35: Chapter 35 I am the fat sheep

Captain Han looked at her: "What do you want to say?"

Su Wan shook her head: "Nothing, just a woman's intuition..."

"A kid from an ordinary family, entering the Mist Camp for the first time, killed Commander Leí Héng in five days and accumulated over thirty thousand points."

"A person like this is either protected by someone or has some problem."

Tieshan grew impatient: "Who cares if he has a problem? Isn't it fine to just kill him off?"

"We are three LV5s, are we still afraid of a kid who just became an Awakened?"

Captain Han ignored him and just looked at Su Wan.

"What are you worried about?"

Su Wan was silent for a few seconds: "I am worried that there really is someone behind him."

"What if he is the illegitimate child of some big shot, or was picked by some organization..."

Captain Han laughed.

"If there really was someone behind him, would they let him live alone in a dump like Laifu Inn?"

Su Wan opened her mouth, unable to speak.

Captain Han stood up and walked to the window.

"Tieshan is right. No matter what his background is, since he killed Commander Leí Héng, he must pay with his life."

"Tomorrow morning, go and kill his family first."

"I want to see him break down."

"At the same time, I want everyone to know that anyone who dares to kill my Dark Blade members must bear the wrath of Dark Blade!"

...

At this moment, Wang Lin was wearing that white cat mask, continuing to stroll through the black market.

This mask was indeed a bit eye-catching.

People around him would look over at him from time to time,

some covering their mouths to giggle, others laughing out loud.

"Hahaha, what kind of thing is this brother wearing? A cat?"

"And a white cat at that, so cute. Did you come to the black market to act cute?"

"Maybe it's his special hobby, hahaha..."

Wang Lin ignored the laughter.

He just continued walking forward, his gaze sweeping across the various stalls.

As he walked, he suddenly stopped.

There was a familiar stall in front of him.

The stall owner was a tall, thin man, standing there shouting: "Get your genetic serum!"

"genetic serum produced by Miracle Company!"

"Level 1 for 1000, Level 2 for 5000. Limited quantity, first come, first served!"

Wang Lin recognized him.

It was the same man who was selling genetic serum in the square when he first came to the Mist Camp.

At that time, he couldn't even afford a Level 1 serum and could only watch as others spent 5000 points to buy a Level 2 one.

The tall, thin man saw him, his gaze lingering on the white cat mask for a second, his mouth twitching,

but he still squeezed out a professional smile: "Brother, buying serum?"

"Level 1 for 1000, Level 2 for 5000. Which kind do you want?"

Wang Lin stood in front of the stall for two seconds, then turned and walked away.

To be honest, these genetic serums didn't hold much appeal for him.

A bottle of Level 2 costs 5000 points, but it only enhances the physical body and strength.

It's better to go into the Mist Forest and find a few Mist Beasts to devour; that's more cost-effective.

The boss watched his retreating back and cursed in a low voice:

"Looking even though you can't afford it, poor wretch."

The voice wasn't loud, but it drifted into Wang Lin's ears.

Wang Lin stopped, turned his head sharply, and stared at the tall, thin man.

Although his expression couldn't be seen through the white cat mask, his eyes were very calm.

So calm that it was like looking at a dead person.

The tall, thin man met those eyes, and the disdain on his face instantly froze.

It was as if he had been targeted by some wild beast, and fear instantly magnified.

Three seconds.

Only three seconds.

Wang Lin withdrew his gaze, turned his head, and continued walking forward.

The tall, thin man stood in place, his back already soaked with cold sweat.

He reached out to wipe his forehead: "Oh my... met a ruthless person..."

A stall owner next to him leaned over: "What's wrong?"

The tall, thin man swallowed his saliva: "Almost pissed myself..."

"That look... it carried killing intent; you could tell at a glance he had killed many people."

"This kind of person is not to be trifled with..."

The person next to him pointed at the tall, thin man's crotch and said: "It's not that you almost pissed yourself, you actually did..."

The tall, thin man: "..."

Wang Lin didn't pay any more attention to that person and walked into the shop next door.

This was a shop selling Disaster Cores, much larger than the outdoor stalls outside,

inside the glass counter, various colored cores were arranged neatly... red, blue, purple, yellow, emitting a faint glow under the lights.

Disaster Cores, this thing is the energy core condensed after a Mist Beast or disaster dies,

and is a great tonic for Awakened.

Absorbing the energy in the cores can increase ability levels.

Wang Lin needed this.

He had too many abilities now... Fire Element, Wind Element, Ice Element, Blade God, these are the abilities of an Awakened.

And Speed, Bone Spike, and Rockification brought by the Disaster Physique.

With so many abilities gathered together, the energy required is an astronomical figure.

Rather than fighting and killing, it's better to spend money to buy it.

There were still 29,600 points on his bracelet; keeping them was just keeping them, might as well spend them.

The boss was a middle-aged man in his fifties, wearing glasses, looking refined.

"Boss, do you have Level 2 and Level 3 cores?"

The boss looked up and glanced at him: "Yes... Level 2 is 1000, Level 3 is 10,000."

Wang Lin's eyebrow twitched.

Level 3 for 10,000?

This price is indeed a bit high.

But there's no choice, Level 1 cores are useless to him now, Level 2 are barely usable, and Level 3 have the best effect.

"Give me two Level 3s and five Level 2s."

The boss was stunned for a moment.

Several people nearby who were picking out cores were also stunned, turning their heads in unison to look at Wang Lin.

Two Level 3s, that's 20,000.

Five Level 2s, that's 5,000.

Adding up to 25,000.

This kid... is so rich?

The boss reacted, his eyes lighting up: "Alright! Please wait a moment!"

He turned and took two fist-sized cores from the cabinet behind him, purple, emitting a faint glow, Level 3 cores.

And took five smaller Level 2 cores.

"Take a look, the quality is very good, just transported from the depths of the Mist Forest."

Wang Lin took a look, the quality was indeed very good, there were even bloodstains on them!

He extended his wrist.

The boss picked up the instrument and scanned it.

Beep——

[ 29600 ] → [ 4600 ]

25,000 points, gone in an instant.

As for whether these cores are worth 25,000, only using them will tell.

He stuffed the cores into his bosom and turned to leave.

Behind him, those onlookers watching his retreating back, their eyes changed.

"This kid... wearing a cat mask, spending 25,000 without even blinking..."

"You can tell at a glance he's rich and stupid."

"His strength is probably not that great, otherwise who would wear that kind of mask?"

"Target him, a fat sheep..."

Several people looked at each other, nodded tacitly, and quietly followed him.

Wang Lin walked out of the shop and into the crowd.

He felt the gaze behind him.

Several of them.

From different directions.

Wang Lin's mouth curled up slightly.