Chapter 25 No one knows better than me. The scalper has already burst into tears...
Suzuki Kawa had a mission today. Gojo Satoru gave him a warrant from the warehouse and asked him to check for information about the psychic eyes.
After all, it is not within the scope of spells. Although Gojo Satoru has studied the technique for so many years, he can only suggest that Suzuki Kawa read the classics first regarding the psychic eyes.
The left and right eyes of the psychic eye have different functions. Suzuki Kawa's left eye is more inclined towards attack, and most of the functions of the psychic eye are also in the left eye.
After finishing breakfast, Suzuki Kawa was taken by the servants to the Gojo family's warehouse.
During the day, the Gojo family's ancient, solemn atmosphere intensified, yet modern amenities were also evident. A servant explained, "Compared to Zenin and Kamo, the Gojo family is very up-to-date. Two years ago, Zenin didn't even have internet."
Suzuki Chuan was shocked: "Then they don't go online?"
He found it hard to imagine life without a cell phone. What was he doing every day? Practicing his skills? But wasn't his skills innate? No matter how much he practiced, he wouldn't be able to change his useless nature, right?
The young man in kimono touched his chin and told his servants his thoughts.
The servant's expression stiffened slightly. The master's student's words were quite sharp...
He led Suzuki Kawa to the left side of the clan. The warehouse in Gojo Satoru's yard was relatively close. They happened to pass by the head of the family's yard and met an old man who had just walked out.
"Ah, Great Elder." The servant bowed and greeted the old man.
Suzuki Kawa looked at the old man, who was a little shorter than him, wearing a floral shirt, gold-rimmed glasses, his hands behind his back, his belly protruding, and he nodded reservedly to the servant.
Then he looked at Suzuki Kawa and pushed his glasses up: "You must be Xiaochuan, right? I held you in my arms when I was a child..."
"?" Suzuki Chuan blinked. Is this the Gojo family's head elder? He doesn't look very smart.
The five elders paused and coughed lightly: "No, no, no, I was wrong. I held you in my arms when you were a child!"
"Really?" Suzuki Kawa expressed his doubt.
"Of course. I even attended the banquet when you were one month old." Elder Gojo noticed the doubt in Suzuki Kawa's eyes, and immediately took out his mobile phone excitedly and started swiping.
A minute later, he held his head high and showed the screen to Suzuki Kawa. The photo looked very old, but the background was very familiar. It looked like it was taken at Suzuki Kawa's grandfather's house. There were quite a lot of people present. The old man in the flowered shirt was wearing a solemn kimono, and the glasses were exactly the same.
After showing it to Suzuki Chuan, he proudly put away his phone and continued, "The head of the family asked me to take you to the warehouse. After all, it is an important place for the Gojo family, so I still have to supervise it."
Suzuki Kawa nodded. He remembered the last-minute instructions that Gojo teacher had given him, saying that he was worried that he couldn't read, so he asked an old man who could read to help him recognize the words.
——Of course, illiteracy means that Suzuki Kawa may not recognize the fonts used in the records of the Gojo family.
The elder in the flowered shirt looked like a walking dictionary to him, so he smiled brightly. "So it's the elder, huh? My apologies. Let's go!"
"No, I haven't had breakfast yet." The elder in the flowered shirt refused him, stroking his protruding belly and sighing, "I really envy you young people. I wish I had the same appetite as you."
Suzuki Kawa: "But isn't it eleven o'clock now?"
"Oh, really?" Gojo Kotaro looked at the sky and it seemed that the sun was indeed quite hot.
He laughed and looked at the servant: "There's nothing I can do. You take Xiaochuan over first. I'm going to have breakfast first."
The servant nodded and watched Suzuki Kawa continue walking forward. Seeing the two people turn around, Gojo Kotaro immediately called the kitchen: "Send a bowl of ramen, five hamburgers, and three pizzas to my yard. What do you want to drink? Let's have matcha. I want something sweet. Don't forget."
With so many, wouldn't they become giants? Suzuki Chuan vaguely felt that if the people in the Gojo family were like this, then there was a reason for Gojo's unreliable personality.
The servant saw his expression and hesitated for a moment before speaking to Suzuki Chuan: "The current Great Elder was promoted by the Patriarch. He used to be the Fourth Elder."
In other words, the current chief elder Gojo Kotaro is Gojo Satoru's direct subordinate.
This is not a secret, and it doesn't matter if Suzuki Kawa knows it.
"The family used to be very serious, but things have gotten much better since the head of the family took over."
"How serious?"
"It's about the same as the Zenin family."
Suzuki Kawa sucked in a breath of cold air. Who on earth were the Zenin family? His close friend Fushiguro Megumi hated them so much that he would never tell anyone about them. The people of the Gojo family also liked to compare them with their own family. They were simply a synonym for feudal remnants!
But I heard that the other one in Kamo is not much better.
The warehouse is in front, a two-story attic. The surrounding area is very open, like a small square. There are faint traces of flowing mana, telling that the sorcerer has set up a restrictive magic circle here.
The servant stopped and looked at Suzuki Chuan: "Master Suzuki, you can enter after verifying your identity with the family head's warrant. The first floor of the warehouse contains information from 500 years ago to the present, and the second floor contains information from 1,000 years ago. There are also some ancient books collected from other families, but their authenticity has not been verified."
