Chapter 32 Remuneration
I learned the concept of star explorers from Rogge.
He said that there was a group of people who had all kinds of strange abilities and could travel back and forth between multiple worlds, which sounded incredible.
In fact, before actually meeting Mr. Crow, Jiang Xia was very skeptical about whether this group existed.
It turns out that they do exist.
But it was not as magical as Jiang Xia thought. He was sitting in the house now, looking at Mr. Crow who was smoking continuously. This man in front of him was a little too ordinary.
If he had multiple halos behind his head, or folded wings behind him, or wore a set of extremely high-tech armor, it would be more in line with Jiang Xia's imagination of a star wanderer.
This man only has a dog with him.
Even by scanning the chip information, nothing special could be found about him. He looked like a sloppy man, and he didn't look like a fighter at all.
This scrutiny and attention was also noticed by Mr. Crow.
He might have guessed what Jiang Xia was thinking, but he had no intention of showing off.
After a minute or two of silence, Mr. Crow said:
"Why hesitate? Take me there. It won't cause you any trouble."
"There is an immortal over there."
Jiang Xia pointed to the sky and said:
"I heard that among the thirty-three sects of the Immortal Alliance, there is also an Imperial Academy that specializes in monitoring the activities of the star array. It's okay for me to bring ordinary people there, but if I bring a powerful guy, he might be targeted."
"Don't be so pessimistic."
Mr. Crow said as if to persuade:
"If they are really as powerful as you've heard, then believe me, you've been to the wasteland twice and you've already been targeted. As for those who claim to be immortals, I've encountered them too.
Most of them are just putting on airs, and few of them have real abilities.
Don't be afraid, take me there and I'll help you.
Don’t look at me like this, I’m a very good fighter.”
Jiang Xia was still hesitating.
However, it is more like waiting for the right price rather than hesitation.
He looked at Mr. Crow and rubbed his left hand secretly. This small movement was noticed by Mr. Crow.
The latter curled his lips and said:
"You told Roger that you are a businessman. You really positioned yourself accurately. You are so blatant. Aren't you afraid of angering me?"
"I don't do business at a loss."
Jiang Xia said:
“I have already told you about my risks. The greater the risk, the greater the reward, right?
As for irritating you, if you were really that petty, you should have killed me when you found out I destroyed the star array."
"very eloquent."
When Mr. Crow heard what Jiang Xia said, he immediately smiled and narrowed his eyes. This junior was praising his broad-mindedness in a roundabout way, which made Mr. Crow feel comfortable.
He was playing with a cigarette in his hand and said to Jiang Xia:
"what do you want?"
"what do you have?"
Jiang Xia said:
"I have just started my business, and I need a lot of things. This kind of work of taking people across the world is also my first time. I don't understand the rules of this industry very well, and it's hard for me to set the price.
So you name the price.”
"A magical weapon?"
Mr. Crow raised his left hand and waved it gently. More than ten antique weapons of various shapes appeared in front of Jiang Xia in a smoke-like manner.
There are knives and swords, as well as some strange weapons like double rings.
Although they are between reality and illusion, each of these weapons has a fierce aura. Even if they are just phantoms, one can feel their extraordinary power.
But Jiang Xia shook his head.
He patted the pistol at his waist and said:
"I trust this more than cold weapons."
“I have no idea.”
Mr. Crow sneered:
“Any one of my weapons can give you the power to destroy a city or a country, but with your current means, I’m afraid you won’t be able to use any of them.
So, the magic elixir?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the shadows in front of him changed again. There appeared various exquisite small bottles of pills, or shadows of strange flowers and fruits, each wrapped in clouds and mist, not like ordinary objects.
"I'll travel through more worlds in the future, and maybe I'll be able to get these things myself."
Jiang Xia shook his head again and said:
"Unless it is something good that can make me become an immortal immediately after eating it, otherwise I am too weak to be nourished now, and it would be a waste for me to eat these good things."
"So what do you want?"
Mr. Crow was getting a little impatient.
He dispersed the cloud-like shadow in front of him, which was considered a small display of his skills to Jiang Xia. He used his mind to turn into a cloud projection, proving that he was really a capable man.
"What I want... When we get there, why don't you stay with me for a few more days, Mr. Crow?"
Jiang Xia rolled his eyes and said:
"To be honest, I have some troubles and would like to ask Mr. Crow to help me out."
"You wish."
Mr. Crow shook his head and said:
"I will visit your world for a while, but I won't stay for too long. I still have to travel among the stars, so I don't have that much time to escort you.
Besides, you have to do your own things yourself.
Everyone has their own destiny in life. If I intervene rashly, it may not be a good thing for you. A tall tree attracts the wind. Don't you understand this principle?"
"You're being very insincere."
Jiang Xia also showed a dissatisfied expression. He folded his arms, leaned back in his chair, and said:
"You don't give me what I need, and I don't need what you give me. How can we cooperate like this?"
"You're just greedy."
Mr. Crow bluntly exposed Jiang Xia's little thoughts.
He gently stroked the alloy table in front of him, leaving a scroll of book behind, then stood up and said to Jiang Xia:
“Your muscles and bones are not developed, and you are over 20 years old. Your innate Qi has been lost, so you cannot practice martial arts. However, you were born in a spiritual world, so you have some spiritual talent.
