Chapter 663 Treasure Trove Fat?
"Huh? That's weird, where did that fatso go?"
Han Shuo muttered to himself, not too worried.
He knew his brother's personality well; he was often disobedient and liked to run around.
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He turned on the communicator and shouted a few times into his ear.
"Fatty! Fatty!"
"Where are you? Feng and I are back. You better come over here right now."
After calling out a couple of times, he took out some food from his backpack and shared some with Feng.
The two of them hadn't eaten for a while and needed to replenish their bodily functions.
And so, while eating and chatting idly, Han Shuo and Feng patiently waited for the fat man to return.
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1 minute, 5 minutes, 10 minutes...
The communicator in Han Shuo's ear still did not respond.
He felt uneasy and quickly stood up.
"Strange, could it be that this kid has run out of the communication range?"
He thought to himself, and after calling out twice more to no avail, he immediately took out a signal flare from his backpack and sent it out.
Ignite and fire!
Whoosh—! Thud!
A signal flare burst into a dazzling display of fireworks over the city.
"Now, that fatso will finally see it..."
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The anxious wait continues.
The drone hovering above occasionally shifted its camera position, as if the white-haired group, on the other side of the distance, were also curious about what Han Shuo wanted to do...
About an hour later, a chubby figure flashed quickly across the street and soon climbed up the stairs to the roof.
Han Shuo looked at the fat man, who was covered in sweat but seemed unharmed, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
With an unhappy expression on his face, he asked reproachfully.
"Where have you been? I've been away since I launched the signal flare for so long!"
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"Whoosh~whoosh~whoosh..."
The fat man was panting heavily and did not answer.
After his breathing calmed down, a smile appeared on his face.
However, he quickly recalled how the two people in front of him had abandoned him yesterday, and his smile immediately vanished, replaced by an arrogant expression.
"Hmph! It's none of your business!"
After saying that, Han Shuo really wanted to slap him.
After a long silence, he finally forced himself to calm down.
"Don't be angry, don't be angry..."
His face twitched slightly, a forced smile playing on his lips. He snorted coldly and asked through gritted teeth.
"Heh, hurry up and tell me, don't make me resort to violence!"
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The fat man was clearly a sensible person.
Seeing that Han Shuo was really trying hard to control his urge to beat him up, he immediately chickened out.
Of course, most importantly, he was in a very good mood today. What happened yesterday was in the past, and he was being generous and giving the other party a way out.
He threw the large sack behind him on the ground and replied with a grin.
"I went to play by myself. Look, while you two were away, I collected more than 30 drops of turbid liquid!"
He had barely finished speaking when he turned his head and noticed the drone hovering in mid-air. He paused for a moment, then immediately shouted.
"Damn it, someone's secretly filming us! What the hell!"
He cursed under his breath, and his unusual thought process led him to pull out a pistol from his pocket, intending to shoot down the drone.
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Seeing this scene, Han Shuo finally lost his temper.
He vanished from his spot in a flash, then kicked the fat man two meters away.
"Can you be normal for once? This drone was brought back by the two of us, it belongs to the white-haired guy's side."
After hearing this, the fat man finally realized what was going on.
He patted his own butt and gave an awkward laugh.
"Ahahaha, so that's how it is."
"It turned out to be one of our own? Sorry, I was overly cautious and almost got caught in the crossfire..."
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After giving a brief explanation, Han Shuo was too lazy to argue with the fat man any further.
He had already noticed that the fat man had returned with a large sack, pointed at it, and asked.
"What's in here? If you don't need it, throw it away."
“We have enough luggage, so let’s not bring any extra stuff. Let’s pack and head to White Hair’s place right away.”
"Oh dear, we can't lose it, we can't lose it!"
The fat man shouted, quickly clutching the large sack to his chest, and began to explain.
"Let me tell you, this is full of good stuff."
As he spoke, he untied the large sack and took out the items inside for the two men to examine.
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It turns out that this kid went downstairs yesterday, hunted down a few alien species, and stumbled upon a large exhibition hall by accident.
Then, he suddenly felt playful and went inside to raid the place.
The large sack contained the spoils he had brought back this time.
Famous paintings, exquisite cultural relics... and so on, a series of rare and valuable items displayed in the exhibition hall were all stuffed into his bag.
Later, still feeling unsatisfied, he ran a long way to a science museum. After scanning half of it, he saw the signal flare fired by Han Shuo.
Although reluctant, the fat man had no choice but to stop his bandit activities and leave quickly and reluctantly so as not to worry the two of them.
Because the two places are far apart, it took some extra time to get back.
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After hearing these words, Han Shuo shook his head helplessly.
Sure enough, that fat kid, no matter what, is always as playful as a child...
"Treasure Fatty? Did he catch it from Lao Wu?"
Then, he noticed the exhibits the fat man had set up on the rooftop and became interested. He walked over and began to admire them one by one.
"Hmm...not bad, not bad, this little thing is quite pretty, I'll take it."
"This painting isn't very good; I can't understand it. Let's throw it away; it's taking up too much space."
After Han Shuo had just selected two items, he inadvertently spotted a dark, fist-sized stone.
He curiously shifted his gaze over and saw that the ugly, dark stone was covered with pits and bumps, and asked in confusion.
"What is this thing?"
"ah?"
The fat man glanced in the direction the other man was pointing, picked up the stone casually, and shook his head.
"I don't know either. I found it in the science museum, but I didn't have time to read the text description before I rushed back."
“I thought it was quite heavy, so I brought it back. Look, if you don’t like it, just throw it away.”
After he finished speaking, he threw the stone over.
Han Shuo reached out and took it, then felt its weight.
Okay, it is indeed quite heavy, much heavier than a regular stone.
However, he quickly lost interest because he felt the stone was too ugly, and he didn't have a penchant for collecting stones...
Just as he was about to casually throw it away, the wind from behind came up.
Feng's expressionless face showed a moment of surprise when he saw the black stone, and he quickly interrupted Han Shuo's actions.
"Wait a moment!"
"This looks like a meteorite. My weapon is made from this material."
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