The Ultimate Divine Class-Chapter 614 - 17: Nine Heads, Nemesis (2)

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Upon hearing Lu Feng's response, Lu Yuan was momentarily stunned.

"I didn't expect you to have attended university."

Lu Feng looked at him expressionlessly, "Doesn't it seem so?"

"Haha..."

Lu Yuan had an expression of "What do you think?", turning his head to look at the seller opposite, an old man with a long face.

"Similar bismuth metal minerals, please pack a few more pieces for me.

Plus that fossil from before, this, this, this..."

Lu Yuan randomly pointed out a few items at the stall, calling the old man.

"Pack them all together."

The old stall owner was slightly surprised and then overjoyed.

Originally thinking that this deal would fall through due to the annoying bodyguard accompanying the other party, he was surprised that this "eccentric" young master, knowing well that he was selling worthless "waste minerals", was still willing to buy.

Despite his joy, with an "expert" present, it was evidently inappropriate to gouge him.

Finally, this transaction proceeded smoothly at a "fair" price, amidst Lu Feng's somewhat speechless gaze.

"Please walk slowly, come again next time."

The old man beamed like a blossoming chrysanthemum, waving to see Lu Yuan and Lu Feng off.

Sellers at other nearby stalls watched with somewhat envious eyes.

Having set up stalls at the market for years, they all knew each other well.

Who wasn't aware that everything at Qiqino's old man's stall was picked from the garbage dump with a cart, with zero cost, meaning any sale was pure profit.

It's unbelievable that waste minerals like bismuth iron, which fall under non-recyclable waste, could actually be sold?!

It's simply incredible!

This well-dressed, distinguished-looking young master is indeed an exemplary fool; such a good opportunity might not come up even once in several years.

Every stall owner near the old man's stall eagerly eyed Lu Yuan, hoping they could be the next lucky recipient of his lavish spending.

But from Qiqino Boutique's purchase, Lu Yuan seemed to have lost interest in further browsing and called Lu Feng, directly heading towards the nearest market exit.

In the hover car, Lu Yuan fiddled with the bizarre curiosities he had just bought from the market stall one by one.

What he truly wanted to buy was merely the bismuth iron waste mineral; the rest were just add-ons to divert attention.

Of course, they weren't entirely worthless either.

He could use all these random trinkets as "offerings" thrown into the [Extraordinary Contact] vortex he summoned; at least they could give him some experience points.

While Lu Yuan slowly examined the items he purchased in the car, Lu Feng in the front driving seat seemed to have been quietly observing him all along.

Until Lu Yuan picked up those last few pieces of bismuth iron waste mineral, Lu Feng, who had remained silent throughout, couldn't help but speak up.

"These waste minerals are formed by the erosion of body lipids dissolved from the corpses of Source Breath Insects when they die.

Because they contain a lot of toxins, frequent contact might also cause physical harm.

Therefore, they possess no collection value whatsoever..."

Lu Yuan looked up, amusingly weighing the bismuth iron waste mineral in his hand, "You think I'm buying this to collect?"

"What else?"

Lu Feng calmly said, "I can't think of another reason for the young master to buy these.

Throwing away such waste minerals as garbage requires a series of special treatments first...

That old man puts these things on the stall as merchandise for sale, completely disregardful of the buyers' lives."

After listening to Lu Feng, Lu Yuan contemplated momentarily and seriously spoke, "Actually, I plan to take it back for thorough research. What if I find a method to perfectly extract the bismuth inside at a very low cost?

If successful, you should understand how huge the profit would be, right?

Bismuth metal is now one of the most widely used mecha construction materials in the market."

Lu Feng remained silent.

Next, he quietly activated the energy screen between the front and rear compartments of the hover car.

Lu Yuan watched as Lu Feng's figure gradually disappeared behind the rising energy light screen.

Lowering his head, he gripped a piece of bismuth iron waste mineral tightly.

A thick, black liquid like tar emerged from his palm, slowly enveloping the entire piece of bismuth iron waste mineral.

A faint wave of strange energy rippled out from Lu Yuan's palm, and then he seemed to emit a weak white light from inside out.

Seconds later, everything abnormal subsided.

Lu Yuan released his grasp, the sticky black liquid that once surged from his palm already vanished without a trace, resting quietly was a small black cube with a side length of a few centimeters, shimmering with a faint metallic luster under the light filtering in from outside.

Lu Yuan gazed at the small metal block in his hand, his face bathed in an enigmatic glow.

He murmured softly.

"See, told you not to believe me.

Isn't this easily done?"

.....

"Boom!"

Accompanied by a muffled sound, a figure flew backward like a cannonball, hitting heavily on the room's narrow wall.

This terrifying impact left no mark on the wall; when the body hit the wall, a mysterious invisible force blocked it, creating circles of translucent ripples.

"Without mecha protection, you're so weak you can't even withstand a single consciousness shock from me..."

The blonde man shook his hand nonchalantly as he strode toward the robust man he had knocked flying with a single face-off.

The latter curled up like a large shrimp, barely raising his head, seeing his once resolute face now contorted painfully. Crimson blood flowed from his eyes, mouth, and nose.