At noon, Lin You specially ordered takeout and while he was eating, his cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang.
I took out my cell phone and saw that there was a message on WeChat, and the person who sent the message was an old man who does the 'soul sense' business in Jiangbei Mall.
Click on the voice button, and the old man's voice comes out.
"Young man, the things have been sold for you and the money has been transferred. It's better to accept it. It's better not to accept it."
The voice was followed by a transfer. The transfer amount in today's world is relatively open, and 190,000 is not a problem.
When he heard the last word, Lin You twitched the corner of his mouth. He could completely imagine the old man's face when he said this.
Forget about the interest of 10,000 yuan, why are you planning to swallow my huge sum?
Of course, Lin You just thought about it. He was able to sell the stuck soul in such a short period of time. The old man was a big help this time.
Although the old man's personality is different from that of ordinary old men, it doesn't matter if he is naughty. People are old at heart.
Just in time, after lunch, I stopped by Jiangbei Mall to buy some magic supplements, and then thanked the old man in person.
The magic supplements and magic debris absorbed previously have been basically eliminated, and the medicinal effects have been almost absorbed. It is time to absorb some more magic supplements.
Now there are about 200,000 funds, which can barely be enough to build a medium-sized magic crystal.
Small magic crystals cost between 80,000 and 100,000.
The price of medium-sized magic crystals starts at 150,000 yuan, and the price of high-quality crystals can reach more than 200,000 yuan.
It's just not clear whether medium-sized magic crystals meet the system's definition of mid-level magic supplements.
If it can, then why not make a lot of money?
Ten minutes later, after finishing lunch, Lin You turned off the lights and air conditioner and went out.
Since he was not in a hurry and it was Sunday again, Lin You was able to save time and go back to Jiangbei Mall by bus.
After entering the mall, Lin You went straight to the old man's soul shop.
When I arrived, I found that the rather small shop was deserted except for the old man.
This is not surprising either.
After all, the store is on the first floor, and customers who come specifically to this floor will rarely see a few duelists.
Not to mention the one-star duelists, even the trainee-level ones all ran to the second floor.
And how many of these informal duellists have soul-sense needs?
The stuck soul is not a piece of cabbage, it is a product of the secret realm.
Since there was no business, the old man was leaning leisurely on a deck chair, fanning himself with a cattail leaf fan in his hand.
He is obviously greedy for money, but he seems to enjoy his leisure time.
Lin You was a little confused, but at this moment, the old man seemed to notice something and suddenly narrowed one eye.
"Huh? Isn't this a young man?"
The old man sat up and said happily: "Why, have you changed your mind? Are you going to give me more support for the sake of an old man like me?"
Lin You had expected this kind of virtue of his, but he still said helplessly: "Old man, are you so short of money?"
"It's missing!"
The old man nodded matter-of-factly, "Of course we are short of money. In these days, what can we do if we don't need money for food, drink and fun? We are getting older, and we don't have much time left. We have to think about saving more money, so that we can have the last breath before we are buried."
A piece of scenery?"
"..."
Lin You had no way to refute, so he could only say: "You are right. I strongly support you mentally. The sale of stuck souls is also thanks to your old age. Oh, that's not right."
Speaking of this, Lin You suddenly realized that something was wrong and said casually: "Old man, that's not right. What you do is 'soul sensing' work. Those who are capable of doing this work should be 'psychics', right?"
Lin You didn't know much about "Psychic Envoys", but he only knew roughly that people who could become Psychic Envoys often had good attainments in soul power, which was a profession that was much rarer than that of duelists.
It's just that this profession has always been inconspicuous and doesn't seem to have any special combat capabilities. It has never appeared in any public duel events, resulting in a thin sense of existence.
The public’s understanding of ‘psychics’ is basically limited to the fact that they have the ability to ‘soul sense’.
In comparison, another profession, ‘card maker’, is well known despite being rare in number and rarely appearing in the public eye.
After all, the cards used by the public are all made by card masters, so it is easy for people to admire them.
"You also said that you are a psychic, not a card maker. A psychic is worth a lot of money, but unlike a card maker, he makes money and has a soft hand, and there are a lot of young and beautiful sisters who actively throw themselves into his arms.
Hug, you overestimate my old bones."
The old man didn't know whether he was joking or mocking himself, but he quickly said: "Okay, there is no need to say more words of thanks. It is only natural that you use money to do things."
"That's okay..."
After hesitating for a moment, Lin You took out his mobile phone, operated it for a while, and then showed it to the old man, "Old man, I will give you another ten thousand, don't be too little. Next time I have a business, I need your help."
After saying this, fearing that he would regret it midway, Lin You quickly walked out of the store after saying a simple hello to the old man.
The old man looked at the account notification message on his phone, then looked at the direction where Lin You left, and suddenly grinned and said, "Is this young man's name Lin You?"
…
Not long after leaving the store, Lin You found a store in the mall that had a bigger sign and was probably more reliable, specializing in selling magic supplements.
After entering the store, I quickly selected a medium-sized magic crystal worth 170,000 yuan.
The medium-sized magic crystals are not much larger than the small ones, at most they are as big as a billiard ball.
