It was a small white stone, only the size of a thumbnail, mixed in a plate of other variegated stones. There were not only white stones in it, but also yellow, black, and red. The white stone was inconspicuous in it, but Galleon's
His eyes were vaguely fixed on this stone.
"It's a bit like..." He was also a little unsure.
He reached out and picked up the plate of small stones. There were about seven or eight such small stones in the palm-sized black rusty plate.
"This is a colored light stone obtained from the Thousand Islands Territory. It costs fifty points a piece. When stones of different colors are rubbed with hard objects, they will emit colored sparks. They are usually chemical raw materials used to extract the brilliant light R." The car owner took a look.
Gallon was interested in this and immediately began to introduce the origin and function of the stone.
Garen also knows that the home star federation is currently in a period of division. All regions are divided into regions, and the specialties of different regions are also different.
"Brilliant Light R? Are you talking about the special injector fuel that can only be equipped with advanced mechas?" He recalled the information he remembered.
"Yes, yes, that's it. If you want, this thing is cheaper for you. You can take it all for two hundred points." The car owner waved his hand cheerfully, making a gesture of selling at a loss.
"One hundred points." Galleon put the plate on the table and came to a conclusion with surprise, and casually replied with a price.
"One hundred points?!" The car owner immediately showed an exaggerated expression. "I can't even get my capital back at one hundred points, at least one hundred and eighty points!"
Garen shook his head.
"I only offer a hundred points."
The car owner may have never seen someone so determined to buy something. At this time, another person asked him about a mechanical part. That was a big item worth 500 points, which made him much more profit. He calculated it, and this stone was nothing more than a piece of machinery.
It is the most common item in the Thousand Islands Territory. The purchase price there is only 5.0 points per piece, and 8 stones is only 40.00 points. If you sell it for 100 points, you can still make a good profit.
Wave your hands.
"Okay, okay, one hundred and one hundred. I only sold it to you because I see you are an honest person. Remember to take care of me next time..."
"If you buy more of these white stones next time, I can buy them in large quantities for twenty points a piece." Garen pinched the white stone and said with a smile. He seemed to be in a good mood.
The car owner paused immediately and looked at the Gallon carefully. "Are you sure?" he asked.
"Of course, I can leave you my phone number." Garen nodded.
"How much do you want?" Seeing that a big business might be coming to his door, the car owner quickly reassured the customers on the other side and came over to negotiate the price face to face with Gallon.
"At least a hundred or more." Garen answered frankly. "And we may need more in the future."
"More than a hundred..." The car owner licked his lips. He was completely moved. Buying more can also lower the price. I estimate that you can get 4.00 yuan per piece over there, and 21.00 pieces here, so the price difference will be
Earn sixteen points, one hundred points is one thousand six hundred points!
He instantly felt in a good mood, 1,600 points, which was equivalent to his entire monthly profit. This business could earn back a month's income.
Great patron! Great patron!!
The car owner's eyes shone, and his expression suddenly became softer.
"Are you sure you want at least a hundred pills? Do you want more?"
"I want more, but I don't have enough funds at the moment, so maybe 300 is the limit." Garen replied calmly. In fact, he felt a burst of joy in his heart.
If he read correctly, this white stone actually contains white malachite!
The antiques were not found, and the potential points were not found. Instead, a white malachite impurity stone was found. This made Gallon feel indescribably weird.
White malachite, that is the most basic and essential training item of the Cold Hell Peacock Kung Fu. In the previous world, he could not make any progress in the technique because he could not find this kind of thing. Now he accidentally found it in the grocery market.
This precious stone was actually extracted and used as fuel? What a waste!
According to the knowledge in his memory, the combustible components in white malachite are actually the most useless, and what remains after burning is the real essence. He didn't expect that he would actually buy a casket for a pearl.
"Less than three hundred pieces, more than a hundred pieces, right? No problem!" The car owner agreed boldly, "Whenever you want the goods, I can get them for you in two days."
"Of course, the faster, the better." Garen replied.
He padded the white stone in his hand. The smile on his face became more natural.
The same car owner also had an uncontrollable smile on his face. This stone was simply not easy for his channel.
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I continued to walk around the grocery market for a few times, but found no other harvest, only the car owner got an unexpected white malachite impurity.
Garen came back from the grocery market, took the stone and headed straight into his dormitory, and put up a Do Not Disturb sign outside.
Holding the stone, Galen sat cross-legged on the bed. The curtains were also drawn, and it was still raining heavily outside.
Quietly close your eyes and immerse yourself in your own spiritual space.
In the dark space, two basketball-sized soul seeds rotated spontaneously. They were suspended in the center, like two bright balls of light, one blue and one gold, extremely conspicuous.
Behind the two soul seeds, two light spots as small as the size of fireflies can be vaguely seen floating.
