speak.
"Wenlock, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling hot?"
"What's hot?"
Wenlock was startled and asked back.
The hall was filled with large and small circulation arrays. The temperature was just right, and the air was fresh. How could it be hot?
Zhang Xing didn't speak. He just looked at Wenlock's face playfully.