"Go to the treatment room and treat the wound on your chest," Fei Baiyun said as he slowly walked down the stairs with his hands behind his back.
Garon stood in the same spot, his expression changing. He didn't say anything.
He watched as his teacher went down the stairs and disappeared. Even the sound of his footsteps had completely disappeared. Only then did he gently pull open the shirt on his chest.
On the white skin of his chest, a brass bullet was embedded in the left side of his chest where his heart was. It was less than a centimeter deep.
He dug it out with his hand, and the wound on his chest automatically closed. The edges were slightly charred, and only a little bit of blood flowed out.
"So this is a gun …" He looked at the bullet in his hand thoughtfully.
After going downstairs, Garon went to the dojo's doctor to treat his wound. Only then did he slowly walk out of the dojo's main door.
On the quiet streets of Huaishan, a few patrolmen in black uniforms and black hats slowly walked past the dojo's entrance. They were talking and laughing as they held dim oil lamps in their hands.
A group of men in gray factory uniforms sat on the steps diagonally opposite of the dojo. They were drunk and had their hands in their pockets. Nobody knew what they were talking about.
"There's a clothing factory nearby that specializes in overcoats and cotton-padded clothes."
A male student walked out from the door beside Garon and said casually. He looked at Garon's plain clothes.
"Brother, it's so late and you're still training. Where are you going? Do you need a ride? "
"No need, I have someone waiting for me." Garon smiled and pointed at a black car in front of him. The car window rolled down, and Ge Reese's beautiful face appeared.
"Not bad!" The male student laughed and patted Garon's shoulder without saying anything else. He walked towards another car that was parked on the side of the road.
Ge Reese got out of the car and walked in front of Garon.
"Garon …" She hesitated as she didn't know how to address him.
"Just call me by my name." Garon shrugged. "Let's go, send me back first. Tell me more about your situation in the car. "
"As long as you're satisfied, you can have any compensation you want!" Ge Reese pretended to look pitiful. "I didn't dare to explain in front of the owner, but the truth is that not all of the antiques that were taken away were made by us. There is another company in Huaishan City that is competing with us for these antiques."
"There's no rush. Tell me the details."
Ge Reese looked at Garon's face. Seeing that he didn't show any signs of anger, he relaxed a little.
After the two of them got into the car, Ge Reese closed the car door and windows. Then, the old car slowly moved forward.
Amidst the roaring sound of the engine, Garon sat in the front passenger seat, looking sideways at the slowly receding night street without saying a word.
The faint scent of Ge Reese's perfume entered his nose faintly, and the street lamps passed by his face one after another. His previously excited mood gradually calmed down.
"Manuyllton, one of the three largest gang-related companies in Huaishan City, is the company that I work for. One of the other two companies has no business with us, but the other one is called Black Feather Sand Company. Like us, they also accept employment missions and resell all kinds of important prohibited items. They are also the opponent that we have a conflict with this time. "Ge Reese explained the situation as he drove.
"Prohibited items and employment missions? What are those? "Garon asked in a low voice.
"Prohibited items include drugs, Skittles, firearms, and antiques. Occasionally, we will also accept some investigations, robberies, and even murder missions. Actually, this is nothing special. Many gang-related companies are similar to us. The profits from these two areas are very shocking. On the other hand, the main business is just a cover. At most, the money earned is used to pay bonuses. "Ge Reese gradually relaxed.
"Your company is called Manuyllton? How big is the company? "
"There are about 50 people in the main staff, and about one to two hundred people in the periphery. I'm considered to be in the upper middle class. My position isn't high, but it isn't low either. But don't worry, with Dojo Master Fei here, the company's management will definitely satisfy all your requests. I'm sure of that. "
"Do you still have the antiques that you brought with you when we first met?" Garon recalled the feeling of potential increase when he stopped the car for the first time.
"The antiques are still here. They are now in one of my houses. Do you want them immediately? "
Ge Reese let out a sigh of relief. She was afraid that Garon wouldn't say anything. As long as he said something, everything would be much easier. Although this Garon was obviously still inexperienced, with Dojo Master Fei and three senior brothers and sisters behind him, even the boss of the company wouldn't dare to cheat him in terms of compensation.
"Of course, it's best to get it now. Where do you live? "
"Beside the garden in the middle of the street."
"It's not far. Go get it first, and then I'll go straight home. This is part of the compensation." Garon nodded.
"Then the other compensation …"
"There's no rush. You should have some connections in the company to resell antiques, right? Maybe I'll have the chance to ask for your help in the future. "Garon said without batting an eyelid.
"No problem, as long as you ask." Ge Reese quickly nodded.
Not long after, the car slowly stopped beside a huge circular garden in the city center. Ge Reese got out of the car and went to the white building on the left. In a few minutes, she hurriedly ran down.
