The sun had just risen, and the sky was getting brighter.
Lin Fan was on the verge of going berserk. His eyes were wide open, and he was on the verge of exploding.
"Can you succeed or not?" He was on the verge of a mental breakdown. I've experimented for an entire night, and I've already died a few times. Can't you at least succeed once?
This is the last time. If I don't succeed, I'll die.
Suddenly!
Just as Lin Fan was about to enter a berserk state, something unbelievable happened.
A line of words appeared in the blank space of the Mortal skillset Creation Guide.
Golden Body Tempering Technique: Increase physical strength, Indestructible, Experience Points + 3
Mortal superior-grade.
"6666 …" When he saw the introduction, he felt like he was about to fly into the sky. This relationship was too good. There was nothing to say about it. It was steady.
Three experience points for every second of cultivation.
180 points for every minute. 10,800 points for an hour. That's a lot less time to increase my cultivation.
Great.
Lin Fan was satisfied. He was finally able to create a Mortal superior-grade skillset after working so hard for so long.
In the sect, the disciples in the Body Tempering Realm basically cultivated the Body Tempering Technique. In terms of cultivation speed, they were a lot slower than him. Moreover, he had an amplification effect, and he had an additional Invincible Vajra. Just thinking about it made him a little excited.
...
At Huang Fugui's place.
When the lackey disciple saw his Senior Brother busy, he quickly ran over and flattered, "Senior Brother, let me do it. This time, I will definitely be able to sell these scrap metals."
The scrap metal was an eyesore to him, but Senior Brother Huang had spent most of his money on it. It would be a waste to throw it away.
As a loyal lackey, he had to help Senior Brother Huang solve his problems. "Senior Brother, trust me. The disciples in the Hall of Smithing are in urgent need of scrap metal. They will definitely buy it at a high price."
Huang Fugui glared at him. "Cut the crap. Pack it up and follow me to Junior Brother Lin's place."
As a lackey, it was only natural for him to have a keen eye for detail. Judging from Senior Huang's expression, he was definitely going to find that fellow and crush him with his strength so that he could force the other party to buy all of the scrap metal.
Great. That's great.
...
Along the way.
Many disciples pointed at Huang Fugui and whispered among themselves when they saw him.
"Did you see that? Senior Brother Huang has struck it rich. The market for scrap iron is very high now. It's already been inflated to three dollars per catty."
"But I have a lot of scrap metal now. Who can I find to collect it?"
"Save it up, you idiot. Right now, Elder Brother Huang is already full, so he won't be collecting for now. But in the future, the price will definitely be higher. That's why I need to stock up. When the price goes up, I'll sell it off."
This disciple seemed to know the inside story and explained it to his fellow disciples. They were very optimistic about the future of scrap iron.
Huang Fugui did not care about what the disciples were saying. He only had one thought in mind, which was to give the scrap metal to Lin Fan.
In the past, there was a misunderstanding because of a small matter.
But after this trip, his attitude towards Junior Brother Lin had changed greatly. At the same time, he was very grateful.
Especially the scene of Junior Brother Lin blocking the sword for him. It was an unforgettable memory. Whenever he closed his eyes at night, he would recall this incident. Unknowingly, his eyes would tear up.
Inside the house.
After Lin Fan was done with his cultivation, he was extremely satisfied with the results of his cultivation. After all, he had not wasted all this time. Every single time he cultivated, he would record down the route and experiment with it.
Now that this skillset had reached the upper human class, he would have to get the Mystic skillset creation guide if he wanted to create a better skillset.
"Junior Brother Lin." A voice came from outside.
Lin Fan opened the door and saw Huang Fugui pushing a cart towards him. He was confused. What is Senior Brother Huang doing?
Don't tell me that he wants me to buy the scrap metal for him just because we're more familiar with each other?
Lin Fan had to calm himself down. If that was really the case, he had to convince Senior Brother Huang.
"Senior Brother Huang, what's wrong?" Lin Fan asked lazily.
Lin Fan had forgotten to kill himself after cultivating, so he was in low spirits.
Huang Fugui's lackey stood up and said angrily, "Who are you to call Senior Brother Huang?"
Slap!
The lackey was ready to yell at Lin Fan.
All of a sudden!
He felt as if he was flying, and his whole body was flying to the other side.
Huang Fugui stepped forward and grabbed Lin Fan's hand. "Junior Brother Lin, I hope you can forgive me for the misunderstanding we had in the past." Huang Fugui said guiltily.
He then pointed at the scrap metal. "This is a gift from me. I hope you can accept it."
"Senior Brother, you don't have to do that. I didn't take it to heart." Lin Fan was shocked. He thought that Huang Fugui was here to make him pay, but it turned out to be a gift. However, was he the kind of person who would take other people's things?
Of course, he was.
However, he still had to be polite. This was the traditional virtue of the Chinese in his previous life.
"Ah, Senior Brother, how can I take these things? I have to pay for them. After all, you bought them with real money." Lin Fan sighed.
Huang Fugui was so touched that he almost teared up.
He didn't expect Lin Fan to be so considerate. Money was important, but it was nothing compared to Lin Fan. However, he couldn't reject Lin Fan's kind intentions.
"I'll listen to you." Huang Fugui patted Lin Fan's hand and said sincerely.
"Huh?"
Lin Fan was dumbfounded.
This isn't right.
Senior Brother Huang, how can you just agree like that? Shouldn't you be saying, 'No need, no need. These are all gifts from me.'
Isn't this how the script is supposed to play out?
Why don't the people of this world know how to be polite? It's hard to communicate with them.
However, he couldn't go back on his words. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to show his face anymore.
"Alright, if that's the case, then I'll accept it. It just so happens that Junior Brother needs it urgently. However, as for the money, Junior Brother needs to talk to Senior Brother about it first. After a while, Junior Brother will hand it over with both hands." In any case, he wasn't too shameless, so he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with saying these words.
Huang Fugui wanted to get back some of his money, but since Lin Fan had spoken, he naturally agreed. "Alright, it's fine as long as Junior Brother doesn't have anything against me."
Lin Fan patted Huang Fugui's shoulder. "You're too kind. I have to thank you for trusting me. Don't worry, Senior Brother. I'll give you the money soon."
"Alright." Huang Fugui nodded. He trusted Lin Fan a lot.
However, it wouldn't be accurate if he gave Lin Fan some time.
How long would it take for him to give Lin Fan some time?
Lin Fan needed the scrap metal to make some hand grenades. The beast was still waiting for him. With the scrap metal, the points would be in his pocket.
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