"Wasn’t it just an overload battle with the enemies of the Eternal Sleep Clan?"
The old man’s eyes flickered, pondering sothing unknown.
Seeing the old man’s silence, Su Mo asked in confusion, "Is there a problem?"
"No problem, just that you’re not far from being done for."
The old man said coldly.
Hearing the old man’s words, Su Mo felt as if he’d been struck by lightning, forcing out an awkward smile: "Don’t joke with , how could that be?"
"Why couldn’t it be?"
The old man replied coldly.
"The doctors in Star Ring City told that with proper care, I could definitely recover. Besides, I do feel my body is gradually getting better."
Su Mo replied, half believing, half doubting.
"You’re right, you won’t die, for now, but what’s the use if you’re crippled? If you don’t believe , you can try the Super Neural Link."
The old man gave his verdict with extre indifference.
Su Mo took a deep breath, staring suspiciously at the old man; a strong sense of discord filled his mind.
He felt sothing was off, the old man’s sudden claim that he was done for felt eerily similar to those fortune tellers who predict doom from the lines on your face.
So, Su Mo asked the Fake Owner, the Swallower.
"Xiao Shi, why do I feel like this old man is setting up again?"
"You’d better believe him; there aren’t many in this world more reliable than him. If he says you won’t live past tomorrow, you’re likely to die that very night. If he says you’re about to be crippled, you’re probably not far from it."
The Fake Owner, the Swallower, replied without hesitation.
Su Mo’s mouth twitched uncontrollably, starting to suspect whether the Fake Owner, the Swallower, was colluding with the old man to set him up.
So, Su Mo cautiously looked at the old man and asked, "Do you have a way to resolve this?"
"I do."
The old man replied without any emotion.
Hearing this, Su Mo was more convinced it was a trap, only a fool would believe it!
So, Su Mo said without hesitation,
"Brother, please help !"
"..."
...
"Helping you isn’t out of the question."
The old man said hoarsely after a pause.
Hearing this, Su Mo’s heart jumped, and he quickly asked, "Is it free?"
"Do you think there’s anything free in this world? Free things are often the most expensive."
The old man poured cold water on Su Mo’s hopes.
"Uh, I’m just asking. What do I have to pay? We’re quite familiar with each other, maybe you could give a friendly price?"
Su Mo asked awkwardly.
"Since you’re still pleasing to the eye, you could do sothing for in return."
The old man laid out his conditions directly.
Hearing this, Su Mo beca imdiately alert and coughed, saying seriously, "Let’s not talk about doing things. Just tell how much money you want; doing things is out of the question."
No kidding, the tasks the old man assigns get increasingly difficult, and if you’re not careful, you’ll end up losing your life.
"Are you sure?"
The old man looked at Su Mo with so surprise.
"I’m sure, let’s talk money, clear accounts help maintain relationships well. Of course, I believe a righteous person like you wouldn’t scam , right?"
Su Mo said with a grin.
"Ten trillion Star Coins."
The old man nad the price with extre indifference.
Hearing the amount, Su Mo almost jumped up; wasn’t this blatantly extortionate? He said through clenched teeth.
"Isn’t that excessive? The compensation for the Kedora Planet Fortress incident was as much, and now you’re asking for 10 trillion Star Coins."
To be honest, if he could afford to offend the old man, Su Mo would have lashed out at him.
"That’s the price."
The old left no room for negotiation.
Su Mo, hearing this, forced a mismatched smile and negotiated with the old man, "How about we discuss a friendly price again? Just one task, as long as I can manage it, I’ll do it."
"Deal."
The old man responded coldly.
At this mont, Su Mo felt inexplicably pained, as if he’d been swindled again.
The Fake Owner, the Swallower, said to Su Mo deeply, "You’re lucky, you’ve scored another deal."
"Deal my foot, with a task worth ten trillion, who knows how hard it will be. This old man is getting more and more unscrupulous. I’d like to see how he plans to resolve it. If he dupes , I’m not letting him off."
Su Mo ranted to the Fake Owner, the Swallower.
"If you don’t trust him, you don’t have to agree."
The Fake Owner, the Swallower, rcilessly returned.
"Nonsense, the harder the task, the more ti there is to figure it out. If the body really breaks down, who do I cry to?"
Although heartbroken, Su Mo knew what was more important.
"At least you were smart enough not to act foolishly at the critical mont."
The Fake Owner, the Swallower, replied deeply.
Su Mo coughed, smiling at the old man, "So, how are you going to treat now?"
The old man gave Su Mo a cold glance and replied indifferently, "You go back first; I need to prepare. I’ll notify you when I’m ready."
Su Mo was slightly stunned, wondering what the old man was up to, needing to prepare was unprecedented.
"Alright, I’ll leave for now."
Su Mo said once he ca back to his senses.
The old man ignored Su Mo, tacitly allowing him to leave.
So Su Mo left the grocery store, feeling a wave of dizziness as he stepped out.
Though the old man’s issue was temporarily resolved, it seed Su Mo had gotten into even more trouble, the more he thought about it, the more his head ached.
Forget it, no point overthinking, Su Mo headed toward the Shadow.
Just then, Su Mo’s phone buzzed.
Su Mo was slightly startled, more accurately, everyone’s electronic devices were buzzing.
All around, people on the street stopped in their tracks, taking out their phones and bracelets.
Su Mo naturally did the sa, taking a glance at his phone.
"Special Announcent: Star Ring City announces a formal military enlistnt, recruiting from Birthplace No. 1, Birthplace No. 2, and the newly promoted twelve civilized nations. Candidates must have extraordinary abilities, a clean background, and absolute loyalty to Star Ring City. Those who pass the screening can join different series of Directly Commanded Army in Star Ring City based on their exam results, enjoying the best benefits....."
...
Seeing this information, Su Mo was quite surprised.
"Star Ring City is actually recruiting?"
The Fake Owner, the Swallower, replied, "There’s nothing surprising about it, the seeds painstakingly sown have borne fruit, of course, it’s ti to harvest. Don’t forget why Star Ring City drew you twelve civilizations over; wasn’t it to absorb nutrients? Now the ti is ripe."
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