But in terms of effects, there is no need for certification, the good frequency of the product can speak for itself.
Lin You didn't choose, and quickly selected one. The young sales lady immediately beamed, thinking that she would be able to celebrate with a new mobile phone that she had dreamed of for a long time after get off work.
When he got home, Lin You did nothing. He opened the shopping bag and took out the magic crystal packed in a nourishing crystal box.
Feeling the alluring magic aura emanating from the surface of the magic crystal, Lin You didn't waste any time and immediately released his magic power.
The faint blue magic power emerged and enveloped the magic crystal. The moment the magic power spread out and swallowed it, the speed of the magic power in Lin You's body suddenly increased.
The devouring of magic power begins.
…
In a dark basement.
More than a dozen people were gathering here, listening to a man with a clown's face painted on his face.
"Jianghua High School, this is the part you are responsible for among the five key high schools selected in this action plan."
The clown introduced: "According to information, at tomorrow's graduation ceremony, among the school leaders attending, there are two most troublesome people. One is the teacher in charge of the duel class, named Wu Jiayuan, and the other is the principal of Jianghua High School, Yang Shan.
"
"Both of them are Glory 1-star duelists. Putting them aside, the remaining school leaders, dueling class teachers, etc. all have the strength of 1-star to 3-star duelists. There are about 17 people in total."
"So many duelists? And there are two Glory-level ones?" A man wearing a dark mask asked in surprise, and the others also became uneasy.
These people have the same characteristics. They all wear uniform black masks on their faces. They have a common title - Dark Duelist!
"You don't have to worry about this. Tomorrow, there will be very vivid 'big insects' to cooperate."
"Big Insect? Whose thing should I use..." The dark duelist looked surprised at first, but then he seemed hesitant to speak, and became uneasy inside.
As a dark duelist, he knew what a "big insect" was.
That thing is a dangerous creature that requires a 'soul' to activate. After activation, the big bug can be silently implanted into the bodies of specific people, which is actually ordinary people.
Ordinary people cannot become duelists because the magic power in their bodies is too thin to form a soul connection with dueling gloves. The bodies of such people will be completely unable to repel the invasion of big insects and lack any resistance.
After the big bug invades the human body, the 'soul' as a sacrifice will gradually dominate the body's will, then consume the body's vitality, combine with the sacrificed soul, and release a powerful source of darkness.
Therefore, the more powerful the sacrificed soul, the more terrifying the power of the source of darkness.
With the help of the source of darkness, they, the dark duellists, can drag their prey into a 'dark game' that is difficult to interfere with from the outside world.
With the personality of the clown, he should not be willing to sacrifice his soul to activate that kind of creature.
It was precisely when the dark duelist thought of this that he suddenly became nervous.
His name is Zhou Zheng. Among the dozens of dark duelists, he has devoured the largest number of souls, and he is also the one with the best chance of obtaining the independent action code name.
In this dark world with strict hierarchies, once you are designated as a 'soul victim' by your superiors, there is no room for maneuver.
"No need to be nervous."
The clown clearly saw what he was thinking, and suddenly smiled and said: "That big insect has been activated by the soul a long time ago, so all you need to do is cooperate."
"What?"
Zhou Zheng looked surprised, but he was relieved in his heart.
The price of soul sacrifice is too serious. If he is really the one to bear the sacrifice, it will become even more difficult for him to climb to a high position.
That hurts the fundamental existence.
But if it weren't for him, who would be the victim...
Thinking about these colleagues around me, it's not that I look down on them, but based on their souls, the big bug might not look down on them at all.
Even he can barely satisfy the big insect's appetite, but the concentration of the source of darkness he creates will be extremely poor.
The person who truly meets the needs and can create a source of darkness that is effective for Glory-level duellists is probably the clown in front of me, but with his personality, it is impossible for him to be willing to make such a sacrifice.
At least I won't ask for it.
"Let me introduce it to you."
The clown showed a cold smile and took the lead into the depths of the basement. He spread his hands to show everyone a shabby sofa placed in a remote location.
"His code name is 'Gray Wolf', and he will be the leader of the attack on Jianghua High School tomorrow."
The gray wolf sitting on the sofa seemed to be asleep, completely ignoring the clown and others who walked in, and just watched TV.
But when Zhou Zhengguang heard this code name, his eyes widened and he asked in horror: "Is it the Gray Wolf who once devoured the souls of hundreds of duelists?"
"Oh haha, that's right. If it weren't for following the organization's arrangements and staying dormant in this city for five years without taking any action, this number would have increased even more," the clown said.
"Is it all just for today?" Zhou Zheng asked confused.
"It seems that your understanding of the organization is not deep enough."
The clown stared at him for a long time, and then sneered: "Our actions or hibernation are not carefully formulated strategies for a specific goal, but a surprise weapon that can be effective at any time when the organization shows its strength."
"Let these people who are unscrupulously attacking organizations in the secret realm know that no matter which country you come from, or how strong your dueling background is, as long as you anger the Evernight Society, what awaits you will still be a long night!
"
The clown's voice became more and more cold. In the end, he looked around at the dozen dark duelists in the basement and said coldly: "Tomorrow..."