"Brother Yaohong, it hurts so much."
Upon seeing this, Tao Yaohong's eyes showed tenderness. He no longer cared about Zuo Qingya, picked up Fu Shiqin, found a doctor, and had him treat her.
"Doctor, how is Xiaoqin? Is she alright?"
The doctor took Fu Shiqin's pulse, shook his head, and said, "It's nothing serious, just some internal injury. A little medicine will do the trick."
After resolving Fu Shiqin's matter, Tao Yaohong thought of Zuo Qingya.
He took out his communicator and began contacting Zuo Qingya.
I tried calling the communicator, but it wouldn't go through. It would just beep a few times and then hang up. And the messages I sent disappeared without a trace.
"Xiaoya, please reply to my message when you see it, okay? I'm really worried about you."
But no matter what he sent, it all disappeared without a trace, because Zuo Qingya had no idea that such a thing as a communicator existed, and had probably thrown it away somewhere in the dark.
Zuo Qingya is currently isolated from society; she has nothing that allows her to connect with the outside world.
Zuo Qingya looked at the several men in suits blocking her way and raised her eyebrows in confusion, "Who are you?"
The man in the lead touched his nose and said, "Um, Miss Zuo, I'm sorry to bother you."
Zuo Qingya really wanted to chime in, but knowing she was being a nuisance, she refrained and continued listening to the man speak.
The man took out a business card and handed it to Zuo Qingya, saying, "This is my business card. I am the director of the MZ Bureau. My name is Mo Rong."
Zuo Qingya took the business card, nodded, and said, "Um... is there something you need?"
"It's like this, Miss Zuo, we saw you make a move on the Heavenly Eye. We'd like to ask Miss Zuo, what is your talent?"
"Is this what you mean?" Zuo Qingya asked, pulling out a stack of papers.
Mo Rong recognized it at a glance; it was the thing Zuo Qingya had thrown out.
Mo Rong rubbed his hands together. "Yes, this is it. Can I take a look?"
Zuo Qingya didn't refuse and handed the Thunder Talisman to Mo Rong. "Take a look if you want."
Mo Rong took the Thunder Talisman and examined it closely. He couldn't discern anything special about the paper, except that it was incredibly thin, seemingly fragile enough to break with the slightest touch. He couldn't believe that this paper possessed such power, instantly killing the monster's mouth.
Mo Rong looked embarrassed and said, "Excuse me, Miss Zuo, may I ask how to use this piece of paper?"
"Oh, you can just throw it out."
"??? Are you sure?"
Zuo Qingya nodded, "I'm sure, but if you're going to throw it away, you might need to use something else with it."
"What is that?"
Zuo Qingya took out a mid-grade spirit stone from her consciousness space and handed it to Mo Rong. "When you use it, wrap this mid-grade spirit stone with this talisman. But remember, you must wrap it tightly, otherwise the mid-grade spirit stone will fall out and it won't work. Once wrapped, throw it directly at the strange mouth. You must wait until the strange mouth opens before you throw this in. This will make it even more effective, one talisman is enough to kill."
"That's amazing?"
"Didn't you use your clairvoyance to see it? You know the results."
"Miss Zuo, could you sell us this stone and this paper?"
Zuo Qingya touched her chin. "It's possible, but..."
"But what?"
"However, I don't know how to set the price."
"???" Oh, so that's it. This is easier to handle. They get 100 million for killing one monster mouth, and two of these things can kill one monster mouth, so together they'll get 100 million.
"Um, Miss Zuo, is it alright if these two items are valued at 100 million together?"
Upon hearing the price, Zuo Qingya's eyes lit up, and she nodded, "Okay, okay."
"Okay, I need to apply to my superiors. You'll need to wait about ten minutes."
Zuo Qingya nodded, "Okay, go ahead and apply."
Mo Rong walked to the side, took out his communicator, and began contacting his superiors.
Zuo Qingya didn't have to wait long before Mo Rong returned.
"Ms. Zuo, I have already sent a letter to my superiors to apply. Please wait a little longer."
Zuo Qingya nodded, "Okay."
"But Miss Zuo, may I ask you a question?"
"What's the problem? Ask away."
"Um...can you tell me what your talent is?"
Zuo Qingya thought for a moment and said, "A talisman artist."
"A talisman artist?" This was the first time Mo Rong had ever heard of such a thing.
Seeing Mo Rong's confusion, Zuo Qingya held up the Thunder Talisman and said, "This is it, this is the talisman, and the pattern on it is what I drew."
"A pattern?" Mo Rong was stunned when he saw the crooked and twisted strokes. Did this even need to be drawn? He thought even a child could draw it.
Just then, Mo Rong's communicator rang, and he walked to the side to answer it.
They returned shortly afterward.
"Miss Zuo, the higher-ups have already agreed. These two items will cost 100 million."
"OK."
"Miss Zuo, besides this talent, do you have any other talents?"
"Other talents? Yes, I do. For example, I can float. Does that count?"
"Floating?" Mo Rong looked at Zuo Qingya's legs and couldn't believe it; Zuo Qingya didn't have legs at this moment. Because Zuo Qingya was wearing long pants, otherwise, if the pants hadn't fluttered, no one would believe that she was disabled.
"Well, I guess you could call it a talent."
Zuo Qingya nodded, took out a lightness talisman from her consciousness space, and stuck it directly onto Mo Rong's body.
Mo Rong felt his body lighten, and he floated up into the air.
Mo Rong was astonished. "This paper can be used like this?"
"Hmm...that's fine."
"Um, I'd like to ask, are you a spatial talent user?"
Zuo Qingya did not nod. She took out a spatial talisman from her consciousness space and handed it to Mo Rong. Knowing that he could not use spiritual power, she also took out a low-grade spirit stone and handed it to Mo Rong.
"Just like before, wrap the spirit stone in talisman paper, then communicate with the talisman paper with your consciousness, and you will be able to see the space inside the space talisman."
After listening to Zuo Qingya's explanation, Mo Rong did as she was told, only to find a blank space in her mind, much to her surprise.
Holding a space talisman in one hand and placing the other on the table, the table disappeared with a thought, and a table appeared in the empty space in his mind. With another thought, the table reappeared.
"It really is a space. Miss Zuo, how much is this space talisman? We want it too, we're willing to pay any price."
Zuo Qingya waved her hand and said, "There aren't many of these. I can only sell you five. That's all. Drawing a space talisman is very troublesome."
"I know, it's already a good thing that you're willing to sell it to us."
"Hmm... If you want them, I'll sell you all five. Just give me 100 million."
Mo Rong agreed.
"Excuse me, Miss Zuo, could you please add a communicator?"
"Communicator?"
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