As for spiritual roots, I have some.
Fate, wow, it looks pretty good.
I have here a self-defense technique It is this scroll of secret technique. I will give you another idea. When you know what you really want, contact me again.
Don’t ask for more money. In our line of work, being too greedy can lead to trouble.
That `s a deal."
After saying that, he hooked his finger at the dog lying next to him, and the man and the dog turned around and left the house.
Jiang Xia did not stop him. He watched the boss leave and then turned his gaze back to the table. The book was thin, with only about ten pages. He took it in his hand and took a look.
It was a kind of ancient-style bound book with thread leather and a few seal characters written on it.
"The Divine Martial Self-Sacrifice Decision."
The name is scary.
Jiang Xia looked through it and found that this secret method could lead spiritual energy into the body temporarily, and then make it flow through the acupuncture points and meridians throughout the body to achieve a short-term burst of strength.
It is very easy to learn. Even someone like Jiang Xia, who has only a basic understanding of the human body, can quickly understand its principles through the acupuncture point guidance in the catalogue.
The best part is that this method will not leave any sequelae unless it is used multiple times in a short period of time.
Below the scroll, there was a piece of parchment about an inch long on the table, on which he could write and draw. This was the item that Mr. Crow had promised him, which could be exchanged in the future.
One for two!
Jiang Xia whistled.
This deal is not a loss.
He entered the book information into the chip, looked at the sky, and then got up and went outside to help.
The next morning, the Black Hand Society had completed all preparations for the migration.
Boxes of all sizes were piled on several motorcycles in the room. The Black Hand fighters were fully armed, and even the two female fighters were carrying weapons and ammunition.
Everyone was carrying large and small bags, and they wanted to hang things everywhere. Fortunately, they all had prosthetics, otherwise, they would have difficulty moving with such weight.
Mr. Crow, who had not been seen all day, still dressed like an Arab and walked slowly into the house with his dog.
After saying hello to Rogge, he waited for Jiang Xia to activate the secret method and travel through the world.
The latter was now sitting cross-legged on a box. When he saw everyone had gathered, he did not waste any time. He closed his eyes and let his mind penetrate into the spiritual world. On the edge of the branch of the star-emitting tree, the small buds were shining with white light.
The light was half as faint as when it came.
As Jiang Xia focused his attention on the little flower, a scene that only he could see appeared before his eyes, like a mirror reflecting another world.
Opposite was the cellar where they started out , which was large enough to accommodate all these people and things.
He took a deep breath, and just like before, he spread out his perception, wrapping around everyone and everything around him like a net. No one else felt anything, but Mr. Crow in the crowd looked around as if he sensed something.
He exchanged glances with the white dog at his feet.
There was a gleam of light in the eyes of the man and the dog.
The next moment, as if crossing the surface of water waves, everyone saw the reflection of a light curtain in front of their eyes, as if passing through a passage through the light curtain. A moment later, they arrived at the cellar of Fengshan Mine.
All the wasteland warriors were stunned at this moment. The electric current noise that always existed in their minds became extremely quiet at this moment, so quiet that it made them very uncomfortable.
The air without strange wind was inhaled into the lungs, and the data of the chip became intermittently chaotic. The coordinate system began to be reset, and various environmental information was transmitted to the brain.
Rogge read the information over and over again, and after confirming that he had come to another world, the black fox of the wasteland also became excited at this moment.
He was about to speak, but Mr. Crow covered his mouth with his hand.
The guy dressed as an Arab made a gesture to the others to keep quiet. Jiang Xia looked at him curiously, and saw Mr. Crow's figure flashed, like smoke, and disappeared on the spot like collapsing sand.
Returns after two seconds.
There was one more thing in my hand.
A very strange creature, very similar to the gargoyle in Western legends, with wings, rock-like skin, blood-red eyes, a monkey-like face, and a long thin tail.
He was holding a small steel fork in his hand.
It is very short, like a dwarf, but there are weed-like decorations on its head and body.
But he was knocked unconscious.
Therefore, its paws, tail, and head all drooped, as if it were dead.
"This is……"
It was the first time Roger saw this thing and he was quite surprised. He looked at Mr. Crow.
The latter replied:
"This is a mountain monster, a kind of spirit monster, born in a mountain with spiritual energy. It was born and raised naturally, and has no great abilities. It only knows some earth escape techniques and is good at transforming the five elements into earth.
Only the perception is extremely strong.
It lives in the mountains and cannot be seen by ordinary people, but it can monitor the surrounding area of 100 to 200 miles, like a city god. Nothing that happens in the mountains can be hidden from its observation. "
After saying that, Mr. Crow's gaze fell on Jiang Xia.
He said:
“This mountain is not a sacred mountain, it is impossible for such a spiritual mountain monster to be born here.
This little guy was obviously sent by someone or an organization. He must have just arrived. He was humming a song and carefully building a nest for himself on the top of the mountain.
It seems that we have to stay here for a long time.
You guessed it right, pigeon.
You've been targeted by that Immortal Alliance."
