Chapter 19: Hope in the Dark
"Quick, Mithril Cooling Stabilizer!"
Meng Chao placed the yellow crystal core into the stabilizing liquid and tightened the bottle cap, only then did he feel slightly relieved.
"It's really a spiritualized nerve ball, very fresh, the activity is at least over 80%, and the appearance is perfect!"
The harvesters stared at the storage device for a long time and shouted in surprise.
Spiritualized nerve ball, a mutated organ unique to high-level monsters.
It is a crystal formed by an ordinary nerve ball being nourished by spiritual energy over the years.
It is often used to prepare advanced nerve growth agents, and is extremely effective in repairing spinal nerve damage. It can also be implanted in small war machines to create "thinking chariots", with a market price of at least hundreds of thousands.
This thing is extremely brittle and unstable. It is not easy to peel it out of the monster's body perfectly.
Therefore, the commission given to the harvesters is higher than that of ordinary materials. Even if Shen Rongfa is so mean, he still has to give 3 points, which is more than ten thousand or twenty thousand yuan!
The rough guys could no longer find any compliments to describe Meng Chao, a natural born harvester.
“It’s not just about the key high school.”
They thought, “Is it because he’s a young man that he’s so powerful with his hands?”
Meng Chao was also very happy. He held up the translucent storage container and looked at it carefully.
"Be careful, the spiritualized nerve balls that have just been peeled off are very active and cannot withstand violent shocks." Meng Yishan reminded and laughed again.
I don't know when my son has grown up beyond my imagination, and I am really worrying about him unnecessarily.
Meng Chao responded, slowly turned around to admire it, and suddenly his expression changed.
He leaned in to observe, greed in his eyes.
"Achao, you..." No one knows a son better than his father. Meng Yishan knew that he had something in mind.
"By the way, Brother Meng." A Reaper suddenly said, "Xiao Chao was injured last year. The problem was mainly with the spinal nerves, right?"
"Yes!" Another harvester's eyes lit up and he said excitedly, "Aren't the spiritualized nerve balls of the Golden Ghost the best medicinal materials?"
Everyone looked at each other, then looked around and saw that there seemed to be no outsiders. Realizing something, their breathing became heavy.
"enough!"
Meng Yishan frowned deeply, snatched the memory, and said with a dark face, "Achao, don't think about it. This is the spoils of war that others fought desperately for. We are just harvesting it on their behalf."
Meng Chao wanted to explain: "Dad, I'm not..."
"I know you want to study for a bachelor's degree, and I also know how much of a blow you had when you got injured last year. In the end, it's all because of Dad's incompetence."
Meng Yishan's eyes were cloudy, and his voice was hoarse but firm, "But no matter how poor we are, no matter how helpless we are, we can't take other people's things."
Meng Chao smiled bitterly.
Dad really misunderstood.
After being treated with fire, his injuries have healed by more than half.
The remaining half can be used to earn contribution points. It is not necessary to rely on the spiritualized nerve ball, and this is not...
"Don't blame Dad. I can do anything to help you get into college, but this is not right. It will leave a stain on your life. Even if no one finds out, you will still feel guilty and will never be happy."
Meng Yishan whispered, "Achao, your harvesting skills are impeccable, but the most important thing for a harvester is not the skills, but... controlling your hands.
"This is a profession where you often see rare treasures. Over time, if you have evil intentions and extend your hand where you shouldn't, you will end up ruined and have a miserable end. This kind of thing happens every day in the circle.
"If you really can't control yourself, no matter how talented you are, I won't bring you into this industry. No matter what job you do, as long as you are upright, can stand up straight and eat happily, you will always be my good son!"
Faced with his father's righteous words, Meng Chao thought about it and temporarily gave up the idea of defending himself.
Anyway, after this material is deeply processed, there will naturally be an explanation.
How much money should be given to Mr. Shen? Don't even think about giving them less. It would be better if it was less. I can take the opportunity to make a bigger deal out of it, and naturally I can pull my dad and the others out to start my own business, hehe.
"Dad, stop talking. I can control myself." Meng Chao didn't even look at the storage device again.
"Achao, you... take a rest." Meng Yishan couldn't bear it.
"Xiao Chao, come over here and have something to eat." The harvesters felt very sorry and greeted him one after another.
Harvesting crustacean monsters is a very strenuous job.
Meng Chao has excellent consciousness, after all, his body is only seventeen years old. He did it for two hours in the first half of the night and for another two hours in the second half of the night. Now that he relaxed, his arms were sore and his ten fingers were in pain.
He took a sip of the piping hot self-heating high-energy nutritious meal, and slowly used the secret method that came with the perfect-level "Basic Gunmanship" to activate his ten fingers.
Connections, capital, corpse sources...
He is also thinking.
Suddenly, an unusual sound was heard in the howling wind.
A fragment of memory from his past life flashed in Meng Chao's mind.
His ears stood up high, and his expression was even more surprised than when he saw the spiritualized nerve ball just now.
Did I hear it right? Could this be it?
Meng Chao stood up suddenly and regained his spirits in an instant.
Maybe this time I’ll be able to make my first pot of gold!
