Chapter 52 Prevention Bureau (asking for monthly ticket)
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There was a flash of silver light, and Fang Xing appeared with a long sword on his back and a package at the end of the scabbard.
After making the plan, he made some final purchases, then left Qinglin Market without looking back, returned to the temporary camp, and then traveled back.
Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief and think about counting the spoils.
"Not counting the spirit stones and sundries... a storage bag, a blood-refined magic weapon, a low-grade magic flying knife, and a high-grade magic robe..."
"This damned Chen Yi, Lao Deng can't even get enough of the gold coins..."
"It's a good thing you died, but even if you died, I would not let you go... If Hua Feiyue and the others didn't do a good job, I would send drones to post big-character posters... I would definitely make this matter known to everyone. Anyway, it's better to watch the fun than to worry about the consequences."
Fang Xing sighed and picked up the top-grade robe. The robe was dark green all over and woven with spiritual silk. The stitches were densely packed with hidden spiritual light. It had the functions of changing size as desired, keeping warm in winter and cool in summer, and protecting the body. But...
"I don't have any magic power... A high-grade robe is theoretically more expensive than an ordinary high-grade magic weapon, but it's useless to me!"
Warriors cannot refine the robe, not even the size of it, but it can barely keep warm in winter and cool in summer when worn on the body, and can also be used as a piece of soft armor. Of course, it relies on the material of the robe itself to resist attacks, and it is impossible to activate body protection spells.
This top-grade robe has only one function for Fang Xing, and that is to sell stolen goods and spirit stones!
"And this storage bag... there must be something good in it, but I can't open it..."
Fang Xing looked at the gray storage bag in his hand and became even more frantic.
"The storage bag is hard to be damaged by ordinary magic weapons. Even if I shoot at it and it breaks, the items will not explode, but will scatter into the turbulent space and disappear..."
Because he had no use for many of the immortal cultivators' treasures, he actually had little interest in Chen Yi.
But the other party insisted on seeking death!
"Strictly speaking, when I moved in next door to Meng Yi and his wife... and then had contact with Hua Feiyue, was I being targeted?"
"Forget it. No matter what conspiracy this person has prepared, death is the greatest thing. I forgive you."
Fang Xing sighed, grabbed the flying knife and took a look at it.
This low-grade magical flying knife felt very heavy in the hand. There was a blood groove in the middle of the blade. It was a genuine low-grade magical weapon, and even the innate true qi could hardly activate it.
Here in Fang Xing's place, it is still just a decoration.
On the contrary, the 'Ink Pattern Sword' is a blood-refined magical weapon. Not only can the innate true qi be activated, but even the acquired warriors can exert some power through blood sacrifice! But Fang Xing obviously did not trust Chen Yi's character. Before, he only used the sharpness of this magical sword to fight the enemy.
When we got here, we were prepared to use all means to conduct a thorough inspection.
Items from the immortal world should not be leaked and can be brought to this world.
As for the technological means here?
In fact, there is still a certain risk, but it is more likely to be mistaken for an alien object or an unknown alloy.
"For safety reasons, perhaps we can buy a device and bring it to the temporary camp for testing... But this will cost a lot of star coins, and we may even have to go to the black market..."
Fang Xing sighed.
He actively participated in off-campus internships, in fact, he also wanted to learn more about the official methods, so as to avoid them deliberately! "But even if I don't use my own blood essence to sacrifice, this blood-refined magic weapon is still a rare magic weapon... It is enough for me at present."
Fang Xing put away the harvest one by one, and then opened the package that Jian was carrying.
Inside the package were jade bottles that exuded a faint aroma of wine.
These jade bottles are big and small. The big ones are filled with "tiger bone wine", which is made from the bones of demon tigers. In addition to the ones Fang Xing brewed himself, he also bought a lot at the market.
In addition to that, there is the body-refining elixir recommended by Xiaorui from Qingdanfang - Tiger Marrow Pill!
It is said that to refine this kind of elixir, one needs the bone marrow of a demon tiger, so it is most effective in improving physical strength and is suitable for physical practitioners in the middle stage of Qi training.
For a post-natal warrior, it is a bit of a waste.
But what Fang Xing fears least is waste!
He came to the specially opened training room next to him and took a sip of tiger bone wine. "Wow... so spicy and strong... underage drinking, I am also violating federal laws, right? It feels so good! How can you practice martial arts without drinking?"
After drinking the tiger bone wine, Fang Xing felt warmth in his abdomen. Then, strands of energy and blood surged out, and he began to strengthen his bones and cleanse his marrow.
"Hmm... Tiger bone wine has a mild medicinal effect and is suitable for daily drinking in moderation. It goes well with spiritual rice..."
"Besides that, there's the Tiger Marrow Pill!"
He poured out a black tiger marrow pill and put it into his mouth.
Roar!
The next moment, Fang Xing formed his hands into claws and lunged forward, assuming the "Subduing Tiger Posture" stance.
In a trance, he seemed to have transformed into a demon tiger, wandering through the mountains and forests.
Every breath is accompanied by a strong wind! Clouds follow the dragon, wind follows the tiger!
