Chapter 276
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On the training ground.
Dean was standing upside down in a frog-like posture. The fingers of his left hand were gently rubbing the sand on the ground. Although his left hand didn't have any feeling, but he could use his vision to replace the effect of his left hand's movement. By rubbing the sand, he could exercise the flexibility of his fingers. Although the effect wasn't as good as sculpting, but at the moment he was exercising the endurance of his arm. His fingers were idle. Even if there was only a little effect it was worth it.
The most difficult problem was that he couldn't determine the state of his arm. He couldn't even feel the movement of his fist. So he could only rely on visual assistance to exercise. But in a fight, he couldn't focus on the enemy's movements. How could he pay attention to his hand? Therefore, he had to train the feeling of the left hand into an instinct to be able to play a role.
Like now, his left hand could cause damage to the door or cup. It was no different from a crippled arm.
Time passed.
Gray radiation clouds covered the sky. The light was gloomy. The season was about to enter the black snow season. Most of the monsters outside the giant wall had returned to their nests to hibernate. There were few monsters that came out to hunt during the black snow season. This season was also the peak season for hunters. They didn't need to worry about encountering the demon tide. It was easy to meet lone hunters. At the same time, it was also easy to meet lone dormant monsters.
In the blink of an eye, it was noon.
Sergei was so tired that his forehead was full of sweat. He didn't dare to do too much as he didn't want to tear the wound. He looked back at Dean but saw that the boy was still standing upside down like a stone sculpture. His right arm was slightly trembling but his left arm was motionless.
"Left-handed? His endurance is very good. " There was a trace of appreciation in Sergei's eyes. Previously, when he was expanding the training ground, he would look back to monitor Dean from time to time. He found out that the boy was more self-disciplined than he had imagined. Dean didn't think about being lazy and his endurance was very strong. According to his speculation, it would be good if Dean could persist for five hours. This was a relatively difficult task for a senior hunter. After all, the longer he maintained the same posture, the more difficult it would be.
The world in Dean's eyes was upside down. He saw Sergei taking a rest: "Hurry up and expand! Don't be lazy!"
Sergei raised his eyebrows: "You still have the mind to supervise me? Seems like I've been too kind to you. "
"If you want to talk, talk while working. It's more efficient." Dudian indifferently said.
Sergei's face twitched. He coldly snorted and turned around to continue moving the stone blocks.
Dean stood up after half an hour. He shook his sore right hand and said to Sergei: "Let's go back to eat. We will continue in the afternoon." Then he turned and left the training ground.
Sergei sighed and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He turned around and quickly followed.
Dean went back to the living room and looked at the elegant middle-aged man: "Who are you?" In fact, when the former arrived in the morning, he had already smelled the scent of the other party. He guessed that the other party was most likely a lobbyist sent by other consortiums.
The elegant middle-aged man quickly stood up from the chair and smiled: "Architect Dean, I'm here on behalf of the Green consortium. I want to talk to you about the sale of the new invention."
Nicholas saw that Dean had finished his training so he ordered the maid to hand over a towel to wipe his sweat.
Dean nodded and went to the dining room. He poured himself a cup of tea: "What's the price for the new invention?"
The elegant middle-aged man didn't expect Dean to be so direct. But it saved him some time: "Our price will absolutely satisfy you. What do you think about buying it at the price of a three star item?"
Dean was surprised. He didn't expect the Green consortium to be the same as the Scott consortium. He didn't think that the Green consortium would dare to offer such a high price. However, it also proved that his current value was far higher than when he had just escaped from prison. He had to spend a lot of time and energy to prepare 100,000 gold coins to rent the passage. But now he was sitting at home and didn't do anything. Someone came to his door to give him money. Moreover, the price of a three star item was at least 100,000 gold coins.
However, he could understand why. After all, he had only produced two divine arts in total. One was a new type of textile machine, which was at the legendary level and had the significance of reform. The other one was a four-star high-grade artifact, which had established his status. It was not simply luck that made him popular. With these two divine arts as a guarantee, these consortiums had such strong confidence.
"Three-star grade …" Nicotine's pupil slightly contracted. Although he knew that Dean wasn't an ordinary architect but he didn't expect the price to be higher than what he had imagined. Dean dared to give such a high price without even seeing the item. Didn't it prove that Dean's level was far beyond the three-star grade? Was he a master?
If Dean was in his thirties then maybe Nicholas would think so. But the person in front of him was just a teenager!
Dean thought for a moment and slowly shook his head: "Thank you for the kindness of your consortium but forget about this matter."
"Forget about it?" The middle-aged man was surprised. He didn't expect that he would be rejected at such a price. He couldn't help but ask: "Why? Mr Dean, have you signed a contract with another consortium? "
"No." Dean said bluntly as he saw that the middle-aged man didn't give up: "I can't accept this price. By the way, can I trouble you to tell me that my new invention is about to be completed. I can accept advance booking but the price is five star item."
