I'll go Mu Chuyue was called a "poor guy" before she could say a word throughout the entire process, and was also despised for no reason.
What is this thing called?
Her original plan was to give this person double the price to join the queue, but the plan was stillborn.
It's not sad.
The original good mood was instantly diluted.
Mu Chuyue never thought of herself as someone who was easy to bully, so she picked up a stone on the ground and planned to give him a black slap to make this guy famous today.
As a result, as soon as the stone was held in his hand, two men wearing low-level alchemist robes walked up not far away, talking and laughing.
"Snobbery" opened his eyes upon hearing this, and greeted the two of them warmly with a flattering look on his face: "Two alchemists, are you going somewhere?"
That attitude is completely different from before.
Although there is only one space wormhole, if you leave a mark on the space vehicle you are riding on, you can "get off" anywhere along the space passage.
"Nature is the end."
The two held their heads high and glanced condescendingly at the ticket waiter.
"Okay, okay, here are the tickets for two adults.
High-end vehicles will be provided at the entrance.
Please go over there."
The ticket waiter stretched out his hand to point in the direction of the space wormhole, bent down deeply, and the smile on his face did not fade at all.
He kept looking at the two of them until their backs shrank to the size of a sesame seed.
Looking back, she saw an enlarged little face.
Mu Chuyue was leaning on the window rail with one hand on her chin, staring at him.
"Little poor guy, what are you doing?"
The ticket waiter looked a little confused.
"Why didn't they give me any money, and they were able to jump in line blatantly?"
Mu Chuyue's eyes were bright.
She decided that if this guy answered well, she would just reward him with two violent shocks.
The ticket attendant stared at her as if she were a fool: "You must be from the country." "" What the hell, look at the bumpkin's expression.
Mu Chuyue looked confused.
"I don't blame you.
Who told our imperial capital to be a metropolis directly connected to the central area of the mainland?"
He coughed twice and said, "The two people who passed by just now are genuine alchemists."
"So what?"
Mu Chuyue asked.
"That's an alchemist.
It's one of the top professions in the mainland.
All alchemists can take the space wormhole free of charge."
The ticket waiter's eyes widened as if he could show his shock.
But Mu Chuyue's face did not change as he expected.
This kid had an expression on his face that said, "So that's it, but it's just that."
It made him itch.
Shouldn't he utter an exclamation like "Wow, this is a living alchemy technique" to show his status as a country bumpkin who entered the imperial capital for the first time.
Damn, you don’t play according to the routine at all.
The ticket waiter lost the satisfaction of succeeding in pretending and raised his hand impatiently to dismiss Mu Chuyue.
"Go, go, little poor guy, you don't even know how to be an alchemist, don't stop me from taking a nap."
After finishing speaking, there was no one in front of the window, only the breeze.
""The ticket waiter was messy in the wind.
It's so unpleasant to hit cotton with one punch.
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In this regard, Mu Chuyue said: What does it have to do with me?
From the ticket waiter, Mu Chuyue got a piece of information, that is, alchemists have special privileges.
They have a lot of privileges.
Why had she never heard of this benefit before?
Maybe she was a fake alchemist.
"It seems that I really need to make up for these common sense questions."
An alchemist who does not keep pace with the times is not a good alchemist xx4911131: