bestfiction Chapter 349 Progress Award
Chapter 349 Progress Award
Immortal Master Li Huo was inwardly regretting it: 'He agreed so readily? Oh no, I've lost out.'
"But I have a condition." Whether it was because Zhong Ming was too weak or because he really disregarded the other party, his voice sounded strange.
Immortal Master Li Huo laughed instead. "You? Try to negotiate with me?"
The fact that the Qi Refining stage and the Foundation Establishment stage were negotiating terms meant that the military system protected Zhong Ming, preventing him from being slapped to death on the spot.
"The hush money for this matter is also included in the mid-grade spiritual artifact. Hand over this armor to me, and we'll be even... However, when it comes to friendship, there's no such thing as being even."
Immortal Master Li Huo frowned. Talk about friendship? Are you planning a long-term collaboration?
"Let me give you a heads-up. When I was upgrading these magical artifacts, I discovered something. The materials you used to craft these artifacts seem to have some flaws. Some areas have thin or even no spiritual energy."
Master Li Huo's expression shifted between light and dark as he asked in a deep voice, "Do all these magical artifacts exhibit this condition?"
"At least everything that has passed through my hands has some degree of this."
"Understood. If you need anything, just let me know in the future."
"Then, see you later."
After Zhong Ming left, Immortal Master Li Huo quickly took out a large amount of materials and began to examine them carefully.
The materials obtained from the military merit point exchange point are almost impossible to be fake, let alone scrap. After checking them once, they were put away. The other materials were from the black market.
"Damn it, don't let me find out which shady dealer dared to cheat me. I knew it, with my skill level, there's no way I could be this bad." Master Li Huo comforted himself as he searched, but found nothing unusual.
At this moment, he began to suspect that Zhong Ming was setting him up, but suddenly a flash of inspiration struck him, and he released everything from a storage bag.
A large pile of special materials mixed with spirit stones filled his weapon-refining room, and soon he discovered something amiss.
A high-grade spirit stone may appear intact and seem to be full of spiritual energy, but it has a special internal structure that concentrates the spiritual energy on the surface, leaving the internal spiritual energy thin, with only one-third the concentration of a normal high-grade spirit stone.
Who would bother to examine the internal structure of every single spirit stone? That's ridiculous.
Spirit stones are very basic things, especially these.
He checked all the spirit stones, and sure enough, the fire-attribute spirit stones were all fine.
Since the Immortal Master Li Huo is a fire-attribute cultivator, he naturally needs to use fire-attribute spirit stones to cultivate and replenish his spiritual power.
Other types of spirit stones occasionally have problems.
He only has other attribute spirit stones for the purpose of weapon crafting.
At this moment, his face was ashen. 'Fine, very well, Junior Sister, you paid a hefty price for these things. Carving inside spirit stones—only a handful of people can do that. I'm afraid one carving is worth five spirit stones. You're very good, hmph~~'
He crushed the "Hollow Spirit Stone" in one swift motion, thinking to himself, "Since you want me to lose so badly, and you want my master's inheritance so badly, then I'll have to fight for it."
Light the furnace and begin refining!
......
Zhang Youcai walked forward with a vacant stare, swaying from side to side, like a roly-poly toy moving forward.
'Cultivation is truly not something a human being can do,' he thought to himself.
Zhong Ming's eyes were glazed over, his limbs were completely uncoordinated, each with its own thoughts, and he walked out in the manner of a spider taking a stroll.
'Injured meridians are truly unbearable for a human; I can't live like this anymore!' he thought to himself.
The two people, one tall and one short, walked down the street as if they had lost their minds, attracting the attention of passersby. Even some patrolling guards came up to ask them a few questions, almost being mistaken for puppets controlled by spies.
"Captain..." Zhang Youcai said weakly. Because Zhong Ming had paid him enough military merit points when he hired a "teacher," the serious old scholar worked extra hard. In eighty days, he guided him to the peak of the second level of Qi Refining. Of course, he had to take fasting pills for many days.
Now the streets are bustling with people, and he sees everyone as if they're elixirs of fasting, like fasting pills floating around the streets!
He asked hesitantly, "Where are we going now?"
"Go with... and me... don't ask questions."
Zhong Ming pulled him toward the wine cellar.
after a little while.
"He Guang, He Guang, are you there? Get me some wine, the kind that soothes the meridians, I'll pay." Zhong Ming shouted, but no one responded.
He pulled Zhang Youcai to the edge of the wine vat, made him sit on the ground, and then climbed onto the huge wine vat himself.
Hey, there's no one inside, and the lid of the big vat is open.
"You stay here and don't move. I'll go check on the situation."
Zhong Ming muttered, "I hope I don't get blown up," as he wandered around the wine cellar.
After going around once, there was no sign of He Guang, so they had to give up and sat down next to Zhang Youcai, where they chatted casually.
"You're rich, what do you think of cultivating immortality?"
"So boring, so tedious."
"You're rich, do you think cultivating immortality is a good idea?"
"Okay... then, as long as I can live a good life and won't be killed by the big monster (barbarian)."
"But the more I cultivate, the more dangers I encounter, and the more times I almost die." Zhong Ming simply lay down on the ground; this breakthrough had truly caused him great suffering.
After having his meridians examined by a doctor and buying medicine, he spent a full four hundred military merit points, enough to buy a top-grade magic weapon!
I don't know if it's because military merit points are too cheap or because doctors are too greedy, but if I don't join the army, wouldn't I be unable to even get medical treatment?
"Captain, you're very lucky. You'll definitely be able to get out of danger."
"The doctor told me to rest for a month and not to get into any fights." For the next month, he could only stay in the maintenance team and couldn't patrol at all.
There's an old saying in my hometown: "Those who survive a great calamity are destined for good fortune."
There's a saying in my hometown: "Misfortunes never come singly, but good fortune never comes in pairs."
"Hey! Brother Cuihong, you're back! Come and see!"
He Guang's voice came from behind. Zhong Ming gestured with his lips, indicating: "Isn't the second disaster coming soon?"
Zhong Ming got up to greet him, only to see He Guang followed by many soldiers, his body tightly bound with red ribbons, a large and bright red flower on his chest, and a tall and imposing soldier carrying a golden frame walking over from behind.
"Hello, fellow Daoist, are you the master of Daoist He Guang?"
"Uh, no, his master asked me to look after him for a few days."
"That's fine then." The man solemnly displayed the golden frame, on which was written in vigorous calligraphy: "Congratulations to Daoist He Guang for the military's recognition of the 'Red Sun Lotus Seed Ice Spring Delayed Bomb,' and hereby awarded the Artillery Shell Technology Progress Award."
Zhong Ming stared blankly, then numbly shook hands with the soldier in front of the photo-recording stone, accepted the grand prize certificate and a pile of storage bags full of spirit stones as a reward, and then exchanged a few pleasantries.
The soldiers marched away in orderly steps, leaving the three men looking at each other in bewilderment.