Chapter 19

"Big Brother Gang, I'll make up for the sixty thousand yuan I owe Uncle Jing when I get back."

Leaving the Tranquil Heart Hall, Su Xiaofan said to Zheng Dagang somewhat embarrassedly.

Earlier in the Tranquil Heart Hall, Su Xiaofan had said something similar, but it was immediately rejected by Jing Shizhen, who insisted that the price was set and he wouldn't take a penny more.

"It's fine, Uncle Jing isn't short of that money. If he's willing to sell it to you, it means you have a connection."

Zheng Dagang laughed, explaining that Jing Shizhen was a peculiar person. He wouldn't say a word to those he didn't like, but he was very generous to those he did. Sometimes, Zheng Dagang felt he didn't act like a businessman at all.

"Big Brother Gang, I'm going back to Su Family Village tomorrow, and then I'll have to send Xiaoxiao to Yanjing. I won't be coming to the market for a few days."

"Xiaofan, why don't I come with you for a few days? I can take you there as well..."

Zheng Dagang thought for a moment and said, "Uncle Jing doesn't want me to sell ritual objects anymore. I need to transform my stall, but I haven't decided what to do yet. I'll go with you for a few days and figure it out."

"Haha, Big Brother Gang, you make it sound like a multinational company, needing to transform a street stall?"

Su Xiaofan was amused by Zheng Dagang's words and said, "Alright, then I'll borrow your car to pick up Xiaoxiao and me tomorrow."

After setting the time, Su Xiaofan hitched a ride with Zheng Dagang back home. Su Xiaoxiao had gone out to play with her classmates, so no one was at home.

"Money is really great."

Taking a bottle of mineral water from the fridge, Su Xiaofan sat on the large sofa in the living room, listening to the songs from the TV and enjoying the view outside the window, feeling quite content.

But thinking about money, Su Xiaofan's mood wasn't as good. The over 1.7 million yuan had been reduced to just over 500,000. If he deducted the costs for Su Xiaoxiao's tuition and living expenses for three years, the 500,000 wouldn't be his anymore.

However, Su Xiaofan wasn't the type to worry too much. Since the money was spent, he wouldn't dwell on it, as long as it was worth it.

"This ritual object is really expensive..."

Su Xiaofan picked up the wind chime on the table. This small copper bell, no bigger than a baby's fist, had cost him 1.2 million yuan, and he still didn't know what it was for.

[Repair Value: 8 points!]

[Wind Chime, Low-grade Incomplete Ritual Object, Repairable, Requires 5 Repair Points, Repair?]

The information about the wind chime appeared in Su Xiaofan's mind. Without hesitation, he confirmed the repair. He had bought it specifically to repair it.

After waking up in the hospital, Su Xiaofan had only 30 repair points, of which 22 were used to repair his body. The remaining 8 points, he wanted to use for some experiments.

Given the preciousness of repair points, he naturally wanted to repair something valuable. Since the dragon-shaped jade pendant couldn't be repaired, he decided to try the wind chime, which was also a ritual object.

[Repairing Wind Chime, Deducting 5 Repair Points, Remaining Repair Points: 3 points!]

When Su Xiaofan confirmed the repair, nothing seemed to change except the number representing repair points in his mind, which went from 8 to 3, clearly indicating the deduction of 5 points.

[Wind Chime, Low-grade Ritual Object, Unrepairable!]

Focusing on the copper bell in his hand, the information about the wind chime had changed. The words "Low-grade Incomplete Ritual Object" had become "Low-grade Ritual Object."

"Hmm? It seems a bit different."

Not sure if it was his imagination, Su Xiaofan carefully examined the copper bell and indeed noticed some changes.

When the copper bell was still, it looked no different from before, but when Su Xiaofan shook it, a warm glow appeared on its surface.

When the bell rang, Su Xiaofan felt as if the air in front of him was like a still lake disturbed by a stone, rippling out in all directions, producing a pleasant sound.

"It's different from ordinary antiques."

Over the past two years, Su Xiaofan had been involved in the antique market. Although he sold bronze artifacts, he was familiar with the antique vendors on the first floor and had handled many genuine antiques.

When he played with those antiques before, they felt lifeless, but this wind chime was different. It gave him a sense of vitality, making him reluctant to let it go.

"Too bad it's so big, otherwise, it would be nice to carry it around."

After playing with it for a while, Su Xiaofan put the wind chime back.

Although he had spent 1.2 million yuan on a ritual object whose purpose he didn't know, Su Xiaofan didn't regret it. The object was originally worth 1.8 million yuan, and if he didn't want it, he could easily sell it to Zhao Hengjian.

Of course, Su Xiaofan wouldn't do that. It would be taking advantage of Jing Shizhen, and he wouldn't be able to face him in the future.