Half an hour later, Fang Xing wiped off the smelly sweat and glanced at the attribute panel: [Second Level: Bones and Muscles (Muscle Refining: 77/100)]
[Subduing Tiger Posture: 15/100 (Proficient)]
"Hmm? The Fu Hu Zhuang has improved so quickly?"
In fact, Fang Xing had discovered in the past few days that every time he practiced the Fu Hu Posture, his proficiency level would increase by a few points, which was truly a rapid improvement.
This was naturally because he had the foundation of the Dalong Pillar and he had made some progress in the realm of muscles and bones.
But today, a combination of medicinal wine and elixir enabled him to jump directly from entry level to proficiency in Fu Hu Zhuang.
It is somewhat unimaginable to even make a small step forward in the proficiency stage.
“What a good thing!”
"With these, I'm afraid I can quickly master the Tiger Subduing Posture to the 'Mastery' stage... and then the fourth stage, 'Tiger State of Mind'!"
Fang Xing even felt that the medicinal power of these medicinal wines and elixirs had not yet been fully exerted, but had instead been deposited in his bones.
When I temper my bones, I'm afraid my progress will be even faster! "After all, it's just the post-natal realm... a little bit of resources is enough to pile it up."
After finishing the Fu Hu Zhuang, he grabbed the Mo Wen Sword and began to practice the 'Extreme Love Sword' moves.
Swish! He casually slashed with his hand, and a flash of black light appeared on the blade of the Ink Pattern Sword, leaving a deep mark on the wall.
"Good sword, really good sword!"
He had long known that this sword was sharp, and had even used it to kill people.
At this time, he tried a few sword techniques and felt that they were going smoothly. Even the sword light seemed to be smoother and sharper than that of ordinary swords.
"Of course, there are weapons specially made for warriors in the Blue Star Federation. They are made of various alloys... and are very precious."
"But it seems that the ink-patterned sword in my hand is definitely not an ordinary item..."
"If it is exposed... then it will most likely be regarded as smuggled goods from other planets..."
After all, even in the interstellar age, not everyone’s mind is full of time travel.
When encountering something, you must make judgments based on your own experience and knowledge.
The material of the Ink Pattern Sword is unknown. It is likely to be regarded as a special metal from another planet. As for the forging method, it may also be some technology from an alien race! In the vast universe, there are all kinds of strange races. This situation is very likely to happen! "Even so, I still can't be too ostentatious..."
"After all, the origin of this sword is really hard to explain."
Fang Xing stroked the Ink Pattern Sword and sighed a little: "Fellow Daoist Chen is not righteous, why don't you send me a Blood Refining Magical Weapon-level sword?"
…
Over the next period of time, Fang Xing reduced the number of times he traveled to the other world.
He went back and forth between school and the dormitory every day, studying and practicing diligently, which made his martial arts level and Fu Hu Zhuang improve rapidly.
Occasionally, he would go to the glorious Jiang Mansion to spar with Gu Yun in swordplay.
It has to be said that martial arts requires actual combat to make progress. Gu Yun happens to be somewhat similar to him, but is lagging behind in all aspects, making her an excellent target.
This day.
Fang Xing and Gu Yun stood side by side and came to a silver-white building that towered into the sky.
The building seemed to be made entirely of metal, without any gaps, door frames, windows, etc.
“Is this the Prevention and Treatment Bureau?”
Fang Xing glanced at the silver-white building and felt a little awe-inspiring.
The Prevention and Control Bureau is a huge entity in the Blue Star Federation, with branches on every planet and in every city.
It can be said that they are responsible for the daily interactions between ordinary people and the extraterritorial evil gods! "Well, today is the first day of off-campus internship, Aunt Bai will come to pick us up."
Gu Yun dialed someone's contact number, and not long after, Fang Xing discovered that the silver-white metal wall in front of him seemed to melt, and a round door emerged.
Through this round door, you can see more round arches inside, overlapping like a thousand-layer cake.
A professional woman slowly walked out from the overlapping doorways.
She was probably in her thirties, wearing gold-rimmed glasses. There was no expression on her pretty face, and she looked very serious.
Only when he saw Gu Yun did he smile: "Xiao Yun, you are here?"
"Aunt Bai, hello, this is my classmate - Fang Xing!"
Gu Yun and Fang Xing hurriedly greeted them.
Fang Xing glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw the work nameplate on Aunt Bai's chest - 'Faith Theory Department, Bai Ziling'.
"Okay, follow me."
Bai Ziling was wearing high heels, adjusted her glasses, turned around and walked in front.
Fang Xing followed Gu Yun and stepped into the silver-white building.
"Each door here corresponds to a known foreign evil god... If you have items of foreign evil gods on you, or carry similar contamination, we will call the police immediately."
Bai Ziling's voice came.
Fang Xing's mind moved. To be on the safe side, he threw all the talismans and ink-patterned swords into the other world when he came here today.
I don’t know if it will cause any reaction if I bring it here?
After passing through dozens of silver-white metal archways, Fang Xing and Gu Yun finally arrived at a hall.
Above the sky was a high-tech projection of blue sky and white clouds, and a large number of staff were coming and going in the hall, appearing to be extremely busy.
"This is... the Prevention and Treatment Bureau?"
Gu Yun murmured, and suddenly there was a hand on her shoulder: "Little sister, are you Gu Renwang's daughter?"
(End of this chapter)
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