Chapter 90 Selling Dragon Blood (Third Update)
"I also accidentally obtained one of these recently, so I guess Qiao Yingying might have gotten it from there as well."
When Qiao Mei heard Shu Qingqing suddenly mention Gang Stone, a look of surprise flashed in her red eyes. She glanced around and lowered her voice to Shu Qingqing, saying, "Let's talk about it when we get back. This isn't a good place to discuss things."
21:03 at night, in the lakeside dormitory.
“I didn’t expect that there would be a Gang Stone among the stones I had just bought and collected. Although it was only a small piece, I recognized it immediately. Didn’t you show me the painting drawn by your maid Yu Tong later? I still have a photo here, take a look.”
Shu Qingqing pulled up the photo, and Qiao Mei looked at it and realized that it was the same one she had received from her when she was wearing the rose vest. She stroked her chin and asked, "If what my mother told me before is that the Gang Stones are usually cleaned by the staff of the Awakening Hall, then this Gang Stone of yours was sold by the staff?"
Shu Qingqing sighed: "It's not impossible, but when I sent a picture of the stone to them to ask about its origin, I found that the shop had been closed down and I couldn't find anyone there. It's very strange!"
If that's all there is to it, Qiao Mei still can't be sure whether Qiao Yingying bought the Gang Stone from the same shop. If so, why is it such a coincidence that the clues just ended with Shu Qingqing?
The only option was to ask Shu Qingqing for the store's link and send it to Gan Gan, who has a wide network of contacts, to ask if they could help find information about the store owner.
【No Change to Mecha Name for Poor Liver】: Sure, I'll contact you as soon as I have news. But Rose, I really want to thank you properly for the great success of the Flying Ape Mecha. Since you don't want to accept extra money, I'll send you some fruit that just arrived at my house. You should be able to accept that, right? It's not worth much.
Qiao Mei had previously declined Gan Gan's offer to continue sending her money as a reward, but seeing him bring it up again this time, and thinking that she still needed his help, it wouldn't be good to refuse him again, she sighed and agreed.
[Plant a Rose]: Okay, then send less.
Having agreed to this, Qiao Mei glanced at her phone and saw that it was almost ten o'clock.
Remembering that he would be officially taking the aircraft to the Federal Army for military training with the academy at 8:30 the next day, he hugged Ao Cang, put him on the bed, yawned, and started to rest.
It's 1 a.m.
After confirming that Qiao Mei was truly asleep, Ao Cang gently manipulated his dragon body to dismount from her and climbed through the slightly ajar window.
Then, under the silvery moonlight, she transformed into an eighteen-year-old form.
He was wearing a black hooded sweatshirt that Qiao Mei had bought for him, along with black pants and casual white shoes. After putting on the hood and covering most of his shoulder-length silver curly hair, he instantly disappeared from the spot.
When he reappeared, he was standing in front of the black market that he and Qiao Mei had visited just yesterday.
He took a transparent jar from the cuff of his black hoodie, glanced at it and saw that it was about a third full of blood, and curled his pale lips into a smile.
"Ring ring..."
The wind chimes rang when the door opened, and the drowsy receptionist looked up at the sound.
Then they noticed a boy wearing a white smiley face mask entering the pawnshop.
"Hello, what do you need?"
The boy's voice was disguised, sounding hoarse and low: "Would you accept a bottle of medicine that can cure mental disorder?"
Mental energy disorder is a condition that usually only affects people with strength ranging from Sacred Beast Venerable to Sacred Beast Guardian. It is mostly caused by the overuse of mental energy.
However, with the current level of medical technology in interstellar space, the only way to deal with the mental disturbance is to treat it by administering suppressants or drinking recovery fluids. As for a cure, it is simply impossible.
So after hearing what Ao Cang said, the receptionist scoffed, "Trying to scam me, huh? Come on, come on. Although this is the black market, and not as sophisticated as pawn shops, we don't accept fakes. You..."
Ao Cang interrupted him: "Whether it's fake or not, you'll know once you try it. If it's real, you can get a lot of commission; if it's fake, you've just wasted a little time, haven't you?"
The pawnshop did indeed have this rule. After frowning and thinking for a while, the receptionist finally compromised on the matter of profit and led Ao Cang inside to find an appraiser.
Coincidentally, this appraiser had a mental disorder problem. He opened the bottle, tasted a small amount of the blood inside, and then began to activate and use his mental power, waiting for the needle-like pain that would normally occur during a mental disorder.
But this time, there was nothing at all; instead, it felt as smooth and pleasant as when he hadn't yet developed this problem.
"This..." The appraiser's eyes widened, and he looked at Ao Cang excitedly, asking, "Where did you get this from?"
“I remember that black market pawnshops have a rule that they don’t question the origin of the pawned items.”
Ao Cang asked in a calm tone, "How much money can you give me for this?"
"This...this thing, wait a minute, I'll go ask the boss how much it costs!"
Judging from his performance, Ao Cang concluded that he should be able to obtain a considerable amount of interstellar currency.
He was a little scared because his little follower refused to accept the Star Coins he brought back.
The appraiser left quickly and returned just as fast, soon telling Ao Cang the price with an excited expression: "There's enough for three people left in this bottle. So, I'll give you 30 million interstellar coins in total, how about that?"
Ao Cang is not human and is not very familiar with interstellar prices.
However, he is a dragon god who has received offerings from thousands of people. He can tell whether people are lying by looking at their facial expressions, so he asked if the price was reasonable.
"Of course it's reasonable!! Previously, the highest price offered for this potion was eight million interstellar coins. We're offering ten million interstellar coins per person, based on a three-person dosage, which isn't low. Of course..."
At this point, the appraiser paused, a fawning smile spreading across his face: "If you can cooperate with us long-term, there's actually some room for maneuver regarding price increases. What do you think...?"
Ao Cang had already confirmed that the appraiser was not lying. He felt that he could no longer maintain his posture, and with pale lips, he interrupted him: "No need, just give me the money."
After saying that, he took the interstellar card containing 30 million interstellar coins, looked at the withdrawal password already written on it, and then turned and left.
Upon seeing this, the appraiser followed Ao Cang as soon as he stepped out of the wooden door.
But who knew he was so fast? He disappeared as soon as we followed him out.
......
"Cangcang, Cangcang, wake up, we have to get up."
Qiao Mei shook the little black dragon, who rarely slept so soundly at this time, and felt that something was wrong.
Ao Cang: She'll be so happy to get the money... (weakly murmurs)
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