"Felicity!"
Suddenly, a blonde youth in a black trench coat walked into the room.
"Why are you still here? Still studying your antiques and jewelry? Stop fooling around and go back. There's a train in the afternoon, so you have to pack up. "
The youth glanced at Garon, who was sitting on the side, and saw that he had a close relationship with Felicity.
"Don't just study your antiques and jewelry all day. Can't you do something more serious?!"
"Felicity, I can make my own decisions. I don't need you to tell me what to do!" Felicity replied bluntly. "Studying antiques and jewelry isn't serious? Doing what you want to do is serious! "
"You!" The youth's face reddened. "You only know how to talk back to me! You don't care about your family business, your own company, and you come to the countryside to study antiques and jewelry! You're really something, you're really something! Don't go back today if you dare! "
"Fine, I won't go back!" Felicity snorted and turned away, ignoring him.
"Hanging out with antique and jewelry guys all day, not even attending your own clan's banquets. Let's see what you'll do if you run into trouble in the future!" The youth seemed to be angry. His gaze turned and fell on Garon.
"One moment you're meeting this fellow enthusiast, the next moment you're meeting another. Let me tell you, Felicity, guys like them who only study antiques and jewelry will at most be jewelry appraisers for the rest of their lives. Hanging out with these kinds of people all day long, let's see what kind of person you'll become! "
"I said, show some respect!" Felicity stood up rudely. "He's my friend!"
"Hmph!" The youth snorted. "Father already knows that you don't do anything serious and only know how to study antiques and jewelry. He's very unhappy with you. Let's see how you explain this to Father. "
"That's none of your business! Don't think that just because you're my brother you can scold me without any qualms! You have no manners at all! "
Garon sat on the side and frowned. This youth named Felicity was Felicity's biological brother, and his tone seemed to be very dissatisfied with his sister's antiques research. He didn't even have a good impression of the person who was discussing antiques with Felicity.
"Please lower your voices!" A middle-aged maid wearing glasses walked in and whispered. "This is a public place, a library. Please be quiet."
"My apologies!" The young man nodded and strode out of the room.
Felicity also smiled apologetically at the middle-aged woman. "My apologies, I've embarrassed myself in front of you."
The woman nodded and left the room with a serious expression.
Only then did Felicity sit back down on the sofa. She didn't look too happy.
Garon, who was sitting at the side, frowned and said, "If you have something to do, you can go back first. It's not important for us to chat."
"My brother was rude. I apologize to you on his behalf." Felicity felt helpless.
"It's nothing. I can see that your family doesn't approve of you researching antique jewelry."
"Yeah," Felicity said helplessly. "They think I'm not doing my job properly. My family has already scolded me many times." "My family's situation is more complicated. My parents give me more resources than others, so many of my peers don't like me. You're finding fault with me in a different way. "
"There's nothing you can do about it." Garon had learned about Felicity's family background from Fayne.
It wasn't a normal business family, but a super family with connections to the upper echelons of the Federation. Their businesses spanned across several large provinces. Compared to Garon's uncle and his master, Fei Baiyun, they weren't even on the same level.
Felicity's family even had their own armed private team. Her father was one of the most influential figures in the family.
The two sat for a while longer. Then, a middle-aged, mature man walked into the room. He wore a black suit, had a well-proportioned body, and looked very polite.
"Miss, it's time to go back. The time you set is up. "
Felicity nodded and sat up from the sofa. "Got it."
"This is my bodyguard, Ankh. I'll leave first. Take your time. "
"Okay." Garon nodded and glanced at the man called Ankh. He couldn't help but narrow his eyes.
He felt a similar aura to Golden Hoop Number 102 from this person, perhaps even stronger than the Golden Hoop.
Garon glanced at the man's waist. He saw that it was bulging, as if something was stuck in it.
"If someone with this kind of skill was equipped with a pistol, as long as his marksmanship wasn't too bad, I wouldn't be able to resist at all. As expected of a big family. People from big places are really different. "
The little bit of arrogance he had gained from the great increase in his skills was instantly suppressed.
After Felicity and her bodyguard left, Garon sat alone on the sofa. The air still had the faint scent of the young miss's body.
"If that Golden Hoop was also good with pistols that day, I probably wouldn't have been able to win so easily. As expected, firearms are a martial artist's natural enemy … "
He sighed, picked up the cup of black tea, and took a sip.
"Luckily, I have the Black Jade Disk. Now I have new attribute points to increase." He glanced at the attribute pane at the bottom of his vision. His strength had increased by 0.1 due to the White Cloud Secret Art. It was now 2.11, and his potential had increased to 164%.
