83: Chapter 83: Getting the Brush 83: Chapter 83: Getting the Brush Zhang Xiaoman “gulped” down a mouthful of saliva, just now, a terrifying thought suddenly popped up in his mind:
What if these baozi had to be eaten all at once to trigger the healing effect, what then?
Shaking his head, Zhang Xiaoman temporarily put aside those thoughts, as the issue was simply too “heavy.”
He opened the mall interface to take a look, where two new items had been added.
One was the [Sunshine Aged Leather Armor Cloak], priced at 70 points.
The other was [Baozi], priced at only 5 points.
Zhang Xiaoman reviewed the items in the mall, which were already quite substantial, and gradually summarized so patterns of the system.
As of now, the items produced by the system had been categorized into four types: Items, Equipnt, Skills, and Consumables.
Among them, consumables seed the easiest to upgrade, needing only two upgrades to go from white to blue.
In contrast, the cloak required four upgrades to reach the sa quality.
And the point prices for consumables were generally lower as well.
A green Divine Grace could be bought for rely 20 points, whereas a green cloak was priced at 70.
As for other aspects, since the only item in the ordinary category currently in the mall was a hearthstone, its pattern was not yet certain.
The skill category varied in price, the previously upgraded Sky Shattering needed only 20 points, while the later upgraded Sand Soldier Appearance skill was priced as high as 200 points.
Zhang Xiaoman was quite frustrated by this, as he had planned to purchase another Sand Soldier Appearance skill for his mother’s use, which would not only greatly increase safety but also provide an additional and considerable combat force when necessary.
However, the sky-high price of 200 points made him think twice, and he realized the system’s approach to skills still required further exploration.
Closing the mall interface, overall, Zhang Xiaoman felt this upgrade and draw were quite profitable, as his strength had once again greatly improved.
…
At noon, Zhang Xiaoman was awakened from his sleep by the ringing of a phone call, checking the caller ID, it was an unfamiliar number.
After answering the call, a familiar voice ca through imdiately.
Zhang Xiaoman felt the voice was familiar; after the other party spoke a few more words, he suddenly rembered it was Wu Feng.
“Mr.
Zhang, the item you ordered has arrived.
Are you available to pick it up now, or should I deliver it to you directly?”
Zhang Xiaoman, hearing this, was imdiately delighted, the long-awaited Nine-color Mixed Brush had finally arrived!
“Thank you, Captain Wu.
Here’s what we’ll do, please deliver it to the vicinity of No.1 Middle School.
I just so happen to have so business there.”
The person on the other end agreed readily, and after they briefly confird the address one more ti, they ended the call.
Zhang Xiaoman quickly changed clothes, primarily because he needed to buy so ink, as he did not practice calligraphy regularly and hence did not have such items at ho.
No.1 Middle School was both a junior high and high school, and also Zhang Xiaoman’s alma mater.
Even though it was sumr vacation, students would still co for classes every so often.
Therefore, the nearby stationery stores didn’t miss out on business and were open as usual without delay.
After purchasing ink and rice paper from a stationery store he often visited during his school days, Zhang Xiaoman went outside to find a Rolls-Royce already parked by the roadside.
The car window rolled down, and inside was Wu Feng’s handso and resolute face, which was now smiling and greeting him.
“Captain Wu, you’ve really outdone yourself, braving such hot weather to make a trip over here,” Zhang Xiaoman said as he approached and spoke to the other man.
Wu Feng waved his hand and said, “Mr.
Zhang is too polite.
By rights, I should have delivered it directly to your door.
Instead, you’ve had to co out to et .”
As he spoke, he took a black paper bag from the passenger seat.
Zhang Xiaoman took it and looked inside, finding a beautifully crafted small box.
“Mr.
Su had sothing co up this afternoon, so he couldn’t make it himself, but he asked to pass on a ssage to Mr.
Zhang—don’t forget about dinner tonight.”
Zhang Xiaoman closed the bag, his gaze returning to Wu Feng, and said, “Don’t worry, I haven’t eaten all day just waiting for tonight’s feast.”
Wu Feng restarted the car and said, “Then I won’t disturb Mr.
Zhang any longer, we can et again in the evening.”
A mont later, as Zhang Xiaoman watched the other man’s taillights disappear into the distance, he couldn’t help but sigh inwardly:
“A luxury car is sothing else, all showy and impressive.
I wonder when I’ll be able to get one for myself.”
Suddenly, he reconsidered, “Wait a minute, I have a car that can go to the sky in my bedroom, way above all these earthly trappings.
Ah, I just don’t know when I’ll be able to drive it openly.”
Halting the chaotic thoughts in his mind, Zhang Xiaoman dutifully hailed a rideshare to head back.
In light of the anomaly event last ti, he hasn’t used the hearthstone to teleport in highly surveilled areas in recent tis.
At ho, Zhang Xiaoman couldn’t wait to open the small box Su Fu had sent.
Inside was the Nine-color Mixed Brush required to activate the Sect Establishnt Order.
“I hope the system doesn’t ask for dragon hair, phoenix feathers, or sothing like qilin fur…
otherwise, I’m afraid I might never activate this thing in my lifeti…”
He joined his hands in prayer, clutching the brush in his hands, mumbling continuous pleas for the System’s blessing.
The brush in Zhang Xiaoman’s hands was an oversized brush, and the colors of the bristles were a mixed jumble.
At first glance, it looked like an ordinary brown brush—nothing like the distinct and separate nine colors he had imagined.
This brush was quite large, which made it even more difficult to write with for soone like Zhang Xiaoman, who had almost forgotten how to hold a pen properly.
He dipped the brush in ink and began to practice his characters sloppily on rice paper, to prevent turning writing into scribbling on the Jade Token later on.
Recalling the brush writing thods he had learned in elentary school, Zhang Xiaoman earnestly wrote his na on the rice paper.
However, to his dismay, it took only a mont before his hands were almost completely covered in ink.
“Ah!
Why!
Why won’t my hands do what I want them to do!”
Irritated by the ss on the coffee table, Zhang Xiaoman felt like crying.
Finally, after another two grueling hours of practice, he could manage to write without making mistakes.
After considering the instructions on the Jade Token, which didn’t specify requirents for the handwriting or skill level, Zhang Xiaoman gritted his teeth and decided to go ahead with the actual task.
Rembering the vast and boundless aura that accompanied the Jade Token’s arrival the day before; Zhang Xiaoman’s heart swelled with anticipation.
Although it puzzled him that an ultimate item would be a “Sect Establishnt Order,” sothing from pay-to-win gas.
But none of this prevented his activation, and his mood at the mont was fully occupied by excitent and anticipation.
PS: I’ve been rejected for a contract twice now.
Is there anyone reading this?
Co on and show yourselves, give a little motivation (•̥́ˍ•̀ू).
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