On the endless dark green grassland, black metal fragments and small white stones are scattered everywhere. Some of the fragments and stones are stuck upside down on the ground, and some are lying flat on the edge of the hills.
The dim reddish sunlight in the afternoon shone down from the west, casting a black shadow on a three-meter-high black metal fragment. The shadow fell obliquely to the ground, hitting the green grass as thin as cashmere.
The sky is light red, and the white clouds are in the shape of steps, one level at a time, one in the east and one in the west, dyed light red.
Between the clouds, a black-painted shuttle-shaped battleship slowly swooped down, and its huge thousand-meter-long hull cast a large shadow on the ground.
The entire battleship is like a torpedo boat, completely pitch black, with small openings densely packed on the surface like a honeycomb. At the tail, there are two tail fins that are slowly opening, spraying light green flames downwards.
Whoosh!
A humanoid mecha flew out from the honeycomb opening below the battleship. The mecha was completely black. It carried a heavy pulse gun in both arms, and carried a smooth and shiny disc black shield on its back. There was a red line on each shoulder. It looked more like
It's a firefighter's outfit.
After the four-meter-high humanoid mecha flew out of the battleship, another similar mecha flew out of the battleship, buzzing downwards like bees leaving the nest.
One of the slightly taller mechas landed lightly on the edge of the largest piece of debris below, and the red electronic eye on the mask scanned it.
"The battle will end in less than half an hour, please search the surrounding area!" A young man's voice came from inside the mecha.
"clear."
Mechas carrying black disks spread out one after another. There were more than twenty densely packed mechas, and they began to conduct a carpet-like search around them.
Light blue flames erupted from the back of the mecha's legs, propelling it to search around the grassland.
After a while, a mecha sent a signal.
"We found something! There is a cave here, and there is a person hiding in it! He was seriously injured."
"Is it him?! How could this happen? Send him back for rescue immediately!"
A few minutes later, a mecha carried a dirty boy and flew towards the battleship. A large number of mechas behind him quickly retreated to the battleship and returned to the original hive entrance.
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In a dark small room
Galen gently opened a large bag in front of him, which was filled with irregular white malachites. He took out one and padded it before putting it in another pocket on his right hand side.
The car owner sat opposite him and watched him inspect the goods quietly.
Neither of them spoke, only the dim lights from the rental house shone down.
Galen took out the stones one by one, putting weight on them one by one, and then put them into the bag on the right side. His movements were neither fast nor slow. His expression was calm.
suddenly.
Garen pinched a stone and frowned.
"This...isn't the stone I want?"
The car owner laughed dryly and quickly took the stone from Garen's hand. "I took it by mistake, I took it by mistake... Haha."
Garen snorted and continued to examine other stones.
Soon several more were found. The car owner's complexion became increasingly ugly, and there was a slight trace of sweat on his forehead.
"Did you get it wrong again this time? Did you get so many wrong items again?" Garen glanced at him. "It seems you don't want to trade anymore."
"How could it be... With so many stones, it is inevitable that there will be mistakes... After all, there are more than two hundred." The car owner wiped his sweat and said with a smile.
"There are two hundred and fifteen stones in total. I'll pay you one thousand and fifteen for them all." Garen said calmly as he put away the last stone.
"What? One thousand and fifty?" The car owner was stunned, "We didn't agree..."
"I didn't agree with you to deal with fakes." Garen interrupted him.
"But it's only one thousand and fifty... This is at least four thousand points worth of goods!" The car owner was sweating more and more.
"Four thousand?" Garen smiled, "If you can find someone to pay this price, you can sell it to you." He leaned back on the sofa behind and looked at the car owner leisurely.
"Aren't you dishonest?" The car owner became anxious and stood up.
"Credit? If you don't mix fake goods, I will still be honest with you. But if you mix fake goods, you can't blame me for lowering the price." Gallon looked calm, "Besides, the purchase price of this batch of goods of yours is at most five points a piece."
.The price I gave you is already very good. If you don’t want to sell it, I’ll find someone else who sells it.”
The car owner did the math and found that one thousand and fifty dollars was equivalent to seven points a piece. He paid only four points a piece, so he still made some money, but it was just a little less. And just like the other person said, this batch of goods was placed in the
In his hands, there would never be so many people willing to buy such a large amount. It would be really difficult to find a buyer other than the student in front of him.
He gritted his teeth. He originally thought that the student in front of him was a prodigal. He was either rich or noble and had too much money. He didn't expect that people would squeeze him so hard in a blink of an eye. He didn't get a big advantage at all from the price.
Awesome...
He raised his eyes and glanced at the right Garen. He was sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai. He was obviously confident in his calmness. He wanted to use force. He thought of the strength of this guy just now and his status as a student of Black Pan Academy.
