"Quick, mithril cooling stabilizer!"

Meng Chao put the yellow crystal nuclei into the stabilizing solution and tightened the bottle cap, feeling a little relieved.

"It's really a spiritual neurosphere. It's very fresh. The activity is at least 80%. It's in perfect condition!"

The reapers 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 from ordinary nerve balls that are nourished by spiritual energy and moistened over many years.

It is often used to prepare advanced nerve growth agents and has excellent effects on repairing spinal cord nerve damage.

Small war machines can also be implanted to create "thinking tanks".

This thing is extremely brittle and unstable. It is not easy to perfectly peel it out of the monster's body.

Therefore, the commission given to the reapers is higher than that of ordinary materials. No matter how mean Shen Rongfa is, he still has to pay 3 points, which is at least more than 10,000 or 20,000 yuan!

The bosses can no longer find any words of praise to describe Meng Chao, a natural-born reaper.

"It's not just a relationship with key high schools."

They thought to themselves, "Is it because he is a yellow-flowered young man that his hands are particularly powerful?"

Meng Chao was also very happy, holding up the translucent storage and looking at it carefully.

"Be careful, the newly peeled spiritual nerve balls are very active and cannot withstand violent vibrations." Meng Yishan warned and laughed again.

I don't know when my son has grown beyond imagination, and I really have no need to worry about him.

Meng Chao responded, slowly turning around to admire it, and suddenly his expression changed.

He looked closer, with a look of greed in his eyes.

"Achao, you..." Meng Yishan knew that his son was Mo Ruofu, and Meng Yishan knew that he was interested.

"By the way, Brother Meng." A reaper suddenly said, "Xiao Chao was injured last year. The main problem was his spinal nerves, right?"

"That's right!" Another reaper's eyes lit up and he said excitedly, "Isn't the golden ghost's spiritual nerve ball the best medicinal material?"

Everyone looked at each other, then looked around and it seemed like there was no one around. When they realized something, they started breathing heavily.

"enough!"

Meng Yishan frowned deeply, snatched the memory, and said with a dark expression, "Achao, don't think about it, this is the trophy that someone killed with all their might, we are just harvesting it for you."

Meng Chao wanted to explain: "Dad, I'm not..."

"I know you want to take the undergraduate exam, and I also know how hard it was for you to get hurt last year. After all, it's all because of your father's incompetence."

Meng Yishan's eyes were cloudy and his voice was hoarse but firm, "But no matter how poor we are and how helpless we are, we can't take other people's things."

Meng Chao scratched his head.

Dad really misunderstood.

There are too many people now. I will explain to my dad later. My injury is almost healed.

"Don't blame Dad. Dad can think of any way to get you into college, but this thing really won't work. It will leave a stain and ruin your life. Even if no one finds out, you will have a bad conscience and will never be happy."

Meng Yishan said in a deep voice, "Achao, your harvesting skills are nothing to say, but the most important thing about being a reaper is not the technique, but... control your hands.

"This is a profession where you often see the best of both worlds. Over time, you may have wrong ideas and extend your hands that you shouldn't. As a result, your reputation will be ruined and you will end up miserable. This kind of thing happens every day in the industry.

"If you really can't control yourself, no matter how talented you are, I won't bring you into this industry. It doesn't matter what job you go out to do, as long as you are upright, can straighten your back, and eat happily, you will always be mine. Good son!"

Faced with his father's righteous remarks, Meng Chao thought for a while and decided to go to the corner later so that the two father and son could have a good chat.

"Dad, stop talking, I can control myself." He didn't look at the memory again.

"Achao, you... take a rest." Meng Yishan couldn't bear it.

"Xiao Chao, come over here and have something to eat." The reapers were very sorry and greeted each other.

Harvesting crustacean monsters is a very laborious job.

Meng Chao had excellent consciousness, and his body was only seventeen years old after all. He fucked the monster for two hours in the first half of the night, and another two hours in the second half of the night. Now he relaxed, his arms were sore, and his fingers were in pain.

He took a sip of the hot self-heating high-energy nutritious meal, and slowly used the secret method included in the perfect-level "Basic Marksmanship" to move his fingers.

Connections, capital, sources of corpses...

He is also thinking.

Just as he was about to find an excuse to call his father outside, the father and son had a heart-to-heart talk, when suddenly, an unusual sound came from the whimpering wind.

In Meng Chao's mind, a fragment of past life memory flashed.

His ears were raised high, and his expression was even more surprised than when he saw the spiritual nerve ball just now.

Did you hear that right? Is this what it is?

Meng Chao stood up suddenly and regained his energy instantly.

Maybe, there is a way to get the first pot of gold this time!

