This is a strange seed that feeds on flesh and blood...
After listening to Law's description, Jin and Lin Nie had different reactions.
Regardless of whether the information was true or not, how did Law know about this seed?
Lin Nie's attention was all on the seed, while Jin thought of more things, including Hollow's information. It seemed that Law had a special information channel.
However, he would not explore Law's secret, and that was his feeling and guess. There was no evidence to prove it.
In order to confirm whether the seed was "dead" or "alive", Law bought a jin of pork outside and threw it into the stone box.
At first, the seed did not react when it touched the bloody pork. After a while, the seed did not move, but the pork was shrinking at a fast speed.
The seed was still alive...
In less than twenty seconds, the jin of pork was sucked up by the seed, leaving no blood.
The volume of the pork was several times the size of the seed, but after the pork was sucked up, the size of the seed did not change at all.
The seed did not move during the whole sucking process. It was as if an invisible gastric juice was used to dissolve the pork into liquid and then absorbed into the body.
There was no doubt that this seed must be a product of the Dark Continent. It could not be judged by common sense at all.
Law could not use Telekinesis, so he was unwilling to take the risk to touch the seed, but Jin did not have his concerns. After confirming that the seed was still alive, he stretched out his hand covered with Telekinesis and gently pressed it on the seed.
It was a little warm when he touched it. It felt like touching a bumpy metal.
The contact only lasted for two seconds, and then Jin suddenly withdrew his hand. The seed was absorbing his Telekinesis.
Law could not use Telekinesis, so he did not know why Jin withdrew his hand as if he had been electrocuted, but Lin Nie saw it clearly. She saw that part of the Telekinesis on Jin's hand was absorbed by the seed.
"It can absorb Telekinesis."
Jin touched his chin, and his interest in the seed increased.
Hearing Jin's words, Law felt that he could not touch the seed easily before the seal was lifted.
He felt that he did not know where to start just by studying the seed.
In the next few days, Jin lived in the association, which was rare, and waited for the Ancient Document Hunter he contacted to come.
Nitro had heard of this matter, but he had been busy all this time and didn't have time to come over.
Law didn't leave either. His loot [Surprise Magic Box] was still with Nitro. Before leaving, he would definitely take [Surprise Magic Box] away. He just didn't know when Nitro would finish.
In the past few days, Jin had been keeping Seed as a pet, feeding him all kinds of meat.
Law went to King many times to discuss the ownership of the seed. After many conversations, King agreed to give the seed to Law, but did not allow Law to take the seed to the Island of Greed.
After discovering that the seed had the ability to absorb psychic energy, one of the things that came to Jin Lian's mind was that the seed was a threat to the Island of Greed. It was like a nuclear bomb.
Luo agreed to Jin's conditions.
Two days later, the Ancient Book Hunter hired by King finally arrived at the association.
Combat power was the basic quality of a professional hunter. It was the same no matter what profession it was. However, among the professional hunters, most of them were bounty hunters who relied on their combat power. Food hunters were relatively rare.
However, among the professions with the least number of professional hunters, the Ancient Book Hunter could occupy a seat.
As far as King knew, there seemed to be only one Ancient Book Hunter in the association, and the one he hired was the only Ancient Book Hunter.
The meeting place was in Law's room. Lin Nie didn't come this time. She sat quietly in the room.
Luo Hejin sat on the sofa in the living room, and there was a pile of A4-sized photos on the coffee table.
These photos were all taken in the underground ruins. They were all photos related to ancient texts. As for the photos of the stone carvings, there was no need to take them out.
"Knock, knock."
There was a knock on the door.
Law said, "The door is unlocked, come in directly."
The person who knocked on the door outside opened the door directly and walked in. It was a young girl, dressed fashionably, with a sling on her upper body and hot pants on her lower body.
Law looked at the girl who looked less than eighteen years old and wondered if the Ancient Book Hunter hired by King was reliable.
In his impression, Ancient Book Hunters should have a deep relationship with archaeologists. Generally, they should be knowledgeable middle-aged people, right? And gender is not the key. Age is.
This girl, with short orange hair covering her ears, wine-red eyes, small mouth, and clothes, exuded a youthful and lively atmosphere from head to toe, there was no intellectual beauty.
Mainly because … she was too young?
"Who is King?"
The young girl quickly walked in front of the two of them and asked directly.
"Me." King raised his hand. Before he hired the girl, he already had a partial understanding of her.
The girl immediately looked at King, took out a pen and paper from the satchel she carried with her, patted it on the coffee table, and laughed: "The reward you give is very tempting, but the procedure still needs to be followed."
King picked up the paper and browsed it. It was a contract in two copies. It seemed that the girl was not at ease, so she drew up this contract.
Looking at it roughly, the contract was actually a guarantee. King directly picked up the pen and signed his name, so the contract took effect immediately.
The girl reached out and grabbed the contract, looked at the name signed by King, and suddenly screamed excitedly, jumping up and down in place, as if she had already got the reward.
"This … is reliable?" Law tilted his head and looked at King.
"Her name is Pijoen, and she is the only Ancient Book Hunter in the association."
King shrugged at Law, then raised his finger and knocked on the coffee table. He looked at Pijoen, who was too excited to find her direction, and said seriously: "Don't you think it's too early to be happy? If you don't translate all the ancient texts, you won't be able to get the full reward. "
According to the contract, King paid a high reward, and what Pijoen had to do was to translate the ancient texts.
If she could only translate half of the text, she would only get 50% of the reward. If the translation was less than one-fifth, she would not get any reward at all. If she translated all the texts, she would get the full reward.
Pijoen stopped spinning, raised her small face, and said confidently: "I will get your reward."
She picked up the photo on the coffee table and looked at it.
After a while, she said to herself: "It's Serbowen."
"Will it be difficult?" King asked.
Pijoen looked up at King and said: "Of course it will be difficult, but the main thing is that it will take time. Anyway, you didn't give me a time limit, so I will take these photos. As for how long it will take to translate them, I don't know. Just wait."
As soon as she finished speaking, she picked up all the photos and walked to the door quickly.
Luo Hejin and Law watched Pijoen rush out of the door.
After a while, Law asked again: "Is it reliable?"
"I think so …" King scratched his head.
Law was speechless. He always felt that the girl named Pijoen was not reliable. If it took too long, he would not wait anymore. He would fulfill the agreement with Lin Nie and leave the association.
.....
The night was as dark as ink, and the evening wind in July was hot and dry.
There was a brightly lit mansion on the mountain. It covered a large area and had a spacious courtyard.
At this time, the courtyard was filled with corpses in black suits. Blood flowed under the bodies.
The air was filled with the pungent smell of blood.
Culolo stood in an antique study in the mansion, quietly looking at the many ancient books placed on the bookshelves.
That night, the Phantom Squadron massacred the home of a top rich man. For this matter, they had planned for almost twenty days.
It was a real bloodbath. Not a single person was left.
Some things could not be changed from the beginning. The Phantom Squadron was still the original Phantom Squadron. Their attitude towards outsiders was always cold and indifferent, and they had no respect for life.
In front of the bookshelf, Culolo suddenly took out his phone from his pocket, pressed the keyboard, and typed a reply to Law's message.
More than twenty days ago, he received a message from Law. More than twenty days later, he replied.
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