"Quick, Mithril Cooling Stabilizer!"
Meng Chao placed the yellow crystal core into the stabilizing fluid and tightened the cap. Only then did he feel slightly at ease.
'It's really an etherealized neurosphere! It's very fresh, and its activity level is at least above 80%. It's in perfect condition!'
The harvesters surrounded the storage device and stared at it for a long time before they cried out in surprise.
The etherealized neurosphere was a mutated organ unique to high-grade monsters.
They were normal neurospheres that were nourished by spirit energy and formed crystals over a long period of time.
It was often used to create high-grade nerve growth agents. It was extremely effective in repairing spinal cord nerve injuries. It could also be implanted into small war machines to create "thinking tanks". The market price was at least a few hundred thousand.
This thing was extremely brittle and unstable. It would not be easy to perfectly remove it from the monster's body.
Therefore, the commission given to the harvester was also higher than normal materials. No matter how mean Shen Rongfa was, he still had to give three points. That was more than 10,000 yuan, or 20,000 yuan!
The boorish men could no longer find any words to praise Meng Chao, who was a born harvester.
"It's not just a relationship with a key high school."
They thought to themselves, "Is it because he's a virgin that his hands are especially powerful?"
Meng Chao was very happy. He lifted the semi-transparent storage device and observed it carefully.
"Be careful. The etherealized neurosphere that has just been extracted is very active. It won't be able to withstand the violent tremors," Meng Yishan reminded them and smiled.
At some point in time, her son had already grown beyond her imagination. She was worrying needlessly.
Meng Chao answered and slowly turned around to admire it. Suddenly, his expression changed.
He moved closer to observe, his eyes filled with greed.
"A 'chao, you …" No one knew a son better than a father, and Meng Yishan knew that he was tempted.
"By the way, Big Brother Meng," a harvester suddenly said, "Little Chao was injured last year, and the main problem was his spinal nerves, right?"
"Yeah!" The other harvester's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly, "Isn't the Golden Spirit's etherealized neurosphere the best medicine?"
Everyone looked at each other and then looked around. There seemed to be no one else around. Realizing something, their breathing became heavy.
"Enough!"
Meng Yishan frowned deeply. He snatched the memory drive and said with a dark expression, "A 'chao, don't even think about it. This is the spoils of war they obtained after they risked their lives to kill them. We're just harvesting it for them."
Meng Chao wanted to explain himself. "Dad, I'm not —"
"I know you want to get into college, and I also know how big of a blow it was to you when you got injured last year. In the end, it's all Dad's fault."
Meng Yishan's eyes were cloudy, his voice hoarse but firm. "But no matter how poor we are, no matter how helpless we are, we can't take other people's things."
Meng Chao smiled wanly.
Dad had really misunderstood.
After being healed by the Fire Seed, his injuries were mostly healed.
He just had to earn contribution points for the remaining half. He did not need to rely on the etherealized neurosphere, and it was not like …
"Don't blame Dad. For you to get into university, Dad can think of anything, but I really can't do this. If there's a stain, your whole life will be ruined. Even if no one finds out, your conscience will be uneasy and you will never be happy."
"A 'chao, I have nothing to say about your harvesting skills, but the most important thing about being a harvester isn't your skills, but … being able to control your own hands.
"This is a job where you often see treasures. As time goes by, you will have crooked thoughts and stretch your hands that you shouldn't. In the end, your reputation will be ruined, and you will end up in a tragic state. This happens every day in the field.
"If you really can't control yourself, no matter how talented you are, I won't bring you into this line of work. No matter what kind of work you do, as long as you're upright, upright, and eat happily, you'll always be my good son!"
In the face of his father's stern words, Meng Chao thought about it and temporarily gave up on trying to defend himself.
In any case, once he processed the material, he would naturally come up with an explanation.
He would not even think about giving them a single cent less than the Shen family. It would be best if he gave them less, and he could use the chance to blow up the matter. Then, he would naturally be able to drag his father and the others out to set up their own business. Heh heh.
"Dad, don't say anymore. I can control myself." Meng Chao no longer looked at the storage device.
"A 'chao, you … should rest for a while." Meng Yishan could not bear to see this happen.
"Young Chao, come over here and eat something." The harvesters felt that it was a pity, and they called out to him.
Harvesting shell-type monsters was a very strenuous job.
Meng Chao had great awareness, but his body was only seventeen years old. He had killed monsters for two hours during the first half of the night, and then another two hours during the second half of the night. Now that he relaxed, his arms were sore, and his fingers were in pain.
He took a sip of the hot, self-heating, high-calorie nutritious meal and slowly used the secret technique that came with Perfect Level Basic Gun Technique to exercise his fingers.
Connections, capital, source of carcasses …
He was thinking as well.
Suddenly, an unusual sound came from the moaning wind.
A memory fragment from his previous life flashed in Meng Chao's mind.
His ears perked up, and he looked even more delighted than when he saw the etherealized neurosphere.
Did I hear wrongly? Could this be …?
Meng Chao got up swiftly and instantly regained his senses.
He might be able to get his first bucket of gold this time!
"Dad, Uncles, I'm suddenly really tired. Take your time. I'll go to the harvesters' camp and rest for a while. The camp is at the entrance of the steel factory, right? It's fine. Go do what you need to do. I'll go by myself!"
