The psychics, who already had excellent eyesight, saw that lying tightly in the hand was a crystal core the size of a marble, transparent and with a hint of yellow flocs.
Those eyes widened instantly, "A crystal core of level ninety-nine spiritual power?"
"Wow...that's really generous!"
Everyone knew how rare this special ability core was. How could this 13 or 14-year-old boy give it to someone so easily? And it was such a precious core?
Who was Mr. Meng? How could he not tell from Bai Ling's high-sounding words that she was lying? With his keen eyesight, he saw that little movement clearly.
Not only him, but Zhao Hu who was standing next to him also saw it clearly.
Obviously, all the crystal cores in this team are in the hands of this woman, but... she gave a ninth-level spiritual crystal core without hesitation?
Even level seven and eight crystal cores are rare nowadays, let alone such a special one. The most important thing is that Old Meng’s grandson, the sixteen-year-old boy Meng An, is a level three psychic. This crystal core is absolutely necessary for them.
Of course, I knew yesterday that they had the highest level 12 crystal core. I don't know where they got it from. Anyway, at their current level, they can't kill zombies, so it can only be attributed to their lucky luck. A few high-level zombies fought, and they took advantage.
The tall and mighty Meng Guang stared at the ninth-level spiritual core lying quietly in the white palm, reflecting the crystal clear sunlight, without moving at all. He had already seen through the thoughts of this seemingly fragile and delicate woman. He had never thought that this woman, at such a young age, had such deep thoughts, almost confusing him.
After all, how could an old man who had lived for half a century really be so straightforward? After a long while, his lips moved, "You are thoughtful, kid." Then he laughed heartily and patted Bai Xiaoxi's shoulder. His eyes, as big as copper bells but full of deep thoughts, stared at the slender woman behind him, who was neither humble nor arrogant, calm as a quiet lake. "No need for this gift!"
As soon as the words fell, a cold voice sounded calmly, "Does Mr. Meng dislike our apology gift?"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone couldn't help but touch their ears. Who would dislike a ninth-level psychic ability?
However, it was obvious that Meng Guang definitely did not have such a high-level crystal core in his hand, but he refused it. One has to say that this old man has a broad vision, otherwise, if it were someone else, he would have taken it with a smile on his face!
Meng Guang's eyes narrowed, and with an indescribable sharpness, they scraped across the smiling woman like a sharp knife.
Bai Ling's expression remained unchanged. How could she take back the ninth-level crystal core she had given away? There's a saying that goes, "One who receives from someone is obligated to return the favor, and one who eats from someone is obligated to return the favor." Determined to maintain a good relationship with him, how could Bai Ling let this old man slip away?
Bai Ling was quite cunning. After returning from this zombie extermination mission, Meng Guang would have not only a ninth-level crystal core, but also a tenth-level crystal core. If she gave him a ninth-level spiritual core by then, would it be more valuable than it was now?
"Grandpa..." Meng Xin tugged at his grandfather's sleeve, his eyes, innocent as a fawn, pleading. He knew they had said so, so if he refused, wouldn't that be embarrassing? Besides, Brother Meng An really needed the psychic core.
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