...
This student is very shrewd. However, he lowered the price excessively to avoid making me anxious and leave some room for others. He lowered the price only after finding fake products, which also seems to be well-founded and not arrogant. He seems to be very short of money, and the black plate student
With my identity, maybe I can...
"I can give you a thousand points for this batch of goods." The car owner suddenly made a decision in his heart.
"Oh?" Garen was slightly startled, but he didn't expect that the other party would say this after suffering a loss. "What conditions do you have?"
"I want to cooperate with you." The car owner took a deep breath and whispered. "You are a student of Black Pan Academy. With this status, we can cooperate. If you can help me get some special information in the school,
...We can definitely achieve a win-win situation.”
"Information? What information?" Garen was really a little surprised this time. He didn't expect that the guy in front of him actually had such thoughts.
"Information on the star students of Blackboard Academy." The car owner became serious, "To be honest, there are basically no people in your academy who are short of money. I have been looking for a long time but haven't found a suitable partner. Let's give it a try this time.
You must know that the outside world is also very curious about the internal situation of your college, and exposing the information of those star students in advance can also increase their popularity, and they can get more powerful bids before graduation, which is also beneficial to them themselves.
benefit."
"It's a good idea." Garen nodded, "But if you can think of it, then naturally others can also think of it. Why hasn't this kind of information been leaked for so long? Have you ever thought about this?" He smiled.
, stood up and picked up the selected bag, a heavy bag.
Use the watch terminal to quickly mark a thousand points for the other party.
"It's the thousand points you said. I have to leave beforehand. Thank you very much this time."
The car owner's uncle was stunned by what Gallon said, and he woke up when he heard the prompt tone on his terminal. By then Gallon was about to go out, and he stood up hurriedly.
"Hey! Can you tell me your name?"
"Nonosiwa. I'll come back to you next time if I need anything."
"My name is Kende! What's your phone number?!" the uncle quickly asked.
Garen glanced at him and reported a series of numbers. Although this guy was a bit stupid, his decision was still good.
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When he returned to his dormitory, Galen directly hung up the do not disturb sign, closed the curtains, and began to truly retreat.
Turning on the white light, he poured all the stones onto a large piece of paper. Garen carefully took off his clothes and sat cross-legged in front of the stones.
"With so many impurities in white malachite this time, it should be able to successfully break through to the second level, right?" He felt a little hopeful.
In fact, he has never really mastered a pure secret martial art of life. In the totem world, he was interrupted midway, took a side track, and practiced evil skills. In the vampire world, he has mastered the secret martial art of life.
Wu has only one entry level from beginning to end.
Unexpectedly, in this world, the rare materials needed to create secret martial arts are sold as offal items, which are completely worthless.
"This is the difference between the worlds..." Garen sighed in his heart. His mind quickly fell into the records of the Cold Prison Peacock Skill.
The first five levels of Cold Prison Peacock Kung Fu are the foundation for building a foundation, used to improve the physical condition. Only the last three levels are the real breakthroughs and advancements. The last three levels can only be completed after the seeds of the Secret Martial Arts of Life have completely taken root and sprouted.
It can be said that the special skills produced by studying people's body constitution as the basis and combined with them should be truly powerful secret martial arts that are completely suitable for Nonosiwa's body. That's why it is called the derived layer. Only those who have completed the basics can be qualified.
Three layers after derivation.
"I don't know what will happen after entering the second floor." Garen slowly closed his eyes and gently pressed his hands on the pile of white stones in front of him.
In the room, his body sitting cross-legged gradually emitted a faint chill, and the skin all over his body turned faintly light blue.
On the pile of stones in front of him, several white stones that were touched by his hands slowly began to melt and shatter. Silently, the stones quickly turned into piles of white powder, and as the powder became more and more
, Garen’s hands and arms also turned increasingly blue.
The air temperature in the room was getting colder and colder, with gusts of cold wind blowing around Gallon, and a thin layer of ice slowly formed on the pot of green cactus on the windowsill.
Time passed minute by minute.
Garen's entire mind was focused on the changes in his body.
The moment the impurity malachite was absorbed, all the cold current threads in his body rushed out from the palms of his hands like crazy, and densely plunged into the small pile of white stones.
A large amount of viscous liquid was madly sucked into the body, and was quickly divided and swallowed by the countless blue cold threads inside the body. As the cold threads continued to swallow the liquid material, they themselves became thicker and thicker, starting from the hair.
Si laughed, gradually becoming the thickness of chopsticks, and then actually becoming the thickness of a finger.
These cold threads circulate crazily in the body, and wherever they pass, any part will naturally condense into thin layers of frost.