Based on the available information, it was not difficult for Lin Xiao to deduce that the offline identity of 'Xueli' was none other than 'Ms. Shirley', the chairman of the federal "Yongsheng Pharmaceutical".
Ms. Shirley is a loser due to her age, but her pharmaceutical skills are among the best in the Federation.
This bottle of "Dragon Bone Potion" was refined by her herself. It can enhance the physique of the drinker, and the effect is beyond words.
Not long after drinking it, Lin Xiao felt that he was in a very classic state of "bones rattling and mud all over his body".
After opening the window and taking a cold shower, Lin Xiao turned off the lights and lay down to sleep, her eyes shining slightly in the dark night:
"Dafu?"
"Ooo?" A soft cry came from under the bed.
"Would you like to lie down on the bed for a while and then go back to the card?"
A beam of moonlight shone in and fell at the foot of the bed, illuminating the little seal.
It raised its upper body, stretched out its two flippers and lay on the bed sheet. It looked at Lin Xiao with its black eyes and nodded gently: "Ooo~(????)?"
Having just been summoned, the little seal must not be used to it. Lin Xiao smiled slightly, reached out and hugged the little seal's snow-white fur, and placed it on his left pillow.
On the right pillow is a simple and heavy meteor sword. Lying on the bed, the red lines are glowing red.
The bedside table next to it was leaning against an ice crystal spear, reflecting the dazzling light.
"Tsk." Lin Xiao hugged the little seal and turned his back to the bedside table, "It's too bright!"
Ice Lance:(T ^ T)
As the night grew darker, as Lin Xiao fell asleep, the Meteoric Sword and the Ice Spear Technique gradually disembodied themselves and flew back to the Fire Seed.
The little seal was held in his arms, looking at the man's tired and gentle face, his little eyes twinkling slightly.
Then.
Dafu found himself lifted up and thrown onto his right pillow, with one arm resting on his belly. The little seal shook its flippers and tried to sit up.
"Ohu~Σ(っ°Д°;)っ"
Let me go~
Lin Xiao: "Zzz..."
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Early the next morning, Lin Xiao was in high spirits and ignored the resentful look in the little seal's eyes.
Went downstairs and had breakfast: egg sandwich, oat milk, watermelon platter.
Lin Xiao and Little Seal went out together and walked to the waste recycling station on 255th Street.
The baby seal is all white, with its chin resting on the ground and crawling forward. Its cute posture attracts countless gazes.
"Hey, I've seen the dog walker,
This is my first time sneaking around like a seal!"
"Damn the Shaika Party...but seals are so cute!"
Come to the waste recycling station.
Parts, scrap cards, and steel piled up like mountains, emitting the smell of card printing ink and machine oil.
The shop owner is a tomboyish repairman, wearing dirty overalls and a construction hat, and he pokes his head out from under a scrapped shuttle car:
"You want to collect rags?"
"That's right."
"You can pick whatever you like." The store manager leaned against the trolley and returned to the bottom of the car. "You can estimate the price yourself... If the price is too low, please don't come into the store next time."
Lin Xiao paced back and forth around the mountain of scraps, his eyes seeming to be rummaging through a mountain of treasures.
The system's "synthesis" cannot repair useless cards, but Lin Xiao inherited the knowledge of repairing cards from his predecessor.
Each ‘card repair’ consumes a lot of energy, and the failure rate is very high.
But what Lin Xiao lacks most is source power and willpower.
"How about this "Broken Elementary Fishing Rod", priced at 30 star coins?" Lin Xiao picked up a card.
"Hey." The store manager leaned forward and sat on the pulley with his hands on his knees and looked at Lin Xiao.
He is as handsome as a federal male movie star, but he turns out to be a poor man.
"Huh?" The store manager's eyes fell on the whimpering little seal.
"Ooo~?*?(?*?????)*?"
The baby seal’s eyes emit ‘star light waves’.
It’s cheaper, it’s cheaper~
"Woo, woo..." The store manager lowered his head, clenched his fists in a mournful tone, and raised his head and said, "This card is free for you."
"Ah?" Lin Xiao was stunned.
"The condition is that you let me touch this seal." The store manager raised his middle finger, then changed it to his index finger, "Just one touch will do."
Lin Xiao lowered his head.
Then... I can only trouble you and sacrifice your appearance!
"Oh! (≧?≦)?" Leave it to me.
The store manager threw down his repair gloves and ran to the sink to wash his hands carefully. Then he squatted down and rubbed the little seal with some fear and joy.
In this slum, people's faces are full of frustration, and they often look at the unlit Star Map Bridge on the other side of the river.
But the little seal was like a beam of light, dispelling the store manager's fatigue today.
"Huh..." She breathed a sigh of relief, "Take the fishing rod away. You can also pick the more expensive one for free - just let me take a sip of the seal's belly."
"This is not possible." Lin Xiao thought, I haven't even smoked it myself.
Bang, bang, bang!
At this time, the waste recycling truck came back.
It carried today's garbage and happiness, spewing exhaust fumes. One of the headlights in front of the car was broken. The other headlight saw Lin Xiao and its horn shone brightly.
"What's wrong with its headlights?" Lin Xiao asked.
"It was broken by a drunkard on the street, and I don't have time to fix it - why do you ask?"
"I often take it to the subway station. Let me fix it."
The store manager glanced at Lin Xiao in surprise: "Are you a card maker?"
Lin Xiaoliang showed off the "First-Level Card Maker Badge": "It's not strong, but it's enough."
The store manager was in awe and inserted the "First-order Source Card" into the waste recycling truck to restore it to its card state.
If federal civilians without fire want to materialize and dissipate, they must rely on the help of this source card produced by Leviatanya.
Lin Xiao took the dirty card and lamented the damage to the card printing pattern.
And its maker must be a very optimistic person, because like the person, the cards will be similar to the card maker.
Lin Xiao borrowed a card-making pen and card-making ink from the store manager and carefully sketched on the card-making table.
This time, he did not rely on the power of the system to make cards, but he was more serious than every time he made cards in the past.
The first time failed, the second time failed, the third time... In the store manager's increasingly uncomfortable eyes, the sixth card printing failed.
The store manager was not complaining that he failed so many times, but was surprised that he could actually 'fix the card' six times in a row.
This man, he is very durable!
For the seventh time, the card was repaired successfully, and the "waste recycling truck" grew from a dim white light to a faint green light.
And Lin Xiao also felt that he had reached the second level without using the system's 'card maker level'.
After exhaling, Lin Xiaoju showed up with the "waste recycling truck", and the store manager was very surprised.
The outer shell of the originally dirty scrap recycling truck formed a silver aluminum shell, which had a certain degree of protection and offensiveness.
A broken headlight will shine again, and the two headlights will automatically raise two brown baffles, making it look like it is wearing sunglasses.
"That's cool." The store manager licked his lips.
"Beep! (???)" the waste recycling truck honked in thanks.
"You're welcome." Lin Xiao smiled and patted the waste recycling truck, "If I have something to go out from now on, I will contact you in advance?"
After all, I can’t afford a vehicle card yet…even the cheapest one.
"Dudu! (*^▽^*)" No problem!
The store manager carefully examined the man in front of him, his cheeks turned red, and he said in a deep voice:
"You can pick a few more cards and leave as my thanks."
"Oh!" The little seal dug out two antiques from the garbage mountain.