"Meng, Brother Meng, can you heal my grandfather's injury?" Ning Xueshi couldn't believe it, but couldn't help but want to believe it.

Ever since my grandfather was poisoned, he has been seeking medical advice everywhere, and all methods have been exhausted.

But the Purple-crowned Viper King is a new species that has just mutated. Most doctors, reapers and alchemists have never seen it, so how can they prescribe the right medicine?

The dignified white-haired Ghost Hand, because the snake venom eroded the nerves, the proud "Ghost Hand" was abolished, the "divine pupil" that could penetrate the organs of super beasts was destroyed, 90% of his original ability was lost, and he no longer regained his former glory, and even

He was bullied by Xiaoxiao in the circle, saying that he should retire and take care of himself.

Now, the intern popping up on the side of the road...

In front of Meng Chao's eyes, a message flashed:

【Do you want to start the first treatment mission? 】

[Task Tips: Resources are the fuel for the advancement of civilization, and resource collectors are the most important arms of civilization. Curing Ningshewo will make a certain contribution to the rise of Dragon City]

[Task period and reward: After one month, according to Ning Shewo’s recovery from injuries, the contribution value ranging from 200 to 2000 will be calculated]

"Turn on!"

Meng Chao liked elite monsters the most, and he said cheerfully: "I can try it, but the treatment of this unknown snake venom is very troublesome. There is no ready-made antidote formula at all. Maybe I can only find a few messy ideas."

"That's very good. I know a thing or two about most of the detoxification formulas, but today's doctors don't even have any ideas." Ning Shewo smiled bitterly.

With his connections, he can get most of the rare medicinal materials, and he has friendships with many senior alchemists. The key is the idea of ​​the formula.

The old man originally wanted to talk about the cost of treatment, but firstly he didn't have much cash in his account, and secondly, given his unfathomable background, offering three to five million would be an insult to him.

After pondering for a moment, Ning Shewo's eyes lit up: "Meng Xiaoyou just said that he was planning to open a resource recycling company?"

"Yes, do you care about Mr. Ning?" Meng Chao asked half-seriously.

Ning Shewo smiled and said: "I don't take the care seriously, but is Meng Xiaoyou interested in signing a contract with the Thunder Team to harvest monsters?"

"Thunder?" Meng Chao seemed to have heard of this name.

"The Thunder Team was founded by Lei Qianjun, the five-star extraordinary 'Wind Thunder Sword'. In addition to him, there are two four-star extraordinarys, five three-star extraordinarys, and dozens of one-star and two-star extraordinary ones. They are quite powerful and their reputation is well-known.

"

Ning Shewo raised his white beard and said, "Last year, they killed 125 super beasts alone, and countless ordinary monsters. There is absolutely no problem with the source of the corpses, and the distribution ratio is easy to say. Thunder hired me as a

Director of Resource Planning, general contracts, I can negotiate."

Meng Chao thought seriously: "My company is still planning, and its technical strength is temporarily limited. Let's not talk about super beasts. Ordinary monsters are fine - not too many. For a team like the Thunder, just drop a small order from your fingers and you can do it."

It's enough for us to live on.

"In this case, the dragon wolf spider's venom sac cannot be stored for a long time, so you should find someone to concoct it first, right? I'll be working over there on Wufu Road, and it will probably take a while. You can find someone to collect the materials, and you can come over and have a chat."

After collecting a round sum of 800,000 and transferring the money using his mobile phone, Meng Chao returned home with a full load.

The two grandfathers and grandsons looked at his retreating figure with emotion.

"Xue Shi, this little friend Meng is not simple. You have the opportunity to make a good friend." Ning Shewo said.

Ning Xueshi didn't know what she thought of, so she blushed and whispered, "Grandpa, even if he is really powerful, I don't necessarily need to make friends with him!"

"Of course, there are so many young people with rich backgrounds and unique skills in Dragon City. Do I want my own granddaughter to just flatter them?"

Ning Shewo glared, "Skills and background are secondary. I let you make friends with Meng Xiaoyou mainly because of his words."

"Which sentence?"

"He is not interested in money, he just wants to contribute to society."

"Grandpa, no, do you believe this kind of nonsense?"

"Haha, when your grandfather was young, he was known as the 'Magic Eyes and Ghost Hands'. My "Jade Testing Method" can not only see through the heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys of monsters, but also tell whether he is lying from the subtle muscle changes on a person's face.

"Although most of my eyes are now disabled, you are still dozens of years old and still can't see the depth of a hairy boy?"

Ning Shewo twisted his beard and said, "I don't know whether the first half of the sentence, 'not interested in money,' is true or false, but when Meng Xiaoyou said that he was determined to contribute to society, the light in his eyes shone, and he was definitely sincere."