Suzuki Chuan asked nervously, "After a thousand years, these things won't break into pieces if touched, right?"
"Don't worry, the books and rubbings stored on the ground floor of this warehouse are all non-damaged books."
Reassured, Suzuki Kawa walked towards the small square. The identity verification mechanism here was very obvious. It was just a lonely short pillar with a big sign hanging on it that read "Please go here for identity verification."
Gojo Satoru's pass was a wooden sign, which could be placed on a short pillar to allow passage. Suzuki Kawa sighed that the verification speed was faster than the airport he had been to before. He hummed an off-tune tune and looked at the two-story attic, which was not very large in area.
Although it looked small from the outside, once he stepped into the warehouse, Suzuki Kawa discovered that it was very spacious inside. The bookshelves were blocked by a screen, and after walking around it, he was overwhelmed by the ancient atmosphere.
The smell of paper has become more fragrant after hundreds of years of collection. The Kyoto area has rarely been turbulent, and these books are well preserved. There seems to be incense in the corner. Suzuki Kawa glanced around and did not find anything like an incense burner.
He pressed his left temple, and when he raised his eyes again, his left eye had turned turquoise. He scanned the bookshelves on the first floor and found with regret that there was no difference.
He thought he could scan out a book about clairvoyance.
Psychic Eye: ...I'm just an eye, not a robot.
Sighing, Suzuki Kawa obediently started looking from the first bookshelf closest to him. All he saw were terms like "spell", "ritual", "account", as well as a bunch of techniques for making cursed tools.
Do I need to read every book to find any clues about the psychic eyes?
Suzuki Kawa's eyes went dark. When he thought of the number of books he had to read, he immediately covered his chest and couldn't breathe.
——Because Gojo Satoru asked him to finish the investigation within two days.
This was the date Gojo Satoru had allowed for due consideration for his educational level.
[Ding Ding Dong—Ding Ding Dong—The system is sending you a plot value gift pack! Please don't leave, the wonderful gift pack will be delivered soon!]
What's going on with this system?
Suzuki Kawa summoned some cursed energy, and a light screen appeared in front of him. The system seemed to have been upgraded without his knowledge, and now he could see his panel and backpack.
There was a jumping email pattern in the lower left corner, and Suzuki Kawa's eyes lit up. Although the system had been in disrepair for a long time and seemed to have just been connected to the Internet, this was a big gift package worth the plot, so there must be good stuff in it!
With excitement, Suzuki Kawa opened his mailbox and saw an unread message with the title: The World Market is officially online!
What is this?
Suzuki Kawa frowned and clicked on the detailed information.
[Still worried about not being able to draw your own promotion? Still anxious about the pile of grain you have? The Zongshijie Market is officially online! Exchange grains instantly, trade and list them instantly, no middlemen taking advantage of the price difference!]
At the same time, the system's human-computer voice sounded: [Detected that the customer's backpack is full, do you want to clear the inventory? ]
What's in his backpack? It's full so quickly?
Suzuki Chuan opened his backpack in confusion and was almost blinded by a bunch of familiar things.
Aren’t these the ones he pulled out?!
He thought it was useless!
Put it on the shelves, it must be put on the shelves! Suzuki Chuan was relieved to find that the system was finally user-friendly for once, with a one-click shelf function in the backpack.
[Pugu has listed the item for the customer at market price. The customer has 3 rare Baji in their backpack. Do they want to set their own price?]
Rare, huh? Suzuki Chuan looked over and saw that they were three previously drawn hidden gems, each with its own handle printed on it.
He was amused. His smacking voice was still rare. That's good. He was worthy of being Suzuki Kawa!
What price should I set? Suzuki Chuan looked at the reference price provided by the system and found that there was no sales link for his Baji in the market.
The system suggested he bid 2,000. Suzuki Chuan was shocked. He'd only bought a white one for a few dozen before! And this one was going for 2,000?!
System: [According to the AI-derived "Industry Speculation Method," customers only need to post a link. As long as it's rare enough, someone will definitely fall for it.]
After a pause, it continued: [Given that the number of units sold for this model is less than three digits, 2000 might be a good price.]
Suzuki Kawa was shocked. He wanted to say that you guys actually play the variety show world like this. His complacency just now was almost turning into a guilty conscience.
He hesitated for a moment, but still only set it to 1000, and the system helped him put the link up.
After finishing all these, the plot value gift package also arrived in the mailbox. Suzuki Kawa was still a little shocked and opened the mailbox with a complicated expression.
[It's a system gift pack! That's right! With it, you can upgrade your system and make it run more smoothly——]
Suzuki Kawa: ? ?
Where's his imagined invincible skills? Props will do? Why upgrade this Nokia system?
[Use countdown: 5, 2, 1——]
No, is there anyone who counts like this?!
Suzuki Kawa was stunned. In his entire life, he had rarely been subjected to such shamelessness. The last time was when he was falsely accused of riding an old lady across the road.
The speed of system upgrade was as if being chased by a ghost. The old system no longer had any back or leg pain due to the long progress bar. It completed the progress in one second, which was completely different from the usual slow information delivery.
[Upgrade completed! The new system is at your service. We have detected that your market link is unreasonable and have automatically changed the price to: 10000]
[I am a financial scalper, please don’t worship me~^_^]
Suzuki Kawa didn't know what a big yellow ox was, but he knew that this system was a real beast.
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