Free Web NovelChapter 934: Chapter 303: Shen Zhou Martial Dao, Purgatory Mode_3
The price of the Illusion-Crystal, that’s truly unparalleled.
Su Yue, driven by impulse, opened the inquiry about Illusion-Crystal again:
Q: I pretended to buy Illusion-Crystal and bragged about it in my circle, and now a pretty girl is chatting with me intensely. I’m about to be exposed. What should I do? Urgent, waiting online!
A1: Does the pretty girl’s family have a grandpa with unsold tea?
A2: Does the pretty girl have a terminal illness?
A3: I’m the original poster. How did you, from the first comment, know the pretty girl’s grandpa has unsold tea? I’m feeling quite sympathetic and bought 20 pounds of it.
A4: I’m from the first comment. I’d recommend checking if the pretty girl has blocked you.
A5: Damn!
Q: I can’t make out the price. Is 100 grams of Illusion-Crystal 1 million or 10 million?
A1: If you don’t need your eyes, you can donate them to the Research Institute.
A2: A hundred million.
A3: To the brother buying Illusion-Crystal, this young lady is looking for a match, unmarried but expecting, marry one get one free.
Alas!
Su Yue sighed.
No useful information, everyone was just asking but not buying.
Of course, the guy who bought tea from the pretty girl’s grandpa might be a bit heartbroken, perhaps the pretty girl is flicking ash from her feet.
Just buy it.
What else can you do?
Place the order.
Ping!
50,000 credits were deducted.
Because these are luxury items, there are no discounts whatsoever.
Su Yue instantly spent 50 million in cash.
"There was a time I could spend a fortune in one go!"
Looking at the successful order screen, Su Yue’s breathing was a bit heavy; he even felt like taking a cold shower.
Life is simply too exciting.
Account balance: 410,000 credits.
Spending money like a floodgate opening, the biggest expense has already been made. Is there even a point in hesitating over the little things left in the cart?
No, there isn’t.
I’ve become arrogant, Su Yue.
Ping!
Clear the shopping cart.
Three Silkworm Purification Pills, three bottles of Two Forms Profound Water, ten Radiance Scripture Pills.
Deduct 47,900 credits.
In a blink, Su Yue’s credits were down to 360,000.
Actually, the more terrifying things are yet to come.
Su Yue just bought three Silkworm Purification Pills first, who knows if that will be enough?
Given his special circumstances, if it’s not enough, he’d have to bleed financially again.
And the Radiance Scripture Pills are certainly not enough.
Going broke!
Why am I so poor?
Su Yue was full of resentment, he even thought of going to swindle Mo Kai.
The price of Divine Land’s pills is exorbitant, not friendly at all.
Look at the Damp Realm; I can not only get pills, but also bomb cities—it’s marvelous.
Alas!
After a sigh, Su Yue calmed down.
He had to quickly study the Nirvana Illusion Image, especially since he already bought the 50 million worth Illusion-Crystal. If he messes up the illusion technique, he’d regret it to the point of exploding.
...
Lin Dongqi’s office.
Because Lin Dongqi has already perished, this office will temporarily be used by Bai Hui Sect.
When Zhao Qian’en returns, if he can successfully assume the role of general of the Zhao Qi Corps, then the office will belong to him.
If there is any other unforeseen situation, the office would then belong to another general.
After Lin Dongqi’s death, the office has been sealed, and the Military Department has to wait for Lin Dongqi’s family to sort out his personal belongings.
And Zhao Qian’en is Lin Dongqi’s only family member.
A Grade 5 logistics officer opened the door to the room.
"General Zhao, you can go in now, my condolences!"
The logistics officer nodded, signaling to Zhao Qian’en to enter.
"Mm!"
Zhao Qian’en forced a smile.
Bang!
The logistics officer closed the door from outside.
He knew Zhao Qian’en would remain silent for a while, so he gave him some space.
"Alas, I used to kick open this office door, but now, suddenly I feel a bit apprehensive."
Zhao Qian’en let out a long sigh.
The office layout was simple, fitting the status of a widowed bachelor.
No green plants, no decorations, just a few cold pieces of furniture.
There’s nothing here associated with warmth.
Zhao Qian’en sat in Lin Dongqi’s office chair, silently saying nothing.
He looked out through the floor-to-ceiling window at the sunlight, thinking: Lin Dongqi, when alive, might have often gazed at the sun outside the window too.
"Brother-in-law, you’re such a fool!"
Zhao Qian’en felt a pang of sadness.
In fact, there wasn’t really anything to take, Lin Dongqi’s simple lifestyle was astonishing.
Some personal clothes, all military uniforms, had already been cremated with him, Zhao Qian’en feared his brother-in-law would go to the Yellow Springs Road without clothes.
He opened Lin Dongqi’s drawer, finding only a cell phone inside.
Zhao Qian’en was taken aback.
He vaguely remembered, before Lin Dongqi died, he told him to come take some secret, but at the time, he was too emotional to pay much attention.
Now it seemed the phone was what Lin Dongqi left for him.
Technically it’s called a phone, but it didn’t have any communication function of a phone.
Strictly speaking, it was a storage device, heavily encrypted, though with a display screen.
It required fingerprint and iris recognition to unlock.
Zhao Qian’en smoothly unlocked the communicator, unsurprised, as Lin Dongqi was a general who had all his details recorded, including fingerprint and iris scans.
Of course, such things are only accessible by generals; in the entire Divine Land, less than 20 people could unlock it.
Even for Lin Dongqi, he could only unlock the martial artist records of the Zhao Qi Corps.
"Brother-in-law, when you open this storage device, my photo should already be in the Heroic Spirit Mausoleum.
"Do not grieve or be sad, from the beginning, this was the path I, Lin Dongqi, chose myself..."
Lin Dongqi’s figure appeared on the screen.
He was sitting right in the chair Zhao Qian’en occupied, speaking upright with a poker face.
The familiar voice caused Zhao Qian’en’s hands to start trembling.
