Chapter 167 Chance Encounter
A month passed.
The martial law in Tiandou City was gradually lifted over time.
People who had been stuck at home for a long time went out to relax, and the broad streets returned to their former liveliness and prosperity.
In the outer city of Tiandou City, on a certain street.
Oscar walked forward with his pockets in his pockets. His handsome face and charming peach blossom eyes attracted the admiring glances of countless young girls on the street.
"Alas." Oscar pretended to sigh, and this slightly melancholy expression made the admiration in the eyes of those girls even more serious.
Seeing this, he was secretly proud:
"My face attracts so many girls. It seems that being too handsome is a sin!"
"I deliberately shaved my beard before going out today. It was indeed the right decision. Although it is a little troublesome, it is worth it just because these girls have a 100% return rate."
Oscar went out today to buy one thing: a rice spoon for cooking.
As a food-type martial arts genius with innate soul power, Oscar has a luxurious private room in Shrek Academy (after Yu Xiaogang left, Liu Erlong gave Lanba Academy to Flender, and the academy was renamed Shrek from then on.) The kitchen serves as his exclusive mimicry training ground.
Not long ago, the wooden handle of the rice spoon in the kitchen broke and needed to be replaced with a new one.
After Oscar reported this matter to Flender, the stingy Flender told him that he was already an independent student and that he should learn to solve these things by himself and that students should not worry about it.
To put it bluntly, what Flanders meant was that the academy would not help him get a new rice spoon, and that Oscar would have to spend his own money to buy a new one.
A rice spoon is not worth much, which makes Oscar have a deeper understanding of Flender's stingy, stingy, stingy and other beautiful qualities.
At the same time, Oscar also missed the days when Liu Erlong was the dean of the college.
Thinking of this, Oscar couldn't help but complain:
"If Aunt Erlong was still the dean, for such a trivial matter as changing a rice spoon, I wouldn't need this great genius to go out and buy it myself."
"Since President Friend took office, he has held all the money in his hands and refused to let go. He is reluctant to spend it anywhere, which has resulted in less and less operating funds for the college."
When the rice spoon broke, Tiandou City was under martial law.
As a result, Oscar has been delaying until the ban is lifted today before he can go out and buy things.
Oscar walked briskly and soon walked into a street full of street stalls, intending to buy what he wanted here.
Although a rice spoon is not valuable, this is Tiandou City, the imperial capital of the Tiandou Empire, and prices are much more expensive than other places.
He has always been careful about money. There are cheap items on the street stalls, so of course he will not go to the kitchenware store to buy expensive ones. Even if the quality on the street stalls is a little worse, it doesn't matter.
Street stalls, stalls selling goods.
The stall owners here are diverse, and they sell a wide variety of things, including all kinds of weird and weird things.
Kitchen utensils such as rice spoons are sold here, but it is not easy to find one selling rice spoons among so many vendors.
Among the people passing by, Oscar looked around, looking for a vendor selling rice spoons.
"Damn! There are too many people!"
The bustling crowd on the street blocked Oscar's sight, seriously affecting his efficiency.
Oscar also expressed his understanding of this situation.
After all, during the martial law period in Tiandou City, not many people were qualified to go out on the streets, and most people could only stay at home.
People had been holding back at home for a month, and finally waited until the ban was lifted. Naturally, there were too many people on the streets.
The entrance on the other side of the street. In a luxurious carriage, Ning Rongrong walked out of the carriage wearing a white hood and a white cloak.
"So many people? It's hard to find!"
Looking at the density of the crowd on the street ahead, Ning Rongrong glanced at her eyebrows hidden under her hood, and a trace of disgust flashed through her calm eyes.
She lowered her head and took out a piece of nine-colored satin from her sleeve.
It was a nine-color silk that looked as if it were an immortal, but she only had half of it in her hand.
Half a month ago, Ning Rongrong was walking in the Zongmen Castle and walked into the woods where she usually walked. She found this nine-color shawl on the branch of a small tree.
Ning Rongrong curiously took the nine-color shawl on the tree branch and examined it carefully.
Soon, she discovered that as a highly educated sect heir, she could not recognize what material this nine-color shawl was made of.
Suddenly, she subconsciously poured her soul power into the nine-color silk cloth, but unexpectedly it absorbed all of it, causing the silk cloth to emit a faint nine-color light.
Ning Rongrong quickly figured out the strangeness of this object.
The nine-color shawl is like a special soul tool that is both offensive and defensive. It can not only transform into various weapons to attack, but also emit a nine-color light shield to resist attacks.
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The way to use it is to inject soul power into it, and then you can control it to attack or defend as you like.
After learning that this object was so magical, Ning Rongrong immediately told his father about the nine-color silk scarf.
After Ning Fengzhi learned about it, he immediately associated the origin of the nine-color silk with the twenty-six shooting stars that night.
The speculation in his mind made Ning Fengzhi tell Ning Rongrong the legend of becoming a god at level 100, and told his daughter that the nine-color shawl was probably a legendary artifact.
As for why there was only half of the nine-color shawl, Ning Fengzhi looked at the crack at one end of the shawl and thought that the meteor collided with other meteors during the fall, which caused the shawl to be torn.
Ning Fengzhi did not take possession of this nine-color shawl, which was suspected to be an artifact, but gave it back to Ning Rongrong for use.
Early this morning, the nine-color robe suddenly moved, secretly guiding Ning Rongrong to a certain place.
Ning Rongrong had already guessed that the nine-color Pi silk was guiding her to find Pi silk's other half.
"Dad said that this nine-color shawl is a magical artifact. If I can complete it, I might be able to obtain the inheritance from the legendary gods."
"Ning Rongrong, you have to believe in yourself. You can overcome it for the sake of the sect!"
At the entrance of the street, Ning Rongrong cheered for herself.
Isn't it just a walk in the crowd, nothing to be afraid of.
If your clothes get dirty, just change them into new ones. Just ignore the smell of sweat.
After taking a deep breath, Ning Rongrong mustered up the courage to walk into the street in front of her.
Guided by the nine-colored shawl in her hand, Ning Rongrong did not get lost in the crowded crowd, but walked purposefully toward the street.
As Ning Rongrong continued deeper into the streets, the guidance given to her by the nine-colored shawl in her hand became stronger and stronger.
Soon, Ning Rongrong stopped in front of a stall.
"Hello, how can I sell this half of silk (this rice spoon)?"
The sound in her ears made Ning Rongrong turn around and meet Oscar's eyes looking at her.
(End of chapter)