On the endless green grassland, black metal fragments and small white stones were scattered everywhere. Some of the fragments and stones were inverted on the ground while some were lying flat on the edge of the hills.
The faint red afternoon sun shone from the west, casting a shadow on a three-meter tall black metal fragment. The shadow fell on the ground and landed on the fine green grass that was like cashmere.
The sky was pale red and the white clouds formed a staircase. Step by step, the east and west were dyed red.
Between the clouds, a black shuttle-shaped battleship swooped down slowly. The thousand-meter long body of the battleship cast a large shadow on the ground.
The entire battleship was like a torpedo boat. It was completely black and the surface was densely packed with small beehive-like openings. There were two tail fins at the back that were slowly opening up and shooting out light green flames.
Whoosh!
A humanoid Mech flew out from the beehive below the battleship. The Mech was completely black and carried a heavy pulse gun in both arms. There was a glossy black disc-shaped shield on its back and a red line on each of its shoulders. It looked more like a firefighter's outfit.
After the four-meter tall humanoid Mech flew out of the battleship, similar Mechs flew out of the battleship like bees leaving their hive. They buzzed and flew downwards.
One of the slightly bigger Mechs landed gently on the largest fragment below and scanned it with the red electronic eye on its mask.
"The battle ended less than half an hour ago. Search the surroundings carefully!" A young man's voice came from the Mech.
"Understood."
The Mechs with black discs on their backs spread out. There were more than twenty of them and they began to search the surroundings.
Light blue flames spurted out from the back of the Mech's legs and pushed it to search the grassland.
After a while, a Mech sent a signal.
"I found something! There's a hole here and someone is hiding inside! He's badly injured. "
"It's him?! How could this be? Send him back for emergency treatment immediately! "
A few minutes later, a Mech flew back to the battleship with a dirty young man in tow. A large number of Mechs behind him quickly returned to the battleship and returned to the original beehive.
*****
In a small dark room.
Garon gently opened a big bag in front of him. It was filled with white peacock stones of irregular shapes. He took one out and placed it in the other pocket on his right.
The owner of the car sat opposite him and quietly watched him inspect the goods.
Both of them did not speak. Only the dim lights in the rental room shone down.
Garen took out the stones one by one and weighed them one by one before putting them into the bag on the right. His movements were neither fast nor slow and his expression was calm.
Suddenly.
Garon frowned as he pinched a stone.
"This … isn't the stone I want?"
The owner laughed and took the stone from Garon's hand. "I took the wrong one, I took the wrong one … Hehe."
Garen snorted and continued to examine the other stones.
Soon, a few more stones were found. The car owner's expression became more and more unsightly, and a trace of sweat appeared on his forehead.
"Did you take the wrong one again? Why did you get so many wrong? "Garen glanced at him. "Looks like you's....
"How could it be … There are so many stones. It's inevitable to make mistakes … After all, there are more than two hundred of them." The owner wiped his sweat and smiled.
"There's a total of two hundred and fifteen stones. I'll take them all for one thousand five hundred." Garon kept the last stone.
"What? One thousand five hundred? "The owner was stunned." Didn't we agree on … "
"I didn't agree on fakes." Garon interrupted him.
"But even so, one thousand five hundred … This is at least four thousand worth of goods!" The owner was sweating more and more.
"Four thousand?" Garon laughed. "If you can find someone to pay that price, you can sell it." He leaned back on the sofa and looked at the owner casually.
"Aren't you going back on your words?" The owner was anxious and stood up.
"Back on my words? If you didn't sell fakes, I would have kept my word with you. But now that you've sold fakes, you can't blame me for lowering the price. " Garen's expression was calm. "Moreover, the purchase price for this batch of goods is at most five points per pill. The price I'm offering you is already very good. If you don't want to sell it, then forget it. There are plenty of people willing to sell it to me."
The owner calculated. One thousand five hundred was equivalent to seven points each. His purchase price was only four points. He could still make a profit, but it was a little less. Just like what Lin Fan said, no one would be willing to buy such a large amount of these goods in his hands. Other than the student in front of him, it would not be easy to find another buyer.
He gritted his teeth. He thought that the student in front of him was a rich and stupid person with a lot of money. He did not expect him to suppress him so much in the blink of an eye. He did not get much of a bargain at all.
