Chapter 57

"Ah! Wait a moment, we haven't even started talking yet." Bian Jingchun felt dizzy, his intelligence seemed to be dropping too fast.

"Didn't we already talk?" Du Qian looked surprised. Indeed, they hadn't really talked about much. If it wasn't about a price reduction, what else could it be?

Bian Jingchun, seeing Du Qian's puzzled expression, finally understood. The spirit piece in his hand was probably unrelated to this young man.

Du Qian's background had very few confidential parts. From the known information, a lot could already be analyzed. His parents died early, he was a war orphan, graduated from an orphanage school, with average grades and average combat skills.

He had an aunt who was a concubine, and this uncle was somewhat mysterious. Even with Bian Jingchun's status, he couldn't find the records. But it wasn't difficult; the woman worked at the Treasure Division, and many people knew her. A little inquiry would reveal who the man was, and indeed, he was a big shot.

His aunt arranged a small patrol officer position for him, and since she hadn't adopted him, their relationship was already clear.

A very ordinary young man, who had been in the patrol team for a short time, with luck that was off the charts, getting into the Flying Tiger Team was just a fluke.

In the Flying Tiger Team, he was close to Yao Jing. This information, with Bian Jingchun's ability, took less than half an hour to uncover.

Looking at his reaction, it was clear, wasn't it?

The spirit piece had nothing to do with him. It was probably from the Flying Tiger Team. The purpose was still unclear. Was it a test? Or something else?

As for the money, Bian Jingchun didn't even consider it. Would the Flying Tiger Team lack money?

The City Lord's Mansion? This was a more likely possibility. After all, the Flying Tiger Team was one of the important armed forces of the City Lord's Mansion. Using the Flying Tiger Team for probing was indeed appropriate.

In an instant, Bian Jingchun's thoughts circled around like a low-flying aircraft. Du Qian naturally couldn't guess. How simple could it be? Why think so complicated?

"Alright, what do you want to talk about? I don't know anything." Du Qian decided to play dumb, answering "I don't know" to everything. You can guess whatever you want.

Actually, he didn't think it was necessary to hide it. Making spirit pieces to earn money wasn't shameful. But the spirit pieces he had were all given by Yao Jing, except for one he made himself, which he couldn't mention.

"Did you make this spirit piece?"

"No." He couldn't hide it, so Du Qian admitted it straightforwardly, not even mentioning his own piece.

"Hmm, who researched this assembly method?" Bian Jingchun asked, this was what he was most concerned about. Of course, his emotional intelligence was quite low. If it were someone else, they wouldn't ask like this.

To significantly improve the spirit piece manufacturing process, and even on the basis of the association's design, this level of skill was something even Bian Jingchun could only look up to. It was definitely top-secret information, who would tell you?

"I don't know." Du Qian firmly answered, sticking to his "I don't know" stance. Are you going to make things difficult for me?

"Du Qian, this is very, very important, for all of humanity, for our empire..."

"Wait, Mr. Bian, what you're saying is too big. I just graduated, I can't handle this. Matters concerning all of humanity and the empire should be left to the big shots. I just want to earn a little money." Du Qian interrupted Bian Jingchun.

Damn, the conversation went off track. This kind of talk is more suitable for the emperor's foreign affairs spokesperson. We shouldn't be discussing this.

"Alright, here, take these. Show them to your seniors and see if they can improve them." Bian Jingchun thought it through. The other party really didn't want to say, and it didn't matter if they didn't. With over thirty spirit pieces, using reverse engineering, as long as he was willing to spend time and effort, it wouldn't be difficult to deduce the process.

The Star Ascension Talisman wasn't complicated, but the demand was huge. Such spirit talismans were never enough, even a hundred per person would be insufficient.

In fact, the number of spirit talisman masters was limited. They needed to research new spirit talismans, make advanced spirit talismans, and there were many needs. The output of spirit talisman masters was extremely low. Even if the Star Ascension Talisman could be mass-produced, it would be a great benefit to the country and the people.

In his mind, the person who could simplify the spirit piece to this extent must be a senior, or a high-level expert invited by the City Lord's Mansion, or a powerful being passing through who casually improved it...

Alright, the more he thought, the further he went, and the more holes he found. Bian Jingchun himself couldn't think any further. If there were such a high-level expert, how could it be possible?

If there were, this method would have already spread throughout the empire. Even if it was kept secret, the number of Star Ascension Talismans would have greatly increased.

"Thank you." Seeing the items in front of him, Du Qian's eyes lit up. Two spirit storage boxes weren't much, but he recognized the markings. When he received the task, the young man gave him the spirit talismans in storage boxes with these markings.

