Chapter 73

This box is not large, square, and when opened, it contains ten smaller boxes. Du Qian is no stranger to these boxes, which are precisely the storage boxes used for storing spirit horns.

The size and style are almost the same, but the quality is much better. Just a glance, and Du Qian feels that these ten storage boxes are definitely high-end goods, far better than what he used before.

As for how much better, Du Qian can't quite say, but he intuitively feels that these storage boxes are better and more expensive.

It must be said that Du Qian still retains the mentality of a commoner, still being the young man who hasn't been out of the orphanage for long. When he saw that the ten storage boxes were high-end goods, his first reaction was that these storage boxes should be worth a lot of money.

After all, the storage boxes he used before, if you wanted to buy one, cost twenty yuan, and when sold, they were worth ten yuan. These high-end goods are naturally more expensive, twenty? Thirty? Or fifty?

A high price per unit is not a big deal, but this box contains ten small boxes, and in the winter melon, ninety percent are such boxes. Although he hasn't counted, a quick glance can estimate the quantity, which is definitely no less than a hundred boxes.

A hundred boxes mean a thousand storage boxes. If each one sells for twenty yuan, that's twenty thousand yuan, and wouldn't that make him rich?

The next moment, Du Qian laughed bitterly and slapped himself on the face: "You good-for-nothing bastard."

Indeed, he deserved it. If even the storage boxes are high-end goods, how could the contents be inferior? Storage boxes are worth how much? The things inside are the most valuable.

He rubbed his hands and opened a storage box, revealing the contents inside.

"Huh? What is this?" Looking at the contents, Du Qian was taken aback. It wasn't a spirit horn, nor a spirit spike, spirit tooth, or spirit arrow. Du Qian used spirit horns the most, and although he hadn't used the other three, he had at least seen them.

But the thing in the storage box was definitely not any of these. Or was it taken from a spirit beast? The spirit horns Du Qian used before came from spirit fish.

In fact, such items mostly come from spirit beasts, but since Pingchuan City is by the sea and Du Qian lives in the Treasure Zone, he only got spirit horns.

In the center of the storage box is a round object, only a few centimeters in diameter and no more than one centimeter thick, slightly smaller than the spirit horns Du Qian used before. In the middle of this round object, there seems to be a flow of light continuously rotating.

When the storage box was opened, a cloud of white mist rose from it, and the temperature in the room dropped a few degrees. Du Qian doesn't recognize the contents, but his understanding of the storage boxes is correct; this is definitely high-end goods.

He closed the box and carefully put it in the box, then pushed the box under the desk. Since storage boxes are being used, the contents should be similar to spirit horns.

Thinking about it, the bald man is so powerful and naturally needs a large amount of spirit horns to absorb spirit energy, and he definitely uses high-end goods.

This time, he made a big profit. He doesn't know how strong the bald man is, but he is at least a Warrior Master. After using his batch of spirit horns, he didn't know how to earn enough money to buy more spirit horns, but now he saved a lot, and they are even high-end goods.

Du Qian hesitated for less than a few seconds and decided to use the old method: use the contents of the storage boxes himself and exchange the storage boxes for money.

He pushed the clothes and food to one side, finding an opportunity to dispose of them. These things are useless to Du Qian and might even cause him trouble.

He put these things in a bag, and only three items were left on the table. A simple, ancient-looking box, only palm-sized but quite thick. A black leather wallet, which should be the bald man's, and a photo.

Du Qian first picked up the wallet. Anything related to money is the easiest to attract his attention.

The wallet contained five papers with chips, printed with encrypted strips by a differential machine. Seeing this, Du Qian's eyes lit up even more.

"Damn... Damn... I'm rich, really rich this time." To be precise, Du Qian hadn't seen this before, but he wasn't unfamiliar with it. Anyone who has received primary education, or even just dealt with large sums of money, wouldn't be unfamiliar with it.

Unnamed chip storage slips, the most commonly used method of fund circulation in commercial banks. Identity cards have all financial functions such as transfers and payments, but they are personal. Commercial banks are business entities and cannot use personal identity cards for transactions, as that would easily lead to various problems.

Commercial banks use two types of financial transactions: named and unnamed storage slips. Since storage slips contain chips, they must be connected to the central differential machine to ensure they are not fake.

Most of the time, commercial banks use named storage slips, which have obvious advantages: they are not easily lost, and even if lost, without an identity card matching the name on the storage slip, the slip is just a piece of paper, and you can't withdraw the funds.

