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Chapter 336

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Although the weight of these gold and silver jewelry added up to a few dozen kilograms, with his strength as an intermediate Apprentice Adept, his body was infinitely close to that of a Grand Knight. Even if he didn't use the space ring, he could still pack them up and take them away. However, Connor didn't have the time to check all the jewelry in such a short time. Therefore, before he was sure that the Church hadn't tampered with these jewelry, Connor wouldn't bring them out of this secret warehouse. Who knew if there were any tracking items disguised as jewelry among these jewelry?

Given the existence of these two possibilities, Connor had no choice but to use this stupid method to search for the Black Rock Grass in the pile of gold and silver jewelry in front of him! To be honest, Connor now regretted killing the two unlucky arbiters who were guarding the secret warehouse. If only one of them was left alive, he wouldn't have to go through so much trouble. He could directly ask for the location of the item he wanted!

Amidst all these uncertainties, the only thing worth rejoicing about was that as a Spirit Adept, Connor's intuition was very sharp, and his Spirit was strong enough. In addition, it wasn't difficult to determine whether an item was a space item in alchemy.

Just as the cold female voice of the auxiliary chip in Connor's mind began to count down the time for the realm bead, "30 seconds … 29 seconds … 28 seconds …" Connor's Spirit finally locked on to an unremarkable dark red metal ring in the pile of jewelry. Under the influence of his Spirit, this ring immediately fell into Connor's hand.

Connor, who had no time to waste, immediately concentrated his Spirit and rushed into the ring without hesitation. Some of the original Spirit imprints in this dark red ancient ring were immediately destroyed by Connor's tyrannical and unreasonable attack. The next moment, this ancient space ring revealed everything inside to Connor. He saw rows upon rows of small grasses with black roots and blue leaves neatly arranged.

First, he took a look at the grasses, then he used his Spirit to check the number of grasses in the space ring. Connor's face immediately lit up with unconcealable joy. His hard work paid off. The grasses with black roots and blue leaves were exactly the same as the Black Rock Grass that Varga had described to him. Although Connor didn't check the number of grasses in the space ring carefully, he was sure that there were more than 500 of them in the space ring.

After obtaining the target of his trip, Connor placed it in his pocket. Then, he shifted his gaze back to the jewelry with a complicated expression. After a slight hesitation, he tossed a gray crystal into the pile of jewelry. Then, without any hesitation, he left the secret warehouse in a flash.

"Three seconds …" The cold female voice of the auxiliary A.I. Chip in his mind counted down to three seconds. Connor walked out of the secret warehouse and waved his hand. The three Realm Pearls stopped working and silently returned to Connor's hand.

Although the three Realm Pearls were useless because they could only be used once, Connor still wanted to take them away. He wouldn't leave them here. The Church of the Storm in Majorca would realize that there was something wrong with the secret warehouse by tomorrow morning. At that time, it would be the time to test Connor. Therefore, he would try his best to leave as little evidence as possible.

After that, Conner wrapped his windbreaker tightly around himself and left in another direction under the cover of the dark night, leaving the warehouse alone in the dark, which seemed to be the same as usual.

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Three hours later, at apartment No. 16, Lander Street, Loen East District, the sun had just risen. Connor leaned on the soft sofa in his pajamas. He looked a little tired but excited. He carefully played with the dark red ancient ring in his hand. Compared to the initial rough inspection, he had carefully checked the Black Rock Grass in the ring. There were more than seven hundred and eighty Black Rock Grass in the ring. Not only did the quantity exceed the five hundred Black Rock Grass that Connor needed, but the quality was also exactly what Varga wanted. The seven hundred and eighty Black Rock Grass were perfectly preserved and their medicinal efficacy was not lost at all.

In order to prevent the Church of Sewing from locking down all the entrances and exits of Mallorca after discovering that the secret warehouse had been ransacked by him, Connor didn't wait for the earliest train from Mallorca to Loen. Instead, he took advantage of the night to rush back home. Thankfully, Mallorca wasn't far from Loen. Connor did his best and rushed back in two and a half hours.

Connor picked up a bottle of Romano Conti and poured himself a glass. He then took a sip of the dark red liquid that exuded a strong aroma. Connor recalled what had happened just now as he savored the rich aroma of the Conti.

Three hours ago, when he was still in the secret warehouse, he found a bunch of jewelry in the safe. Apart from the space-teleportation ring that contained the black rock grass, he also found two other items that seemed to be enchanted items. It was impossible for Connor to determine the specific functions of the two enchanted items in such a short time, but he was sure that the two items were not space-teleportation items. After discovering this, Connor felt very lucky that he didn't recklessly take away all the jewelry in order to save time. Otherwise, the arbitrators of the Church of Storms might have come to him by now.

"Boom!!!"

Just as Connor was downing one glass after another, drinking half a bottle of Conti that was worth a week's living expenses for a middle-class family, a loud explosion suddenly came from outside the apartment!

Connor didn't seem to be surprised by the loud explosion. A strange smile appeared on his face, and he walked to the floor-to-ceiling window of his house. He swirled the wine glass in his hand slightly while looking in the direction of the explosion. It was in the direction of the small town next to Loen, Majorca.

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