Chapter 87

"Jewel?"

Chen Fei looked at the shiny object in front of him, somewhat dazed.

Not far away, the female executive manager, Hannah Gager, couldn't help but widen her eyes, feeling her blood pressure rise and her breathing become rapid.

She never would have thought that this new employee, who had only been on the job for a little over a month, could become so close to a gold dragon in just a few days, even to the point of being called friends.

The female gold dragon seemed to be under a spell, giving such a valuable item.

"This is a third-rank light elemental magic beast core, prepared for your little bird. Claudia said you have mental energy, so it's best to establish a contract with it early. This core can help the Pure Light Sparrow advance in bloodline. On the Azure Sky Planet, as long as it's a magic beast, no matter how weak, if you trace its bloodline, its ancestors were almost all powerful. If you have enough luck, even a first-rank Pure Light Sparrow can become a great pet."

Yiran is a gold dragon and doesn't have mental energy, so she can't use spatial storage items that require mental energy to activate. However, she can reserve some cavities inside her body to store things that aren't too large.

The larger the gold dragon, the more things it can store.

"This is too valuable, I can't accept it."

Chen Fei waved his hands. He had once used a first-rank magic potion, which not only saved his life but also restored him to his original state.

However, even the company's huge bonus couldn't fully offset the internal employee price of this "Life Recovery Potion," and it even added to his existing debt.

He naturally knew that anything associated with the "rank" of magic was never cheap.

Magic beast cores and special mineral magic crystals are specialties of the Azure Sky Planet. The former is the core of a magic beast's magic elements, while the latter is a natural product of magic elements. The higher the rank, the purer the quality, and the higher the degree of elemental crystallization.

Like mithril on Earth, magic beast cores and mineral magic crystals on the Azure Sky Planet are also very scarce resources, and the trade quotas available are never large.

Human-rank magic beast cores are already rare, let alone rank-level magic beast cores.

Chen Fei could imagine how valuable the third-rank magic beast core Yiran was offering him was.

As if attracted by the light elemental energy emitted by the core, the Pure Light Sparrow "Chirp" on Chen Fei's shoulder wanted to fly over but was hesitant, circling around in a conflicted manner.

"Take it, I'm giving it to you. Anyone who dares to take it is an enemy of the dragon race."

The female gold dragon's tail directly pushed the third-rank light elemental magic beast core into Chen Fei's chest, making him stagger backward.

Whether you want it or not, you have to take it.

Yiran spoke with great confidence, even solving the potential problems of having the core in Chen Fei's hands.

Those with ulterior motives wouldn't dare to challenge the dragon race, let alone be remembered by a gold dragon. No one could sleep peacefully in that case.

"I'll have to take it then. I'm very sorry, but I don't have anything good to give as a return gift."

Chen Fei had to accept the precious magic beast core. He was so poor that he couldn't come up with anything decent as a gift.

As soon as the light elemental magic beast core was in Chen Fei's hand, the Pure Light Sparrow Chirp immediately flew over and pecked at the surface of the core with its small beak. Each peck caused a small spark of light, which didn't dissipate in the air but instead seemed to be attracted to Chirp, all of it entering its body.

The female executive manager, who had been eavesdropping on Chen Fei and Yiran's conversation, raised her eyebrows, about to say something.

But then she saw the base cafeteria chef, Abel, walk over, put his arm around Chen Fei's shoulder, and boldly said, "I have a gift, it's a surprise."

"Hey! Mr. Abel, you—"

Chen Fei was startled. Yiran wasn't as easy to deal with with others as she was with him.

"Just wait a moment, I'll be right back."

Chef Abel turned and ran without hesitation, dashing away in a flash.

It was hard to imagine that a middle-aged, greasy uncle with a big belly could run so fast, almost looking like he was fleeing in a panic.

"It's fine if you don't have anything, I don't mind!"

If you didn't look at her appearance, Yiran's voice sounded quite cute.

She didn't seem angry, which made Chen Fei secretly sigh in relief. He quickly apologized for the chef's rashness, fearing that Yiran might hold a grudge, as gold dragons were known for being petty.

"Don't worry about Mr. Abel, he's not a bad person!"

"It's fine, for the sake of a friend, I'll give you this face."

Perhaps because she was finally able to eat her fill and even take some away, the female gold dragon was in a rare good mood.

If it were any other time, she might have said, "I'm hungry, don't touch me!"

Or even swat you with a claw.

Chef Abel left quickly and returned just as fast.

In no time, he ran back, waving his arms and legs, his courage truly remarkable!

It seemed his previous actions weren't just a momentary impulse.

"Chen, give this to it!"

Chef Abel, out of breath, handed something to Chen Fei.

It was a single-handled wok, about 34 centimeters in diameter, with a shiny black interior, like a layer of black piano paint, gleaming in the sunlight.

If he wasn't mistaken, it was the chef's heirloom, a magical tool used for special cooking, something that could be passed down for ten generations.

"Titanium wok?"

"Mithril wok?"

Chen Fei and Yiran recognized it at the same time, though they called it by different names, they were referring to the same thing.

"Mr. Abel, this is your—"

Before Chen Fei could say "heirloom," the chef waved his hand dismissively.

"Just a wok, I can buy another one later. 4000 star coins, I'll put it on your tab, no rush to pay."

Chef Abel's timely help solved Chen Fei's immediate problem.

A pure titanium wok was worth as much as twenty large factory-brand iron woks or four hundred small factory iron pans, or even more.

As long as it didn't contain heavy metals or other toxic substances, there wasn't much difference between woks. Whether it was good or not depended on the cook's skill. Non-stick coatings were all nonsense, not as useful as a piece of fatty pork.

"This is my return gift."

Chen Fei thought it made sense. On the Azure Sky Planet, titanium, known as mithril, was not scarce and was even used for high-end household items, though expensive. But it was much easier to obtain than on the Azure Sky Planet. Anyone who used mithril for a cooking wok would be considered crazy.

For a gold dragon, a third-rank magic beast core as a return gift was quite appropriate.

As soon as Chen Fei let go, the 34-centimeter titanium wok instantly appeared on Yiran's tail, and the female gold dragon said with surprise and joy, "Chen Fei, thank you for the gift, I like it very much."

In the eyes of a gold dragon, a third-rank magic beast core might not be worth as much as a mithril wok.

"I'm glad you like it."

Chen Fei sighed in relief, grateful to Chef Abel for his help.

"Hehehe"

Chef Abel proudly gave Chen Fei a thumbs up, happy to have been able to help.

Everyone is awesome, indeed.

"Yiran, let's go!"

The mental dragon Claudia's urging voice came.

The four human air knights of the Sylan Empire had already gathered around the mental dragon.

"Coming, coming!"

The 34-centimeter single-handled titanium wok was wrapped around Yiran's tail tip, looking like a lollipop.

Slurp

Even Chen Fei felt a sudden appetite.

Seeing the "lollipop" on Yiran's tail, Claudia asked curiously, "What do you have there?"

"Mithril!"

The female gold dragon proudly showed the mental dragon the wok.

"Waste of a good material!"

The mental dragon Claudia dismissed it.

However, the four human air knights all lit up, recognizing the value of this local specialty.

Mithril is a good thing, and everyone would want it.

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