Chapter 88 - Return Gift
“Gem?”
Chen Fei looked at the shiny thing in front of him in shock.
Not far away, female executive manager Hana Gagel could not help but widen her eyes. She felt that her blood pressure was a little high and her breathing began to quicken.
She never expected that this newcomer, who had only been employed for a month, would be able to have such a harmonious relationship with the gold-type dragon in just two or three days, and they would become friends with each other.
The female golden giant dragon gave away such a good thing as if she had taken ecstasy.
“This is the third-level light-based magic beast crystal core, prepared for your little bird. Clodia said that you have spiritual power, so you should establish a contract with it as soon as possible. This crystal core can Let the pure light sparrow's bloodline advance. In the Firmament Star, as long as it is a monster, no matter how weak it is, if you trace the bloodline, your ancestors have almost done something heroic. If you are lucky, If it is good enough, even a first-level Pure Light Bird can become a good pet.”
Iridium is a gold-type dragon that does not have mental power and cannot be used. It requires mental power to open. The space is a storage magic weapon, but it can reserve some cavities inside its body to store some things that are not large in size.
The bigger the gold dragon is, the more things it can hold.
“This is too valuable, I can’t accept it.”
Chen Feizhi waved his hand. He had once used a first-class magic potion. Not only did he save his life, but he also recovered as before.
However, even the huge bonuses given by the company could not completely offset the internal employee parity of this "Life Complex" potion, and it also added to the original debt.
Of course he knows very well that as long as anything is related to the magic level of "status", it will not be cheap.
Warcraft crystal core and the special mineral magic crystal are both specialties of the Sky Star. The former is the core of the magic elements of Warcraft, and the latter is the product of the natural condensation of magic elements. The higher the level of the two, the better the texture. The purer it is, the degree of crystallization of the element represents the degree of enrichment.
Like Blue Star's Mithril, Firmament Star's Magical Beast Crystal Cores and Mineral Magic Crystals are also very scarce resources. It is not enough for one's own use, and the trade quota that can be used is never very large.
Human-level Warcraft crystal cores are already very rare, let alone status-level Warcraft crystal cores.
Chen Fei could imagine how hot the third-level Warcraft crystal core that Yilan handed to him was.
As if attracted by the light element energy emitted from the crystal core of the light magic beast, the "little chirp" of the pure light bird on Chen Fei's shoulder wanted to fly over, but he didn't dare to, and he was very tangled in it. Turn around.
"You can take it with confidence as I give it to you. Anyone who dares to snatch it will be the enemy of the dragon clan."
The tail of the female gold-type dragon will directly raise her status to the third level. The crystal core of the light magic beast hit Chen Fei's chest, causing him to stumble backward.
You have to have it if you want it, and you have to have it if you don't want it.
Yi Lan said it very firmly, and even the consequences of the Warcraft crystal core getting into Chen Fei's hands were solved at once.
Those who have ulterior motives don’t say whether they have the courage to make enemies of the dragon clan. Even if they are noticed by a giant gold dragon, no one will be able to sleep peacefully.
"Then...I have no choice but to take it. I'm very sorry. I don't have anything good here as a gift in return."
Chen Fei had no choice but to accept this precious Warcraft crystal core. I am so poor that I can't afford any decent gifts.
As soon as the crystal core of the light magic beast came into the hands of Chen Fei's father, the pure light sparrow immediately pounced on it politely. It pecked the surface of the crystal core with its small sharp beak. Each peck would arouse a small spark-like fire. Light spots, these light spots did not dissipate in the air, but seemed to have some attraction, and they all disappeared into Xiao Jiu's body.
The female executive manager who was eavesdropping on the conversation between Chen Fei and Yi Lan raised her eyebrows and was about to say something.
But Chef Abel from the base canteen came over, put his arm around Chen Fei's shoulders, and bravely said: "There is a gift, it is definitely a surprise."
"Hey ! Mr. Abel, you..."
Chen Fei was shocked, that is, Yilan was not as easy to talk to others as she was to him.
"Wait a minute, I'll be back soon."
Chef Abel turned around and ran away without hesitation, running away in a hurry.