"You're welcome, I'll take as many spirit pieces as you have."

"Alright, as long as you don't lower the price, everything is negotiable."

"Wait a moment." Seeing Du Qian about to leave, Bian Jingchun called him back.

"Is there something else?" This guy wouldn't be regretting it, would he? Spirit talismans were incredibly amazing, capable of producing three nebulae, and the nebulae would teach you things, everything.

Really, no kidding. Not only did they teach you how to make spirit pieces, giving you two methods, but they also taught you how to choose suitable spirit weapons, even calculating the internal structure for you. They were incredibly awesome.

In Du Qian's mind, spirit talismans were just that awesome. Even if he expressed this thought, in the Zhou Shan Empire, it would be very popular. In the minds of ordinary people, spirit talismans were indeed that amazing.

It had to be said, mysterious things always inspired boundless imagination and possibilities. Only when you truly encountered them did you realize that this world had no truly mysterious things, everything had its rules. Those so-called mysterious people just understood certain rules unknown to the masses.

"Um... if you can make them, can you give me some of the three types of spirit pieces? Not too many of each, ten, oh... five would be fine." Bian Jingchun said, feeling embarrassed.

Giving Du Qian those two teaching spirit talismans was a serious violation. There were many ways to disassemble the Star Ascension Talisman, each one the result of countless analyses, calculations, and deductions, even requiring modeling, before they could be completed.

To outsiders, just making a spirit piece was already extremely complex. The disassembly process was a thousand times more complex than making a spirit piece. To put it simply, a spirit talisman master would rather make hundreds of spirit talismans by hand than study the disassembly method.

Seeing Du Qian's unfriendly gaze, he quickly added, "I'll pay, I'll pay, double... oh, triple the price."

What? Triple the price? Du Qian's eyes sparkled, seeing stacks of money with wings. The association was so rich, both the people and the association...

"No problem, triple, right? Then these..." He hesitated, pointing to the spirit pieces in Bian Jingchun's hand, feeling a bit ashamed of himself, his face showing a rare hint of guilt.

"I can't do that. I meant the other two types." Bian Jingchun's guilt lessened.

But he knew this had nothing to do with the shameless young man in front of him. He didn't understand anything, but the people behind him did. The value he mentioned was not high, but extremely low.

This couldn't be analyzed simply based on the value of the spirit pieces. As a spirit talisman master, even if calculated based on the value of the spirit pieces, thirty yuan was just the cost, not particularly high.

The real value here was not the spirit pieces or the Star Ascension Talisman, but the manufacturing process. With a new, simple manufacturing process, it meant tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands of Star Ascension Talismans, a value that could be elevated to a national strategic level, not just a matter of money.

There were many disassembly methods for the Star Ascension Talisman, but no matter which one, they were a thousand times more complex than the spirit piece in front of him. Such a high threshold meant limited production, impossible to mass-produce, and the value was greatly reduced. The empire wouldn't care about such a process.

"Alright." Du Qian was a bit disappointed but quickly recovered. The other two types of spirit pieces could earn him triple the money. This time, I'll save more, and sell you a hundred, see if you take them.

A hundred of each, that's two hundred. Thirty yuan each, my God, six thousand yuan? Six thousand yuan.

This was the second most money Du Qian had ever seen. The Wilderness Survival Association was awesome, but it couldn't compare to Sikong Yi, who was a bit richer. A slight difference was understandable.

At this moment, the image of the second richest person was deeply ingrained in Du Qian's mind.

Sikong Yi, the association, you are all good people, really.

Leaving the association, he entered a small shop, not paying attention to the sign. It didn't matter, he still had dozens of storage boxes. This was money too.

Yao Jing brought thirty-four, and he had dozens left after using the spirit horns. Together, that was seventy or eighty, the main part, more than the money from selling the spirit horns.

"Are you buying storage boxes? Battle Spirit level?" Selling things for the second time, he was familiar with the process. Du Qian asked boldly, knowing that most small shops would buy them. Only large shops with their own processing plants wouldn't, and they would offer a very low price.

"Of course, how many do you have?"

"Eighty-seven." Du Qian said, throwing the box on the counter.

"I'll count them." The clerk said, counting while secretly observing Du Qian. In this line of work, keen eyesight was crucial.

Ordinary clothes, ordinary demeanor, very young, with a hint of poverty. Hmm, nice, today will definitely be profitable.

"Eighty-seven, correct. Do you want cash or a transfer?" The clerk asked.

"Transfer." Eight hundred and seventy yuan in hand, Du Qian was happy.

The 'ding' sound of the card swipe indicated the transfer was complete. Seeing the amount, Du Qian's eyebrows shot up. Damn, what do you mean?

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