"Dad, uncles, I'm suddenly very tired. You guys take your time and I'll go to the reaper camp to have a rest. The camp is at the main entrance of the steel plant, right? It's okay. You guys are busy. I'll go there by myself!"

Meng Chao said and ran away.

"Slow down, be careful not to trip over the monster corpse and cut your hands and feet!" Meng Yishan could only shout loudly from behind.

Seeing his son disappear into the dark night, the middle-aged man clenched his fists.

"Hey, Brother Shen, we just opened a golden ghost..." He called Shen Rongfa.

"What!"

The scream on the other end of the phone could be heard by all the reapers, "You are crazy. You can drive the Golden Ghost. Why don't you pay attention to the supervisor? If you destroy the material, be careful Mr. Tiger will destroy you!"

Meng Yishan was sprayed with saliva across the phone, but he didn't even blink his eyelids and continued to say a few words in a low voice.

He hung up the phone and carefully picked up the storage device: "Brothers, I'm going to give the spiritual nerve ball to Brother Shen to handle. This thing is unstable. Even if it is placed in the mithril solution, it will easily lose control."

None of the brothers 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 the dirty anti-corrosion work boots, and whispered: "This is Ah Chao's only hope."

"Brother Shen is hard to talk to."

The brothers shook their heads, "He won't give you the employee's price, and he might even kill you. Besides, with the employee's price, you will be rich?"

"I've thought about it. I can still work for a few years. The worst I can do is not be your captain. I can directly 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 shocked, "The second-level contract is to deal with extremely dangerous high-level monsters. These beasts contain powerful spiritual energy and can easily turn into undead creatures or even biochemical bombs. Harvesting such beasts is worse than clearing landmines."

It’s dangerous, you’ll be shattered into pieces in minutes!”

"It's okay, I know it well." Meng Yishan said firmly, "You go on, I'll be right back."

He held the storage device as if he were holding a piece of hope as fragile as crystal. He stepped over the hideous monster corpse, one step deeper and one shallower, and walked towards the darkness.

…

Two streets away, in front of a flaming, collapsed building.

There is only one monster here, like a spider magnified a hundred times.

It just happens to have a lot of jackal characteristics, with the organs of crustaceans and mammals strangely fused together, and its whole body is covered with a layer of short, hard golden hair, giving off a unique kingly aura.

There was a fatal disembowelment wound at the junction of its head and chest, but it was not completely dead. On its back shell covered with spikes, seven scarlet eyes rolled around, releasing the final cruelty.

The back of the abdominal cavity also bulged and inhaled, and the screaming sound was like an evil curse.

The two reapers, one old and one young, looked at this ferocious monster like fish on a chopping board.

The old man has fair hair and a childish face, his eyes are shining with brilliant colors, and there are circles of halo embedded outside the pupils.

The girl's face is childish, but there is a hint of arrogance between her eyebrows. The hands wrapped around her chest are wearing a pair of snow-white gloves that are neither gold nor iron, as thin as cicada wings.

"Xue Shi, you have been studying "Seven Interpretations of Anti-Guan" recently. Today, I will let you practice with this 'Seven-Eyed Wolf Spider'." The old man's voice was mellow and understated.

"Eight minutes, grandpa, I will solve the battle in eight minutes."

Ning Xueshi knelt down on one knee and opened an exquisite silver-white tool box.

The tool box is like an exquisite pagoda. When opened, it is divided into seven or eight layers. Each layer is filled with a dazzling array of strange-shaped harvesting tools, which are ten times finer than Mengyishan's adze, chisel, axe, and saw.

Swish swish swish!

The girl tapped her fingers lightly, and the blade danced like a butterfly on her fingertips.

Suddenly, the butterfly disappeared, and she snorted softly and looked to the side with dissatisfaction.

Tap tap tap, someone stumbled over at the other end of the street.

After fighting and harvesting all night long, his bladder hurt from exhaustion. Meng Chao was out of breath, holding his knees and gasping for air.

"Grandpa, there is someone."

Ning Xueshi raised her eyebrows and murmured in a low voice, "Do you understand the rules? You can also read my family's techniques casually?"

The old man looked up and couldn't help but smile when he saw the "Jiuxin" logo on Meng Chao's protective clothing and the red "internship" band on his arm.

"Forget it, I'm an intern at a small private company. I'm not a real reaper. Of course I don't understand the rules."

The old man said gently, "These little guys in society are actually very pitiful. They have no inheritance, cannot learn exquisite skills, and are easily injured when harvesting monsters. They risk their lives.

"Since he is motivated, let him take a look. How much he can learn depends on his fortune."

"Grandpa, your heart has become softer and softer recently."

Ning Xueshi was coquettish and glared at Meng Chao again, "Hey, you lucky little guy, you are interning nearby, but you come here to steal from me? You have some discernment.
Chapter completed!