Kun? Dream Seed No. 0233? A shop?
Kun did not reveal a lot of information, but combined with the timing of the appearance of the Mysterious Shop, Tang Ling was starting to connect the dots.
Looking at Tang Ling's changing expression, Kun did not say anything. Instead, he casually sat down and returned to his lazy self.
"This place … Do I only see it in my dreams?" Tang Ling was not stupid. Even though his knowledge was pitiful, he still managed to grasp the key point.
"Interesting." Kun stretched his body. His gaze was unfathomable, but he quickly calmed down and said, "To be more precise, this is a place where only Dream Seeds can buy things.
Every time you enter the dream, you'll get a type of currency, and this is it. " As he spoke, Kun raised his right hand and a golden dot that resembled starlight appeared on his palm. It was hard to tell whether it was real or just a speck of light.
"This is called Dream Coin. As long as you have Dream Coins, you can buy everything here. "After the explanation, Kun clenched his right hand and the Dream Coin disintegrated into specks of light before vanishing between his fingers.
Then, he waved his long black robe and the dim yellow light on both sides of Tang Ling suddenly brightened.
Using the bright light, Tang Ling saw endless rows of wooden cabinets in the chaotic darkness behind Kun.
Each of the cabinets had many small drawers, but Tang Ling had no idea what was inside them.
"I don't have any Dream Coins," Tang Ling replied calmly as he stared at the rows of cabinets.
As a matter of fact, what was inside the cabinets was not attractive to Tang Ling at all.
In his previous life, the only currency he had was the credits from Safety Sector No. 17, and it was only used to exchange for daily necessities for his grandmother and sister.
Tang Ling's heart started to ache when he thought about his family, so he did not care about anything else.
Tang Ling's absent-mindedness seemed to be within Kun's expectation. He curled his lips into a cold smile and waved his hand. The cabinet closest to him opened one of the drawers and a 15 cm horn as long as a human arm appeared in his hand.
Tang Ling looked at the horn in astonishment. It was grayish-white in color but there was a fiery red line in the middle. The line was like a living thing, and upon a closer look, it seemed to be wriggling like a real burning flame.
"Trash." Kun was a little dispirited. He played with the horn with his right hand and simply said, "13 Dream Coins, Level 5 vicious beast, Flaming Rhino Horn."
After that, Kun didn't explain further. He waved his hand and the horn vanished. The opened drawer closed on its own.
Tang Ling's heart raced and his eyes showed a trace of desire.
Even though he had only come into contact with one Vicious Beast — the Black-Horned Purple-Striped Snake, the power of that Vicious Beast was deeply engraved in his mind.
The second time was when he drank the soup that Su Yao had given him. According to Su Yao, the soup was laced with vicious beast bones.
After he drank it, his weakness was immediately compensated and he was filled with energy. How could he forget that?
From these bits and pieces, it was not difficult for him, who had been hunting since he was young, to guess that everything about vicious beasts was very precious.
Beast meat, beast blood, beast skin, beast bones, beast teeth …
In short, the best weapons in the settlement came from the bones, fangs, and claws of wild beasts. Their toughness had long surpassed the metals they could find.
Then what about this horn?
It only asked for 13 Dream Coins!
Burning with hatred, Tang Ling's gaze burned hotter. Was it because he had a handy weapon in his hand that night that his sister would no longer …
Looking at Tang Ling, Kun seemed to find it interesting. The cold smile on his face widened as he waved his hand again. This time, a silver-white metal plate appeared behind him.
It was a meter in diameter and 40 centimeters thick. There were blue stripes on it, and upon a closer look, Tang Ling could even see the densely-packed patterns on the plate. It seemed like it was formed by many irregularly shaped metals.
"Another piece of trash." Kun was not satisfied. He pouted and said, "Type II flying shield. It can withstand up to three 10,000-kilogram punches during defense. It can also be used as a moving tool.
It's worth 30 Dream Coins. "
Tang Ling widened his eyes.
With his Precise Instinct, he was used to measuring everything with numbers. A 10,000-kilogram punching force was not hard for him to understand.
But was it real? At full strength, the strongest bronze-skinned rhino in the Secondary Safety Zone was only able to withstand 5,000 kilograms of force when it rammed at full strength.
Tang Ling was hiding in the tree back then, so he had a taste of how terrifying the punching force was.
Could it withstand three 10,000-kilogram punches? A shield like this?
Before Tang Ling could ask anything, Kun snapped his fingers and the shield spun in front of Tang Ling.
"Don't struggle." Kun simply said as he raised his hand. Tang Ling felt a force surround him and gently lift him up into the air. The shield was then under his feet.
What kind of power is this? Tang Ling could not help but groan uncontrollably as his heart was occupied by a ridiculous feeling.
Kun did not care at all. He supported his chin with one hand and lazily tapped the counter with his left hand.
Two buckles extended out of the shield and latched onto Tang Ling's feet. Then, it started to move rapidly in the air.
In less than 15 seconds, Tang Ling experienced the feeling of stepping on a shield and flying in the air for the first time.
Before he could calculate with his Precise Instinct, Kun said, "It can carry 300 kilograms of weight and can fly up to 10 meters above the ground at a speed of 180 km/h.
As a matter of fact, this kind of movement isn't even worth mentioning. "
Standing on the spot, Tang Ling felt like he had nothing to say. It was scary because once he spoke, it would only show how ignorant and ridiculous he was.
All sorts of messy thoughts filled his mind, but when they reached his mouth, all he could say was, "I don't have any Dream Coins."
The same sentence was uttered in a completely different way.
For the first time, Tang Ling did not care about the so-called trade in this place.
For the second time, Tang Ling longed for Dream Coins!
If he had the Fire Rhino Horn and the Type II flying shield, coupled with his strange abilities, would he be able to fight the silver-haired man?
I only need … 43 Dream Coins and that'll do …!
"Hmph." Kun smiled faintly at Tang Ling's reply. He seemed to be delighted as he squinted his eyes like the crescent moon.
"It's impossible for you to have Dream Coins. You haven't really entered the dream yet. "
"But …" Tang Ling thought about the dream he had before. Was it not considered entering the dream? Or did he make a mistake in the dream, so he was not qualified to get the Dream Coins?
"It's just a test. Understand? It's just an entry test. " Kun kept his smile away and stretched his body. His expression returned to normal. "But you passed.
Today, you're here. You're just getting the reward for passing. "
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