Chapter 12

The manager, seeing that Luo Bi seemed interested in the piece of rough stone, said, "You can see that this piece is of good quality, right? It's perfect for young people to practice on, and the price isn't high."

"How many interstellar coins?" Luo Bi asked the price.

"5500 interstellar coins."

"This piece isn't very big, and it doesn't look good. Can you give me a better deal?" Despite the potential value inside, the rough stone's appearance was truly poor. Luo Bi habitually haggled, "Give me a better deal, and I'll come back next time."

The manager furrowed his brow: "5400 interstellar coins, take it or leave it."

"Alright." Luo Bi paid without hesitation.

The amount of interstellar coins spent wasn't much. Even if she couldn't extract a beryl stone, the loss would be at most 54,000 interstellar coins. Guan Zhuting didn't say anything because of this.

Luo Bi originally wanted to pick a few more pieces of poor quality to mix in, to avoid arousing suspicion if she gambled out high-quality beryl stones. However, her headache was severe, so she didn't bother thinking about it. She paused her gaze on the storage bracelet on her wrist for a few seconds before putting the rough stone inside and heading directly to the stone-cutting area.

The stone-cutting area had dozens of stone-cutting machines, and there were people queuing up at each one. Luo Bi found a queue with fewer people. The stone-cutter was an elderly man who moved methodically, looking very experienced.

The people in front turned around curiously when they saw someone join the queue, then turned back.

It was a tall, muscular man. He said to the person in front of him, "Dual-system contract masters are different. The piece of third-grade attributeless beryl stone Hu Li just cut out can at least refine two bottles of energy liquid. I went to bid, but unfortunately, I didn't get it."

The person in front clicked his tongue: "I don't have that many interstellar coins. I just went to join the fun, but I didn't dare to bid."

"Look at your lack of ambition."

The mid-summer sun was intense. Luo Bi had overused her mental energy in the morning, and her headache was severe. The sun made her feel nauseous. Guan Zhuting, seeing her pale face, asked, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

"My head hurts." Luo Bi frowned, holding the rough stone with one hand and pressing her temples with two fingers of her right hand.

"Just wait a bit longer. We'll be next soon. After we're done, we'll go home." Guan Zhuting couldn't do anything to help.

About half an hour later, it was the tall man's turn to cut the stone. His luck was average; the two pieces of rough stone he cut out were both first-grade beryl stones, one low-quality and one medium-quality. The person who had been chatting with him glanced at the two beryl stones in his hand: "They should be able to refine half a bottle of energy liquid."

The tall man was disappointed: "Half a bottle of energy liquid is only 500,000 interstellar coins. I spent 890,000, and I only got these two pieces. I lost money."

"890,000? That's a significant loss." The people around the stone-cutting machine chimed in.

This made the tall man feel even more aggrieved. He turned around and saw Luo Bi take out a piece of low-quality rough stone. He smiled and pulled the person in front of him: "Don't leave yet, let's see what comes out of that piece of junk."

The person pursed his lips, looking like staying would be a waste of time.

Indigo stone gambling is highly speculative, and many people stayed to see the results. Besides, cutting low-quality rough stone doesn't take long, and it would be just right to have lunch after watching.

The stone-cutter only glanced at the low-quality rough stone and shook his head: "It's unlikely to yield anything. Although it's a low-quality rough stone, the cutting fee is still charged as usual. Are you sure you want to cut it?"

Luo Bi was confident and nodded: "Master, just cut it. It's fine even if nothing comes out."

The stone-cutter took the rough stone and was thinking about where to make the cut. Luo Bi smiled and leaned in, gesturing: "Master, cut it from this spot."

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