"Also, these equipment are all prepared for you. Come and take a look. Because of the special attribute equipment requirement, you may not be able to equip them. I will make a record. When the time comes, the instructor will adjust the equipment and choose the most suitable equipment for you."
Li Qingran woke up early today and did her homework in advance.
She took out a pen and paper and brought Fang Heng to a few boxes in the corner of the tent.
"Three boxes? That many?"
"Yes, and that's only part of it. The fallen corridor is now closed. It's very troublesome to get equipment from outside."
Fang Heng nodded and walked to Li Qingran's side. He reached out to open the boxes.
When he opened the boxes, Fang Heng's eyes immediately lit up.
He was almost blinded by a box full of shiny gold equipment!
Was this the power of money?
D*mn it!
Was the Necromancer Association so rich?