It is hard to imagine that such a middle-aged greasy man with a big belly can run so fast, and maybe there is a little trace of escaping in embarrassment.
“Actually, it doesn’t matter if you don’t have it, I don’t care!”
If you don’t look at it, Yilan’s voice still sounds quite cute.
He didn't look angry, so Chen Fei breathed a sigh of relief and quickly apologized for Mr. Chef's recklessness, for fear that Yilan would hold a grudge. After all, the gold dragon was notoriously petty.
"Don't worry about Mr. Abel, he is not a bad person!"
"It doesn't matter, for the sake of being a friend, I still have to give him this face."
Maybe Because she was finally able to eat enough and take it away, the female golden dragon had a rare good temper.
If it were any other time, I am afraid it would be: I am hungry, don’t suffer from labor!
Otherwise, just slapping him with his paw would be polite.
Chef Abel comes back just as quickly as he leaves.
After a while, he ran back dancing and dancing. This guy is really brave!
It seems that the previous move was not a sudden one.
"Xiao Chen, give it this!"
Chef Abel was running out of breath, but he stuffed the things he carried along the way into Chen Fei's hands.
This is a large single-handled wok, with a diameter of about 34 centimeters. The inside of the pot is black and shiny, as if it is coated with a layer of black piano paint, shining brightly in the sun.
If you guessed correctly, it should be the heirloom of Mr. Chef, an artifact specially used to open a small stove. The pot is still there after death, and it can be passed down to ten generations.
"Titanium cauldron?"
"Mithril cauldron?"
Chen Fei and Yi Lan recognized it at the same time. Although the names were different, they referred to the same thing.
"Mr. Abel, this is yours..."
Before Chen Fei said the words "heirloom", Mr. Chef waved his hand nonchalantly.
“It’s just a pot, you can buy it again later, 4000 stars, I’ll charge it to you first, don’t be in a hurry to pay it back.”
One code equals one code, Chef Abel’s Jianghu's rescue can be regarded as resolving Chen Fei's urgent need.
A pure titanium pot is enough to buy 20 brand-name iron pots from large manufacturers, or 400 iron pots from small factories, or even more.
As long as pots do not contain toxic substances such as heavy metals, there is not much difference at all. Whether it is easy to use or not depends entirely on the level of one's craftsmanship. What the hell is it not sticky? Layer, it's all nonsense, not worth a piece of fat pork.
“This is my return gift.”
Chen Fei was right. Titanium, which is called mithril in the Firmament Star, has a lot of reserves in the Blue Star. There are even some There are some that are used to make high-end civilian products, but the price is very expensive, but it is easier to obtain than the firmament star anyway. Anyone who uses mithril as a cooking pot is definitely out of his mind.
For the gold-type dragon, it is just right as a return gift for the crystal core of a third-level monster.
As soon as his hand was loosened, Chen Fei caught it empty. The 34cm titanium pot in his hand instantly appeared on the tail of Yilan. The female gold dragon said with surprise and joy: "Chen Fei, thank you for your gift." , I like it very much.”
In the eyes of the gold dragon, a third-level Warcraft crystal core may not be worth this pot of mithril.
"As long as you like it."
Chen Fei breathed a long sigh of relief and looked at Chef Abel gratefully. This was a big help.
"Hey hey hey..."
Chef Abel proudly gave Chen Fei a thumbs up, happy that he could help Chen Fei.
Everyone is awesome, each other.
“Yilan, let’s go!”
The urging voice of the spiritual magic dragon Claudia came.
The four sky knights of the Silan Dynasty have already gathered around the magic dragon.
"Coming, coming!"
The single-handled titanium pot with a diameter of 34 cm has iridium wrapped around the tip of its tail, looking like a lollipop.
Suck...
Even Chen Fei had an appetite for no reason.
Seeing the "lollipop" on Iridium's tail, Claudia asked in confusion: "What are you holding?"
"Mithril!"
The female gold dragon showed off and handed it to the spiritual dragon for a closer look.
“What a waste of natural resources!”
The spiritual magic dragon Claudia looked down upon it.
But the four human aerial knights suddenly brightened up, this souvenir is really good. Mithril is a good thing, everyone will want it.
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(End of this chapter)