"Dad, uncles, I'm suddenly very tired. You guys take your time. I'm going to the Reaper Camp to rest first. The camp is at the front gate of the steel plant, right? It's okay. You guys go ahead and do your work. I'll go by myself!"
Meng Chao said this and ran away.
"Slow down, be careful not to trip over the monster's corpse and cut your hands and feet!" Meng Yishan could only shout loudly from behind.
Seeing his son's figure disappear into the dark night, the middle-aged man clenched his fists.
"Hello, Brother Shen, we just fired a golden ghost..." He called Shen Rongfa.
"What!"
All the Reapers could hear the screams on the other end of the line, "You're crazy! You can drive the Golden Ghost, why don't you wait for Manager Gu? If you damage the materials, be careful that Master Tiger will destroy you!"
Meng Yishan had spit sprayed all over his face through the phone, but he didn't even blink and continued to speak a few words in a humble voice.
After hanging up the phone, he carefully picked up the storage device and said, "Brothers, I will give the Spiritualized Nerve Ball to Brother Shen to deal with. This thing is unstable. Even if it is placed in the mithril solution, it can easily get out of control."
The brothers all knew what he was thinking, "Brother Meng, do you want to buy it from Brother Shen?"
Meng Yishan's eyes flashed, he looked down at his dirty anti-corrosion work boots, and whispered: "This is Ah Chao's only hope."
"Brother Shen is not easy to talk to."
The brothers shook their heads, "He won't give you an employee price, he might even kill you, and besides, employee price, do you have money?"
"I've thought about it. I can still work for a few more years. At worst, I won't be your captain. I can just sign a long-term contract with Brother Shen and advance my salary for the next few years." Meng Yishan said, "Brother Shen has long wanted to sign a 'secondary contract' with me. He will agree."
"Are you crazy?"
The brothers were horrified. "Level 2 contracts require us to deal with extremely dangerous high-level monsters. These beasts have powerful spiritual energy in their bodies and can easily transform into undead creatures or even biological bombs. Harvesting these beasts is more dangerous than clearing landmines. They can be crushed to pieces in a matter of minutes!"
"It's okay, I know what I'm doing." Meng Yishan said firmly, "You guys continue, I'll be back soon."
He held the storage device in his hands, as if holding a piece of hope as fragile as crystal, stepped over the hideous and ugly corpses of the monsters, and walked into the darkness with one deep step and one shallow step.
…
Two streets away, in front of a collapsed building that was burning.
There is only one monster here, like a spider magnified a hundred times.
It has many characteristics of a jackal, with crustacean and mammal organs strangely fused together, and its body is covered with a layer of short, hard golden hair, giving off a unique kingly aura.
There was a fatal wound at the junction of its head and chest, but it was not dead yet. On its back shell covered with spikes, seven scarlet eyes rolled around, releasing its final brutality.
The back of the abdominal cavity
The two reapers, one old and one young, looked at the ferocious monster as if they were looking at fish on a chopping board.
The old man has white hair and a youthful face, his eyes are shining brightly, and there are circles of halos embedded outside his pupils.
The girl had a childish face, but there was a hint of pride between her eyebrows. Her hands, clasped across her chest, were wearing a pair of snow-white gloves that were neither gold nor iron, and as thin as a cicada's wings.
"Xue Shi, you have learned the 'Seven Solutions to Counter-Passing' well recently. Today, I will let you practice on this 'Seven-Eyed Wolf Spider'." The old man's voice was mellow and understated.
"Eight minutes, Grandpa. I will finish the battle in eight minutes."
Ning Xueshi knelt down on one knee and opened an exquisite silver-white toolbox.
The toolbox was like an exquisite pagoda. When opened, it was divided into seven or eight layers. Each layer was filled with a variety of strange-shaped harvesting tools, which were ten times more sophisticated than Meng Yishan's adze, chisel, axe and saw.
Swish, swish, swish!
The girl tapped her fingers lightly, and the blade danced on her fingertips like a butterfly.
Suddenly, the butterfly disappeared, she snorted and looked to the side in dissatisfaction.
Tap, tap, tap! Someone stumbled over at the other end of the street.
After fighting and harvesting all night, Meng Chao was so tired that his bladder hurt. He was out of breath and gasped for breath while holding his knees.
"Grandpa, there's someone."
Ning Xueshi raised her eyebrows and whispered, "Do you understand the rules? Can you just watch my family's techniques casually?"
The old man looked up and saw the "Jiuxin" logo on Meng Chao's protective suit and the red "Intern" hoop on his arm, and couldn't help but laugh.
"Forget it. He's an intern at a small private company, not a real reaper, so he naturally doesn't know the rules."
The old man said gently, "These little guys in society are actually very pitiful. They have no inheritance and cannot learn exquisite skills. They are easily injured when harvesting monsters. They are risking their lives.
"Since he is so ambitious, let him take a look. How much he can learn depends on his luck."
"Grandpa, you've become more and more soft-hearted lately."
Ning Xueshi said coquettishly, and glared at Meng Chao again, "Hey, you lucky little guy, you're doing an internship nearby, but you come here to learn from others? I think you have some vision.
"If you really want to learn, then be smart and see if there is a teacup next to you. Serve my grandfather with tea and water. This is an opportunity that no one else can get!"