After getting into the car, she immediately put a black cloth bag on the front counter in front of Garon.
"These are the antiques we found in the city. There are a total of three items. Take a look and see if they are correct. "
As soon as Garon received the cloth bag, he felt traces of coolness flowing into his body from the bag.
It had been a long time since he felt the sensation of absorbing potential. He was slightly happy as he opened the bag without batting an eyelid.
Inside was a square wooden box with a yellowish white hue. The padlock was already open.
Pulling the lid open, three cross-shaped medals of different colors were embedded on the black velvet cushion. From left to right, they were brass, purplish red, and platinum.
The design of the three medals was exactly the same, only the letters in the center were different. They were A, P, and M.
Garon immediately recognized the purplish red medal as the one that was lost in Old Man Gregor's shop. It was also the one that contained potential.
The moment he opened the box, a huge amount of potential rushed into his hands evenly and continuously. The cold current flowed along the blood vessels in his wrists, past his shoulders, past his neck, and quickly gathered at his eyes.
Garon could clearly see the potential data at the bottom of his vision increasing steadily and powerfully.
From 80% to 90, then 100, 110, 120, 128, 133 …
In just a few minutes after he opened the box, the potential number had soared to more than 200%.
At this moment, the current in the box gradually weakened.
Garon could barely feel the source of the potential current. It was the purplish red cross medal in the center of the box. It was the one that he found in Old Man Gregor's shop. The other two medals seemed to have released all their potential and were completely silent. Now, only the purplish red medal was still releasing its potential slowly and steadily.
He reached out and gently touched the surface of the bronze cross medal. The rough and cold feeling was transmitted to his fingertips. Garon took out the medal alone.
"Is there anything else?"
"No, this was the only one I had with me at the time. Out of the three medals, only the middle one was collected in this city. The rest were shipped from other places, "Ge Reese quickly replied.
"I'll take this medal with me. As compensation, you can count the rest of the compensation on my master's head. Just send me back now. "
Garon finished his simple instructions and held the box without saying anything else. He slowly touched the bronze cross medal.
"Got it. Then, when do we start sparring? "Grace's expression relaxed, and she felt a little relieved.
"Sparring will start in a few days after the formal apprenticeship banquet."
Ge Reese forced a smile. She had heard that the sparring partners in the White Cloud Dojo had to be tested on a living person to see their reaction. Most people didn't know about the sparring partners in the White Cloud Dojo. Only a small number of people knew about them. Basically, no one could be healthy without any injuries.
Generally, the best case scenario was a broken bone. More serious cases were internal injuries. A few years of recuperation was considered light. It was common for sparring partners to be beaten to death. Therefore, they usually found people who valued money more than their lives. If they wanted to survive this time, it would depend on Garon's strength.
*****
The car slowly stopped on the side of the street two hundred meters away from Garon's house. After the door opened, Garon got out of the car and gently closed the door. He then watched the car turn a corner and drive away.
He raised his right hand and looked at the white slip in his hand. On it was the Federal Bank of China and a large number.
"A bank deposit receipt of one million dollars. Money comes really fast." He put the deposit receipt into his trouser pocket and walked slowly in the direction of his home.
"I'm back."
He stood at the door and closed it behind him. The living room was dark. Only his sister's bedroom had a bit of light. A yellow halo faintly seeped through the gap in the door.
No one answered.
"Only the two of us at home again?" Garon sighed. He changed into slippers and turned on the wall lamp in the living room.
He sat down on the sofa. There was a cup of black coffee on the table. It was served in a dark yellow wooden cup.
Garon's mouth was dry. He picked up the cup and drank it in one gulp. It was bitter but sweet. It was completely cold. He could still smell the faint smell of smoke on the edge of the cup.
"Father must have boiled it when he came back and didn't finish it." He put down the cup and leaned back on the sofa. He felt the Bronze Cross Emblem in his pocket continuously providing him with Potential.
"I don't know how much Potential this emblem can provide. The other two emblems were completely emptied after a short while."
However, looking at the Potential in his vision constantly increasing, Garon was particularly happy.
"As long as there is an endless supply of Potential, I can continue to grow. There is almost no limit to using attribute points to increase my growth. This way, no matter who it is, I have enough confidence to surpass! "
Suddenly, the smile that had just appeared on his face froze slightly.
He suddenly realized that the rate of increase of Potential was slower than before.
The coldness from the emblem was still endless. It felt like there was no change in thickness. However, the increase of Potential was indeed starting to slow down.
"What's going on?"
Garon straightened up and carefully observed the increase of Potential. From receiving the emblem to the car ride home until now. His Potential Points had already reached more than 300%. However, slowly, the increase of Potential Points began to slow down.
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