As Meng Chao spoke, he started running.
"Slow down! You might trip over a monster carcass and cut your limbs!" Meng Yishan could only shout loudly from behind him.
When the middle-aged man saw his son disappear into the dark night, he clenched his fists.
"Hey, Big Brother Shen? We just harvested a Golden Spirit …" He called Shen Rongfa.
"What?!"
All the harvesters could hear the scream from the other end of the phone. "Are you mad? How can you harvest a Golden Spirit? Why didn't you wait for Supervisor Gu? If you ruin the material, I'll cripple you! "
Meng Yishan's face was sprayed with saliva through the phone, but he did not even blink. He just continued speaking in a submissive tone.
Once he hung up, he carefully picked up the storage device. "Brothers, I'll give the etherealized neurosphere to Big Brother Shen to handle. This thing isn't stable. Even if it's placed in mithril, it'll go out of control easily."
His brothers knew what he was thinking. "Big Brother Meng, you want to buy it from Big Brother Shen?"
Meng Yishan's eyes sparkled. He lowered his head to look at his dirty anti-corrosive work boots and whispered, "This is A 'chao's only hope."
"Big Brother Shen isn't easy to talk to."
His brothers shook their heads. "He won't give you the employee price. He might even kill you. Besides, do you think you'll have money if you give him the employee price?"
"I've thought about it. I can still work for a few more years. If worst comes to worst, I won't be your captain anymore. I'll sign a long-term contract with Big Brother Shen and get a few years of salary in advance," Meng Yishan said. "Big Brother Shen has wanted to sign a level two contract with me a long time ago. He'll agree to it."
"Are you mad?"
Meng Yishan's brothers were shocked. "A level two contract means that you have to handle incredibly dangerous high-grade monsters. These creatures have powerful spirit energy in their bodies, and it's very easy for their corpses to turn into undead. They might even turn into biochemical bombs. Harvesting these creatures is even more dangerous than clearing landmines. They can be crushed at any moment!"
"It's fine. I know what I'm doing," Meng Yishan said stiffly. "Continue. I'll be back soon."
He held the storage device as if he was holding a fragile hope that was as fragile as a crystal. He stepped over the monstrous and ugly monster carcasses and walked into the darkness.
…
Two streets away, in front of a collapsed building that was burning fiercely.
There was only one monster there, and it looked like a spider that had been magnified one hundred times.
But it had a lot of the characteristics of a jackal. The organs of a carapace and a mammal had fused together in a bizarre manner. Its body was covered in a layer of short, stiff, golden fur, and it gave off a unique presence of a king.
There was a fatal wound at the spot where its head and chest connected. It had its stomach cut open, but it was not completely dead. Seven bloodshot eyes looked around on its thorny shell, and it released its final wave of brutality.
The back of its abdomen bulged and inhaled, and the screeches sounded like evil curses.
The two harvesters, one old and one young, stared at the monstrous monster as if they were looking at a fish on a chopping board.
The old man had white hair and a youthful face. His eyes shone with a strange light, and there were rings of light embedded in his pupils.
The girl's face was young, but there was a faint arrogance in her eyes. She crossed her arms in front of her chest and wore a pair of snow-white gloves that were as thin as a cicada's wings.
"Xue Shi, you've been learning the Seven Dissection Methods Performed in Reverse lately. Today, I'll let you practice with this Seven-eyed Wolf Spider." The old man's voice was mellow, and he spoke casually.
"Eight minutes, Grandpa. I'll finish the fight in eight minutes."
Ning Xueshi knelt down on one knee and opened an exquisite, silver-white toolbox.
The toolbox was like an exquisite pagoda. Once it was opened, it was divided into eight layers. Each layer was filled with a dazzling array of harvesting tools of all shapes and sizes. They were ten times more exquisite than Meng Yishan's adzes, chisels, axes, and saws.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
The girl tapped the air with her fingers, and the blades danced around her fingertips like butterflies.
Suddenly, the butterflies disappeared. She snorted softly and looked to the side in displeasure.
Thud, thud, thud. Someone stumbled over from the other end of the street.
Meng Chao had been fighting and harvesting for the entire night, and he was so tired that his bladder hurt. He gasped for breath and placed his hands on his knees.
"Grandpa, there's someone."
Ning Xueshi quirked an eyebrow and mumbled softly, "Does he know the rules? Do you think he can just look at my skills?"
The old man looked up and saw the Prosperous logo on Meng Chao's protective suit as well as the intern red band on his arm. He could not help but smile.
"Oh well, he's just an intern from a small private company. He's not a real harvester, so it's only natural that he doesn't know the rules," the old man said gently.
"The people in society are actually very pitiful. They don't have any legacies, so they can't learn any exquisite skills. When they harvest monsters, it's very easy for them to get injured, and they fight with their lives on the line.
"Since he wants to improve, let him look at it. How much he can learn will depend on his luck."
"Grandpa, you're becoming more and more soft-hearted lately."
Ning Xueshi pouted coquettishly and glared at Meng Chao. "Hey, lucky boy. You're doing your internship nearby, but you came here to steal my skills? At least you have a good eye.
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