"Five star item?!" Middle-aged man almost bit his tongue. He looked at Dudian in astonishment: "Mr Dean, are you right?"
Dean solemnly replied: "Yes, five star item."
Only then did the elegant middle-aged man confirm that he did not mishear. He was stunned for a moment and smiled bitterly, "Mr. Du, why do you do this? Even if you want to refuse, you don't have to do this. Or you can tell me another price. How about three-star upper grade?"
Nicholas's heart skipped a beat. Three star item? Was this the base price given by the Green consortium? Weren't they thinking too highly of the kid?
Dean shook his head: "Not one cent less than the price of a five star item."
The middle-aged man opened his mouth as he saw Dean's determined look. He thought that only a ghost would be willing to buy such a price. After all, he was young and frivolous!
He didn't dare to say it out loud. It was meaningless to offend others for no reason. He shook his head and turned to leave.
Nicholas couldn't help but look at Dean. He thought that the price was almost the same. He wouldn't be able to squeeze much out of Dean.
Dean saw Nicotine's eyes and knew what he was thinking. He slightly shook his head as a signal to send him off.
Nicholas was puzzled as he saw that Dean wasn't trying to blackmail him. But on the surface he reacted quickly. He sent the middle-aged man out of the hall.
Dean ordered the maid to serve the dishes and prepare lunch by the time Nicholas came back.
Nicholas sat in his seat and looked at Dean who was eating steak. He couldn't help but ask: "Master, are you a master from the Temple of Elements?"
Dean didn't think that Nicholas would come to such a conclusion: "If I was a master then why would I need to be frugal?"
Nicotine couldn't help but ask: "If you are not a master then why did you refuse the offer from the Green consortium? The price they offered is already very high, close to two hundred thousand gold coins. This kind of opportunity is hard to come by. Has your new invention been appraised by the people in the Temple and confirmed to be a five-star invention?"
Dean smiled: "I don't have such a strong relationship, but I am confident."
"Confidence?" Nicholas's eyes widened. Confidence?
Gwyneth, Jin and others who were sitting on both sides of the table were surprised as they heard Nicholas's words. Scar gulped: "What two hundred thousand gold coins? What five star item?"
Sergei knew that Dean was an architect when he bought the raw materials yesterday. But he didn't expect his position to be so high. Dean was able to produce a five star item. Even if he wasn't a master then he was very close.
Gwyneth's eyes lit up as she silently looked at Dean.
After lunch, Dudian rested for a while. Then he took Sergei back to the training ground. This time they were still practicing frog stand, but he allowed Sergei to superimpose several lead plates on his feet. The total weight was about three hundred pounds, which was more than twice his body weight. The effect of the exercise was greatly improved.
Sergei looked at Dean's desperate appearance but didn't say anything. He continued with his expansion project.
In just two hours Dean felt his right hand was sore and trembling. He knew that in addition to the weight on his feet, the main reason was that his arm was tired. He clenched his teeth and persisted.
Sweat flowed down the bridge of his nose to his eyebrows, and then flowed down his eyebrows to his hair. Soon, the accumulated sweat dripped down from his hair and landed on the sand, drenching it.
Time began to slow down. Every minute and second was extremely difficult to bear. It was difficult for Dean to think about other things. He used all his mind on how to divert his attention. At this time, he suddenly felt that his left hand was a kind of happiness. No matter how sore his right arm was, his left hand still didn't feel the slightest. But he knew that the degree of strain in his left hand was the same as his right arm. If the right arm couldn't bear it, the left hand would also suffer the same.
Sergei secretly sneered as he looked at Dean's trembling body. He knew that Dean had reached his limit.
The sky gradually darkened. The setting sun shone on the training ground, elongating two shadows.
Sergei wiped his sweat as he looked back. He saw that Dean was still standing like a frog. Dean's body was trembling a bit more than before but he was still controlling the lead plate so that it didn't tilt and fall.
"Damn kid!" Sergei secretly clenched his teeth as he thought about other difficult training methods.
After a moment Dean shook his feet and threw the lead plates to the side. He stood up and gasped for breath. He wiped the sweat on his body and said to Sergei: "Let's go back to eat."
Sergei was dissatisfied: "I didn't tell you to stop. Who told you to stop? Didn't you say that I'm the instructor on the training ground?"
Dean was startled as he looked at him: "Do you want to continue?"
Sergei grunted: "Of course."
Dean looked at him: "Alright." He stood up again and let Sergei put the lead plates on his feet. He said: "You go too. It's still early so don't stop."
Sergei's face slightly changed. He gritted his teeth and turned to continue to move the stone blocks.
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