"Huh?" Ning Xueshi was confused for the first time.

In this era of monsters and rampant materialism, is there really a strange man who doesn't love money but only loves to make contributions?

Looking at Meng Chao's long-disappeared back, Miss Ning was confused.

…

Meng Chao carries a huge sum of money, walks lightly, and feels cheerful from every pore.

The thought of opening the account in front of his dad later frightened him, and even asked him if he had done something bad. If he didn't hurry up and reveal the answer, his dad's expression, ha!

Back to Wufu Road, hey, why can't I see half a person?

On the contrary, there was a faint quarrel coming from the material refrigerated truck.

Shen Rongfa's scream was particularly harsh: "Two hundred and eighty thousand, Lao Meng, I gave you a bargain!"

Meng Chao's pupils shrank and he ran over.

I saw the harvesters crowding behind my father, and the frost-beaten eggplants seemed to be drooping their heads.

Shen Rongfa was like a victorious fighting cock, gesticulating and spitting.

Two hunky-backed bodyguards waved electric shock batons behind him, and the electric arc crackled.

"Brother Zhou, what's wrong?"

Meng Chao suppressed his anger and grabbed a reaper.

Zhou Qiankun's wrist was extremely thick, and when Meng Chao pulled it, he still screamed out in pain.

"Ah Chao, you're here." He said with a grimace, "Your father went to Shen Rongfa and wanted to buy the spiritual nerve ball. It seemed that Shen Rongfa offered a high price but still refused to sell it. The two of them pulled and pulled, and unexpectedly, something

It broke."

"What!"

Meng Chao was startled. He looked along the cracks and saw that the memory was cracked and the stabilizing liquid flowed all over the floor. When it came into contact with the air, it immediately started to foam.

The monster material was directly exposed to the air, and the shell that was originally as clear as topaz became faintly black.

The spiritual nerve ball is a very sensitive material. Even if it is placed in a stabilizing fluid, it cannot withstand severe bumps and vibrations.

The memory cannot be completely sealed, otherwise the violent spiritual energy will have nowhere to vent and become a biochemical bomb at any time.

Improper storage of this material and degradation of quality are common during harvesting.

A spiritual neurosphere in perfect condition can be sold for about 300,000 yuan. Now that the condition has dropped by two or three levels, it will sell for 70,000 to 80,000 yuan, which is not bad.

"Wait a minute, why does my dad buy the spiritual nerve ball? Can he afford it?" Meng Chao was a little confused.

Zhou Qiankun gave him a troubled look.

Meng Chao understood instantly: "My dad wants to heal my wounds and let me get into college!"

Zhou Qiankun sighed: "This is a big deal."

Meng Yishan's eyes were as red as briquettes in a stove. He stared blankly at the foam on the ground, but he didn't see his son struggling to squeeze over.

"Lao Meng, give me a quick word." Shen Rongfa said impatiently, "Both Ah Xiong and Ah Bao saw that you accidentally broke the material."

"this……"

Meng Yishan's mind was in a mess. The images from a moment ago were spinning like a kaleidoscope. He clearly remembered that the thing accidentally fell to the ground when it was in Shen Rongfa's hands.

But there is no surveillance here, and there are two bodyguards who testify for Shen Rong, and he is still working under them.

This is simply not clear.

"dad!"

At this time, Meng Yishan heard his son's voice.

The middle-aged man's head buzzed, and he forced out an awkward smile, "What are you doing here? Go back, you have nothing to do here, go to the camp to rest for a while, go, go!"

"What happened? Did we really break the thing?" Meng Chao stepped forward and supported his father.

Looking over his father's shoulder, he stared coldly at the menacing Shen Rongfa.

Fragments of past life memories surged, and some very sharp things stimulated cells and nerves.

It made him want to punch out all the teeth in Shen's mouth.

Shen Rongfa snorted and didn't even bother paying attention to the boy who hadn't even graduated from high school.

"Achao, you can't control this matter." Meng Yishan saw his son's tiger-like eyes and was afraid that he would be impulsive, so he hurriedly said, "This is a mess."

Meng Chao knew that his father was the most serious and responsible person in his work.

If he really broke it, he would never be vague about it.

Since it's a "confused account", nine times out of ten, it's not Dad's fault.

Meng Chao's eyes fell on a folding table next to the refrigerated truck, with several plates of beautifully packaged self-heating dishes and wine.

When dad brought the materials, Mr. Shen and two bodyguards were having supper.

The front-line harvesters worked hard most of the night, just eating high-energy nutritional supplements that looked like a paste. These bastards didn't eat well, and their hands were all greasy.

Meng Chao knelt on one knee and studied the remaining traces on the memory casing.

Then, he raised his head suddenly and stared into Shen's eyes.
Chapter completed!