180: A string of numbers

“Alright, here is your third-grade water-attribute cultivation technique. Please take it.”

Lin Feng was very happy because the sale of the cultivation technique was completed today.

Tong Changshan was also very happy because he felt that since the Martial Enhancement Pill and the Healing Pill sold so well on the black market, this cultivation technique could only sell even better.

Even though he was buying it now for 20,000 low-grade spirit stones, when it sold, the net profit could be several thousand or even 10,000 low-grade spirit stones.

Products from the train are always high-quality!

“Here’s the ticket money.” After Tong Changshan put away the cultivation technique, he didn't forget to buy another train ticket.

Although he used to feel that the spiritual energy here was very abundant when he cultivated on the train, it didn't help much due to his low talent, but after drinking the train exclusive water, this problem was no longer an issue.

He must come every day, day after day!

Could he miss out on riding the train?

“Welcome aboard this train. Please sit down and hold on tight.”

Tong Changshan casually found a seat and sat down, while Lin Feng went to check his sales progress:

“Current train sales progress: Martial Enhancement Pill (8/10), Healing Pill (8/10), cultivation technique (4/4 achieved), train exclusive water (33/30 achieved).”

Two of the four tasks had been completed, and Lin Feng was very satisfied with his business capabilities.

He was already looking forward to the next upgrade.

He wondered what changes the train would undergo after upgrading to Level 4.

...“Is this the weapon you chose?”

In the forest, Feng Zhi looked at the long spear Wang Yi took out, his expression surprised: “It’s rare to get into the armory once, and you still chose this kind of long weapon. Didn’t you already have a long spear before?”

Wang Yi nodded and said, “I still feel that this longer weapon is more suitable for me. I am a Beast Tamer. If someone wants to attack me, a long-range weapon can block them in advance.”

“That does make some sense…” Feng Zhi paused, then said.

Ge Yunying looked at the long spear and said, “A long range is certainly good, but what if the opponent moves too fast and gets close to you early? It seems both a long spear and a long staff wouldn’t be able to rescue you in time, right?”

“This…” Wang Yi thought for a moment, “That’s true, but I still think a longer weapon is better.”

“This long spear of yours is inlaid with four second-tier beast crystals, which is not bad. It’s a dual-core weapon with considerable destructive power.” Ge Yunying examined it carefully and said, “But your Beast Taming Bureau’s armory should have better weapons, right? Why didn’t you choose a three-core one?”

Ge Yunying also had her own weapon, but it was just a weapon not inlaid with beast crystals, so its destructive power was very low.

Weapons were also categorized by grade. First was the weapon's own forging material; the more rare the ore used, the better it was.

Secondly, it depended on the beast crystals inlaid on it.

The higher the grade and the greater the number of beast crystals inlaid on a weapon, the higher the weapon's grade and the stronger its destructive power.

beast crystals could be inlaid by someone, but it cost spirit stones.

Weapon Refiners charged a lot, and the number of Weapon Refiners was even smaller than Alchemists. Because of this, the guild Outside the Bastion only had an Alchemy Hall, but no Weapon Refining Hall.

A Weapon Refiner who could inlay a first-tier beast crystal onto a weapon was called a first-level Weapon Refiner. One who could inlay a second-tier beast crystal was called a second-level Weapon Refiner. The best weapons in the Beast Taming Bureau were only those inlaid with third-tier beast crystals.

Even in the City Lord’s Mansion, there were no weapons with more than three cores.

This shows how rare Weapon Refiners were.

They were only slightly less rare than Espers.

“Even in our armory, there are only two or three three-core weapons. This dual-core one is enough for me,” Wang Yi put away the long spear.

“That’s true.” Feng Zhi deeply understood; three-core weapons were very rare. He had only seen one in the hands of the Director of the Beast Taming Bureau before.

Wang Yi kept thinking about the competition between the Three Great Powers that his master had told him about, and he was a bit distracted.

As they walked, they saw the green train.

“The green train is over there, let’s go take the train.” Feng Zhi quickly followed.

“Okay.”

“Welcome aboard this train. Please sit down and hold on tight. Please purchase a ticket upon boarding. The fare is 150 low-grade spirit stones.”

After Wang Yi got on the train, he waved his hand and took out a stack of spirit stone vouchers: “I’ll deposit some more. Divide these into two portions: one deposited under my name, and the other under my Mystic Horned Beast’s name.”

He was really afraid of being scammed by Lin Feng, so this time he directly topped up for his Mystic Horned Beast as well.

“Alright.”

Since there was a generous person willing to pay, Lin Feng naturally accepted all comers.

Wang Yi then summoned his Mystic Horned Beast and let it go cultivate first.

Feng Zhi and Ge Yunying also each took out spirit stones to buy tickets. The ticket numbers had already reached 254.

“Hey, is today’s train exclusive water sold out?” Feng Zhi looked at the small table next to the train door; there was nothing on it except a menu.

The three of them hadn't come to buy water this morning. They had indeed thought it might sell out, but seeing it actually sold out, he still felt a bit regretful.

Lin Feng was actually a little puzzled because all three bottles of train exclusive water this morning were bought by Ximen Chuifeng.

This guy hadn't ridden the train for several days.

But then, early this morning, as soon as Lin Feng came out of maintenance mode, he saw Ximen Chuifeng face to face.

He didn’t say any extra words, getting straight to the point, giving Lin Feng 2,100 low-grade spirit stones, and then taking all three bottles of water.

That’s why when Tong Changshan came to buy water earlier, there was none.

“Isn’t it normal for it to be sold out? Come and cultivate quickly, time is pressing.” Wang Yi had already sat down next to his Mystic Horned Beast.

“Oh.” Feng Zhi also felt bad about the train ticket he had paid for, so he quickly sat down.

Meanwhile, Ximen Chuifeng, who had bought all of today’s train exclusive water, was at home studying the items Zhuang Sanming had passed to him.

“This bottle is also unclear…”

These items were too old and had been exposed to wind and sun, making it difficult for Ximen Chuifeng to observe anything on them.

But these were clues that Zhuang Sanming had passed to him at great risk to his life, so he had to study them carefully.

Not a single clue could be missed.

“Wait, it seems like something is written here.”

Ximen Chuifeng, holding a magnifying glass, saw a string of numbers on something resembling a medicine box.

“9… 7? 97?”

He frowned slightly. What did this mean?

Was it a drug batch number, a lot number, or something else?

There seemed to be a few more numbers after that, but they were completely illegible.

“97, 97… What exactly does it mean?”

Ximen Chuifeng stood up and paced around the living room table.

Suddenly, he stopped, looked up, and had a look of sudden realization: “Wait, could 97 refer to the 97th Stronghold?!”