As for unnamed storage slips, although they are not used as much, their scope is wider, especially in private transactions, where they are much more convenient than named ones.

What are you waiting for? There is a differential machine on the table, and the Flying Tiger Team's infrastructure is quite complete. Not only is there a differential machine, but it is also connected to the network, with a much higher network level than ordinary citizens.

He scanned it on the differential machine's scanner, and the machine made a light 'beep' sound. After a dozen seconds, a line of text appeared on the screen.

'Clunk'

Du Qian fell to the ground, the chair he was sitting on shattered by his excitement.

Ten thousand, this storage slip actually has ten thousand yuan.

More exciting things followed. There were five storage slips in total, with different denominations, and ten thousand was the smallest.

The five storage slips totaled 1.6 million yuan. Du Qian kept flipping and jumping in the office, and it took him several minutes to calm down.

Calm down, his first reaction was to transfer all the money from the storage slips to his identity card. When his fingers touched the input device of the differential machine, his whole body trembled, and sweat dripped from his forehead. He felt a wave of fear.

Damn, he can't do this, it's asking for death. The bald man lost the winter melon, wouldn't he look for it? The previous scene was very chaotic, and he was just a minor character, so the possibility of him being suspected was very low.

Transferring 1.6 million yuan at once is like telling the bald man that he took the wallet. If he took the wallet, the winter melon is naturally in his hands.

These guys in Pingchuan City are really unreliable. They set a trap, but not only did they fail to catch anyone, the bald man escaped, and it's said that the thing he wanted to protect was taken by him. The bald man is so powerful, and he can't afford to provoke him.

No, he can't wear the winter melon on his finger. Although it's not obvious, if someone is determined, they will definitely focus on his finger, making it too easy to be discovered.

Where to hide it? Du Qian was in a panic, the ring is small, but no matter where he hides it, he feels it's not safe.

The winter melon is a good thing, and the contents are even more valuable, but in the short term, Du Qian absolutely won't use it. Keeping his life is the priority.

If... if it doesn't work... take it out to exchange for a spirit charm, to save Yao Jing...

He can't bear to...

Du Qian kept pacing back and forth, his heart filled with endless conflict. He and Yao Jing were just classmates, and they could only be considered acquaintances. Their relationship wasn't particularly close. But in the past month, they saw each other more often, and Yao Jing was nice to him. More importantly, he needed Yao Jing to protect him.

Of course, even without Yao Jing's protection, saving Da Kai's daughter would make his life not too difficult, but he would still suffer.

"Ah... It's really hard." Du Qian thought for a long time but couldn't come up with a perfect solution, nor could he find a place to hide the winter melon. Saving Yao Jing is something he should try his best to do, but if the cost is the winter melon, it would be a painful loss.

The time was almost up. Du Qian had an idea, opened the box, and took out a storage box. What is this round thing inside? Although he doesn't recognize it, Du Qian is sure it should be similar to spirit horns, just a higher grade.

"I'll use this." Du Qian chuckled, as the saying goes, the ignorant are fearless.

The War Orphan School teaches very little, only the most basic of basics. Many things, even the school's mentors might not know, let alone the students.

Graduates from the orphan school can only be considered to have completed the basic education of the empire. Any martial cultivator who has attended an academy would never dare to act as recklessly as Du Qian, as they might end up killing themselves at any moment.

A few minutes later, sweat poured down Du Qian's body like a waterfall, and in just one minute, a large area of the floor was wet. At this point, it was too late to regret.

Originally, when using spirit horns to absorb spirit energy, the energy was warm, peaceful, and even friendly.

But now, this round thing in his hand is extremely wild. Endless spirit energy surges like a tide, like a ten-level typhoon sweeping through, with hundred-meter-high waves continuously pouring into Du Qian's body.

Spirit energy is a ubiquitous, extremely stable energy. As long as it is energy, it naturally has great power, but this power is easy to control. However, when this power is out of control, its danger becomes apparent.

At this moment, Du Qian feels his face is three times its normal size, and his right hand, which is in contact with the round object, is thicker than his thigh. The wild spirit energy keeps pouring into his body, but the amount of energy his arm can pass through is minimal, resulting in all the energy being blocked in his arm, as if it could crush his right arm into pieces at any moment.

His brain went numb, and at this moment, Du Qian had no thoughts, unable to think. Such wild power would burst him in no more than three minutes.

Just as Du Qian's veins bulged, his skin turned blue, and he was one step away from death, a faint light appeared on his chest. The surging spirit energy finally found a place to vent, rushing towards his chest like moths to a flame.