Impressive …
He raised his eyes and glanced at Garen. Garen was sitting calmly on the fishing platform, calm and unhurried. It was obvious that he had a card up his sleeve and wanted to use violence. However, when he thought of this guy's strength and his identity as a Blackboard Academy student …
This student was very smart. He did not lower the price because he did not want to force him into a corner. He left some leeway. Lowering the price after finding out the fakes would make him seem reasonable and not unreasonable. He looked like he was in need of money. With his identity as a Blackboard Academy student, maybe he could …
"I can only ask for one thousand points for this batch of goods." The owner made a decision in his heart.
"Oh?" Garon was slightly stunned. He did not expect the other party to say something like that after being taken advantage of. "What are your conditions?"
"I want to work with you." The owner exhaled heavily and said in a low voice. "You're a Blackboard Academy student. With this identity, we can work together. If you can help me get some special information in the academy … we can achieve a win-win situation."
"Information? What information? " Garon was really surprised this time. He did not expect this guy to have such thoughts.
"Information on the Blackboard Academy's star students." The owner became serious. "To be honest, there is basically no one in your academy who is in need of money. I've been looking for a long time but could not find a suitable partner. This time, we can give it a try. You have to know that the outside world is very curious about the internal situation of your academy. Moreover, if we expose the star students' information in advance, it can increase their popularity. Before they graduate, more forces will bid for them. It's good for them too. "
"That's a good idea." Garon nodded. "But if you can think of it, then naturally others can too. Why hasn't this kind of information been leaked for so long? Have you thought about this? "He smiled and stood up. He picked up the bag that he had filtered out. It was a heavy bag.
He used his Watch Terminal to quickly transfer one thousand points to the other party.
"It's the one thousand points you mentioned. I have something to do so I'll leave first. Thank you very much this time. "
The owner was stunned by Garon's words. He only woke up when he heard the notification on his Watch Terminal. At this time, Garon was about to leave. He hurriedly stood up.
"Hey! Can you tell me your name? "
"Nonosiva. I'll look for you next time if I need anything. "
"My name is Kendall! What's your phone number?! "The owner hurriedly asked.
Garon glanced at him and reported a string of numbers. Although this guy's brain was a little slow, his decision was not bad.
*****
Back in the dormitory, Garon immediately hung the 'Do Not Disturb' sign. He closed the curtains and began to cultivate for real.
He turned on the white light and poured all the stones onto a big piece of paper. Garon carefully took off his clothes and sat cross-legged in front of the stone.
"This time, with so many impurities in the White Peacock Stones, I should be able to successfully break through to the second level, right?" He was slightly expectant.
In reality, he had never truly cultivated a pure Living Secret Technique. In the Totem World, he was interrupted halfway and took a wrong path, which led him to cultivate an evil technique. In the Vampire World, his Living Secret Technique was only at the first level from the beginning to the end.
He did not expect that in this world, the rare materials needed for a Living Secret Technique were actually sold as miscellaneous items. They were completely worthless.
"This is the difference between the worlds …" Garon sighed in his heart. His mind quickly sank into the records of the Hellfrost Peacock Technique.
The first five levels of the Hellfrost Peacock Technique were the foundation of the Foundation, used to improve the body. Only the last three levels were the true breakthroughs. The last three levels were only after the Living Secret Technique seed had completely taken root and sprouted. With the body of the practitioner as the foundation, it would produce a special technique. It could be said that it was a truly powerful Secret Technique that was completely suitable for Nonosiva's body. That was why it was called the derivative level. Only after the foundation had been cultivated, would one be qualified to derive the last three levels.
"I wonder what changes will happen when I enter the second level." Garon slowly closed his eyes and gently pressed his hands on the pile of white stones in front of him.
In the room, his body that was sitting cross-legged gradually emitted a faint chill. His skin faintly glowed a light blue.
On the pile of stones in front of him, the white stones that were touched by his hands slowly began to melt and shatter. Without a sound, the stones quickly turned into piles of white powder. As the powder increased, Garon's hands and arms became more and more blue.
The temperature in the room also became colder and colder. Gusts of cold wind blew around Garon's body. A thin layer of ice slowly condensed on the pot of green cactus on the windowsill.
Time passed by minute by minute.
Garon's entire mind was focused on the changes in his body.
The moment the impure Peacock Stone was absorbed, all the cold threads in his body seemed to have gone crazy. They crazily surged out from his palms and densely pierced into the small pile of white stones.
A large amount of viscous liquid was crazily absorbed into his body. It was quickly divided and devoured by the countless blue cold threads in his body. As the cold threads continued to devour the liquid substances, they became thicker and thicker. At first, they were as thick as strands of hair. Gradually, they became as thick as chopsticks. Then, they became as thick as fingers.
These cold threads crazily circulated in his body. Wherever they passed, any part of his body would naturally condense into a thin layer of frost.
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