"But this speed is really too slow. It only increased by one point in a week."
He then looked at the Skills tab. He skipped over the subjects and focused his attention on the White Cloud Secret Technique for three seconds. The White Cloud Secret Art didn't move. Obviously, it couldn't be increased anymore.
"So it's at the peak?"
"Forget it. I'll just add it to intelligence. The situation has been chaotic recently. Let's see how it helps to sort out the situation."
He hesitated for a moment, and his gaze landed on intelligence.
Pa!
A clear stream of energy flowed into the intelligence pane.
The original 1.20 intelligence instantly changed to 1.50.
Garen only felt a chill in his brain. His brain, which was originally a little dull, suddenly became abnormally clear. It was as if his thinking, reflexes, logic, and memory had all improved. But this improvement was a bit vague. There was no way to compare the effects.
"According to the standard unit I set, the average standard of a normal person is 1. So now I'm more than half of the average person's intelligence. There should be no more restrictions on intelligence in some subjects. "
In the skill pane, many subjects had a minimum intelligence value limit. If one didn't reach it, they could only learn step by step. But once they reached it, they would have an eidetic memory. They would be able to draw inferences about the content of the lesson. Their thinking would be agile, and they would be able to quickly reach the level of mastery of the subject after adding points.
With his mind much clearer, Garon pondered about the current situation.
"If I want to get the Antiques of Tragedy without any risk, then I can get out now and let Ge Reese pay attention to the progress of Dale Quicksilver's case. The Golden Hoop can also contact Ge Reese's original company to buy the Antiques of Tragedy. As long as they find a new Antique of Tragedy, I can bid as much as I can to get it. My only worry is that I don't have enough money to buy it. This is a way, but it requires a lot of money. "
"But I can also change my way of thinking. I can determine whether an antique is real by absorbing potential. This way, I will have the absolute authority to appraise Antiques of Tragedy and mysterious jewelry. As long as I cram some knowledge and experience in appraising jewelry and antiques, it shouldn't be a problem for me to become a professional Antiques of Tragedy appraiser for the Detective."
"Dale Quicksilver probably didn't know the secret of the potential of the Antiques of Tragedy. Otherwise, he wouldn't have given me the Black Jade Disk so easily." Garon had interacted with Dale Quicksilver before, so he knew the key point.
In the eyes of others, the Antiques of Tragedy were just some mysterious, strange, and precious items from legends. But in his eyes, the Antiques of Tragedy were good things that could absorb potential and strengthen himself.
"I don't have to take it for myself. I can interact with the Antiques of Tragedy as both an appraiser and a collector. I have to let both the Detective and the Golden Hoop know that only I can appraise the real Antiques of Tragedy without any mistakes. This way, I can stay out of it and achieve my goal in another way. "
He had to admit that after adding a point to his Intelligence, he felt that his mind was a lot clearer. He was able to arrange everything in a few seconds and even found a suitable position for himself.
"Now, all that's left is to cram in the knowledge of antique appraisal. The old man should have experience in this area. "Garon immediately thought of Old Man Gregor from Dolphin Antiques.
"There's also that book that Old Man Gregor mysteriously took out last time. I don't know what it is. It seems that the old man has some secrets of his own. But as long as it's not something troublesome, it doesn't matter. "
Garon stood up and looked for antique appraisal books in the series of rooms. Unfortunately, he didn't find a single one. He ran to the special books room on the right side of the library and searched again, but found nothing. The books on the right side were pitifully few.
After leaving the library, Garon found a horse carriage and went straight to Dolphin Antiques.
Sitting in the carriage, Garen felt vaguely irritated. He had added so many attribute points to his body, and his physical strength had reached a high level, but when he met Felicity's brother just now, he still couldn't refute the condescending tone of the other party.
No matter if it was Fei Baiyun's White Cloud Dojo or his uncle's gray company, they were just small characters in his eyes. And with the martial arts that he was so proud of, he couldn't even beat his own senior brothers and sisters, let alone guns. Martial arts wasn't just about physical strength.
He closed his eyes slightly to rest his mind. Listening to the crisp sound of the horse's hooves and the rolling sound of the carriage wheels, Garon recalled his life experiences since he transmigrated.
"Even though I have a special ability, I'm still an ordinary disciple of a dojo, a student of Shengying Academy, and the son of an ordinary company worker. I still have to take one step at a time. I'm still far from being truly strong … "He recalled his experience at the Silversilk Castle and felt even more powerless.
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