Moreover, Su Xiaofan felt that this ritual object wasn't simple. A successful tycoon like Zhao Hengjian would specifically search for it, indicating that it wasn't worthless.

Before the electric shock, Su Xiaofan might have dismissed talk of good luck and bad luck. But since the appearance of repair points and his personal experience, he was less dismissive of such notions.

After all, when he was almost dead, the repair points had healed him, which seemed more powerful than any supernatural force.

"Did Dad really buy this jade pendant?"

Touching the jade pendant around his neck, Su Xiaofan was puzzled. The Tranquil Heart Hall had fewer than ten ritual objects, yet his father had managed to find one, and it was even a mid-grade ritual object. This didn't seem simple.

"Forget it, no more thinking about this. After sending my sister to school, I'll go to a few places to look for bargains."

Thinking about his ability, Su Xiaofan couldn't help but feel excited.

After years in the antique market, he had heard many stories of people finding great bargains, but for him, most of the items he handled were just "artifacts," except for the large quantities of copper coins, which were mostly genuine.

The ability of repair points to authenticate items would allow him to sift through the market and find overlooked antiques. Just thinking about it made him feel great.

"Right, my sister hasn't come back yet. Should I try getting an electric shock to see if I can get more repair points?"

With nothing else to do, this thought suddenly came to Su Xiaofan's mind.

After using 5 repair points to repair the wind chime, he only had 3 points left. If he couldn't find a way to increase his repair points, he wouldn't dare use the remaining 3 points.

Growing up in a rural area near the Mang Mountains, Su Xiaofan was not easily scared. He had thought about trying it a few times before and couldn't resist the urge anymore.

"Hmm? These outlets are all leakage-proof?" Su Xiaofan noticed that the high-end community's outlets were indeed different. They were all leakage-proof, so even if he stuck his fingers in, it wouldn't work.

But this didn't stop Su Xiaofan. He found a screwdriver and quickly removed the outlet cover.

"Damn, if it works, I'll get meat; if it doesn't... I probably won't die, right?"

Biting his lip, Su Xiaofan pinched the live and neutral wires with his fingers.

"It really works." As soon as the live and neutral wires touched his fingers, Su Xiaofan felt a tingling sensation all over his body, but it wasn't as painful as the previous electric shock.

"Am I a power baby now?"

"Hmm? What's happening?"

Just as Su Xiaofan was overjoyed, the tingling sensation suddenly disappeared.

"Did the circuit breaker trip?" Su Xiaofan saw the TV was off, shook his head, and released the wires.

[Repair Points: 3 points!]

Checking his repair points, they were still 3, unchanged. He went to the electrical panel and found that the 1,000 yuan worth of electricity he had just recharged had been completely used up.

"It's not a circuit breaker, it's... the electricity is used up?"

Su Xiaofan was stunned. The electricity price in the community was 0.6 yuan per kilowatt-hour, and 1,000 yuan could buy over 1,600 kilowatt-hours. In just a few seconds, all 1,600 kilowatt-hours were consumed. Was he a super battery?

What Su Xiaofan found most unacceptable was that after absorbing so much electricity, his repair points hadn't increased at all.

"Is electricity unable to increase repair points? Or is the amount of electricity I absorbed not enough? Do I need to touch high-voltage electricity?"

Thinking about the night of the electric shock, Su Xiaofan shivered. 220V household electricity was fine, but high-voltage electricity might not be.

"Let's not do that. If I try, I might really die."

After some thought, Su Xiaofan went out and recharged 10,000 yuan worth of electricity at the property management office, and even downloaded an app to recharge directly in the future.

Back home, he checked the electricity meter and extended his hand to the wire again. The tingling sensation was addictive, and he found it somewhat enjoyable.

In just a few seconds, over 16,000 kilowatt-hours were consumed, and the electricity meter showed that the electricity was gone. Su Xiaofan didn't understand why the circuit breaker didn't trip with such a large amount of electricity, but the meter clearly showed the electricity was gone.

[Repair Points: 3 points!]

"Damn, this is too much."

Su Xiaofan was dumbfounded. 10,000 yuan was gone in the blink of an eye.

Although Su Xiaofan was sure that the electricity had been absorbed by the thing in his mind, the repair points hadn't increased at all. It was like a bottomless pit, and he didn't know if continuing would be useful.

"Let's stop this."

Using the app, he recharged another 1,000 yuan worth of electricity but didn't continue.

Using 10,000 to 20,000 kilowatt-hours in a day, even Bitcoin mining machines didn't consume that much. Although he had paid for it, if the relevant authorities noticed, he wouldn't be able to explain. The idea of using electricity to recharge repair points was abandoned.