008 was throwing a celebration in Tang Susu's mind. If it wasn't for its low level, it would have physically pounced on the golden hill and given it a bite.
Tang Susu was also a little excited, but she didn't show it on her face. "How did you come up with selling gold?"
Before the stall owner could say anything, someone beside him chimed in with a familiar and mocking tone.
"It's all because Old Chen treats these as treasures and has to bring them with him even when he's escaping. He said that gold is a currency that has been passed down since ancient times. Gold can help him secure a better life."
"Who knew that there would be crystal cores in the zombies' heads? Everyone is so desperate for it now that they can even use it as a medium of exchange. It soon became popular, but it's quite hard for ordinary people like us who can't kill zombies. We can only trade something for something else, and they have to be of value!"