Garen reached out his consciousness and gently touched the two light spots.
The red light spots swept over the place lightly. These were the secret martial arts seeds related to metals. The training environment needed to be deep in the mine veins. There was absolutely no condition to achieve it.
The other blue one is the Cold Hell Peacock Technique that he practiced last time. Since he was unable to continue practicing last time and left that world, this seed has returned to the Secret Martial Arts Seed of Life.
The form floats quietly in the depths of Garen's soul.
As soon as his consciousness came into contact with the blue light spot, in an instant, an icy blue mist suddenly spread up along the tentacles of consciousness.
Wow! Wow!
A peacock's cry, like a child's cry, suddenly sounded in Garen's ears.
A large amount of blue mist from the Cold Prison Peacock Technique suddenly spread from his head.
Garen, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, suddenly had a flash of deep blue in his eyes, and invisible blue mist spread from the depths of his soul and filled his body. It was a deep chill, cold.
And slowly, from the head down, through the neck, spread across the chest, and dispersed towards the limbs.
"Only the Secret Martial Arts of Life can ignore the differences in the world and the body. This is a powerful martial arts created with the most basic rules... It is a common principle of martial arts in any world!"
The words flowed through Garen's mind again.
Countless blue mists invisible to the naked eye continued to spread throughout his body.
A little blue light flickered and beat slightly on his chest, going on and off, as if he was breathing.
Garen's whole body was trembling slightly. After all, this body is different from the previous ones. The most fundamental structure and genes are different, but it doesn't matter. No matter what the structure, the secret weapon itself is alive and can automatically adapt to the human body's constitution.
Slowly absorb nutrients and grow into the secret martial arts system that best suits the body. Even if the same seed is given to a thousand people to practice, then one thousand people will have a thousand different secret martial arts.
Garen's whole body was shivering from the cold, and his skin became whiter and whiter, even with a hint of blue, and even his hair was covered with a thin layer of white frost.
I don't know how long it took, but the chill in his body finally subsided slightly. Garen finally came back to his senses and looked at his own attribute column.
I saw a new icon clearly appearing on the Miwu column.
'Han Jing Peacock Kung Fu: The Secret Martial Arts of Life, the origin is unknown, the first level of entry (the basic level is five levels, the derivative level is three levels, the full level is eight levels). The completion of each level of the skill will purify one's own blood, and gradually move towards
Drawing on the peacock physique of Cold Prison, he finally achieved the highest form, reaching the Legion level at the limit.'
"Sure enough, it's easy to get started on the first level." Garen opened his eyes, raised his hand, and looked at the white stone in his hand.
Feeling the densely packed cobweb-like movement routes in the body, traces of cold air flowed closely and complexly along these three-dimensional networks, like the most sophisticated instrument pipes.
Garen moved slightly, and a trace of cold air suddenly surged out of his palm, accurately penetrating into the white stone in his hand.
The first level of the Cold Hell Peacock Technique is easy to practice, but it has no other effect besides lowering your body temperature. But now it is different. With white malachite, although it is just an impurity stone, this stone itself contains the cold hell
A trace of similar substance in the peacock blood has the effect of accelerating the peacock skill.
Sitting on the bed, Garen watched helplessly as the white stone in his palm melted rapidly, collapsed, and turned into a small puddle of white ash in his palm.
"This is the Secret Martial Arts of Life. Only those who have the seeds of the Secret Martial Arts of Life can truly practice this secret technique." Garen sighed slightly. He felt a water-like fluid seep into his palms, and then was absorbed by countless cold air threads in his body.
Scrambling to divide and absorb.
After dividing up all the fluids, Garen faintly felt that his Peacock Skill seemed to have made some progress.
I glanced at the skill bar. Behind the weird ice-blue peacock icon of the Cold Hell Peacock Skill, there was an extra blood-red symbol explaining it.
‘The Cold Prison Peacock Skill: Getting started with the first level, the completion rate of the second level is 12%.’
"A small impurity stone can make 12% progress, not bad..." Garen carefully packed the white ash in a small bottle. Cover it tightly. This thing is purified advanced mecha thruster fuel. Save more.
It can also be sold for money.
In the next two days, he also calmed down and practiced the exercise method every day. The first level of transformation of the Cold Hell Peacock Kung Fu was very weak and had no effect on consciousness. Gallon guessed that it might be after reaching the higher level.
There may be some interaction.
I insist on playing a few rounds of simulated battles every night to become familiar with the battle modes of mechas in this world.
After going on for so long, his reputation as a funny boy has gradually come out, and his ranking in the first-level area has risen to less than 150,000. After winning more than ten games in a row, he has earned more than a thousand general points. This is also
Let simulated battles become the only way to make money in Gallon the fastest.