"Damn it, you bullied someone too much. You bullied someone with a large number and bullied a small one. You are just a beast." Lin Fan held on to the tree, panting, feeling helpless.
I came here to collect points with great interest, but I didn't expect to encounter such a cunning and cunning group of people.
But whoever allowed himself to be so upright and get in their way could be considered excusable.
"You're cruel, just wait for me. If I finish you off in a few days, my surname will no longer be Lin." Lin Fan secretly swore in his heart that this was a loss of face, but it is not terrible to lose face. Just find it again next time.
A few days later.
Sect.
Lin Fan looked around and found no one, and hurried towards where he lived.
"Junior Brother Lin." At this moment, a voice came from behind.
Lin Fan turned his head, saw the person coming, and immediately smiled and said: "It turns out to be Senior Brother Zhang."
"Junior brother Lin, I heard from Lu Qiming that you took over the mission. How was it? Has the mission been completed?" Zhang Long asked.
"No, I didn't find the target. It was a waste of time. I'll come back first and plan to go take a look in a few days." He definitely couldn't say that he was scared away by the number of people on the other side. If he said this, he would have to No need to lose face.
Zhang Long nodded with understanding, "It's hard to do the task now. Those wanted by the sect are very slippery, and sometimes it depends on luck."
"Yes, I also discovered that these guys are really slippery. You said that I ran for so many days in vain. I didn't see a single person, so I could only return empty-handed." Lin Fan sighed, and then discovered that Zhang The dragon's energy and blood became thicker than before, and he couldn't help but change the subject, "Senior brother, have you achieved a breakthrough in your cultivation?"
Speaking of this, Zhang Long couldn't help but smile on his face.
"Lucky, lucky. This time the sect rewarded me. I used the accumulated money to exchange for a pill, and successfully broke through to the seventh level of body tempering."
"Senior brother, you are humble."
"Oh, by the way, junior brother, after a while, several of our senior brothers are going to take on a mission. At that time, junior brother will have to participate." Zhang Long said.
This was Zhang Long's intention to inform Lin Fan. The sect had many team tasks, and as long as they were completed, there would be generous rewards.
Especially after Zhang Long broke through to the seventh level of body tempering, he was full of confidence and wanted to earn a wave of rewards. However, he would definitely not forget Junior Brother Lin, so he wanted to take Junior Brother Lin with him.
"Sure, it's no problem. Senior brother, I won't say more for now. I'm feeling a little depressed and I have to go back to prepare." Lin Fan didn't want to say anything more now. When he came back this time, to put it bluntly, he had to When I studied grenades, I was too confident at the beginning and was directly taught how to be a good person.
But when I get the grenade out, I have to let them know how powerful it is.
Go home each.
Lin Fan had already learned the hand grenade manufacturing manual before and was very familiar with the making of grenades, but there were still problems.
The most primitive packaging materials must be solved first, and then the gunpowder.
The scrap metal here is not very valuable, or in other words, no one wants it, but for Lin Fan, this scrap metal is a must-have now, otherwise the grenade cannot be made.
Practice for one night.
The next day!
Lin Fan found tools and pushed the cart out.
"Junior Brother Lin, what are you going to do?" Lu Qiming was in a good mood when he saw Lin Fan coming back. However, he knew that Senior Brother Lin had not completed the task, so he did not mention it.
"Brother, go ahead and do your work. I'll collect some scrap metal." Lin Fan replied as he pushed the cart.
Lu Qiming was stunned and couldn't understand. What is Junior Brother Lin doing
Collect scrap metal
What do you need scrap metal for
It seems to be of no use.
On the street where sect disciples live.
Lin Fan held the gongs and drums in his hands and beat them loudly. Then he shouted at the top of his voice: "Don't miss it if you are passing by. Come and have a look and listen. It's definitely a good thing."
Some sect disciples stopped and looked at Lin Fan with some confusion.
I don’t know what this guy is going to do.
"Senior brother, are you going to perform a chest-breaking performance? It's been a long time since I left my hometown, and I haven't seen you for a long time." asked a disciple.
Lin Fan rolled his eyes and smashed your sister's big stone.
"Come and take a look. It's so simple to turn waste into money. We are collecting scrap metal now. If any of our brothers and sisters have scrap metal, please send it over quickly. One pound... one pound of Yanhua coins. I went to the wrong store. I haven’t left home anymore.”
Lin Fan shouted, he had now discovered that some disciples were so poor that when they heard that scrap metal could be sold for money, they would sell everything they could at home.
Sure enough, many disciples were shocked when they heard Lin Fan's words.
In their opinion, this scrap metal is worthless and no one wants it. However, the apprentices at the weapon refining hall do want these things. Because they are apprentices, they naturally have to practice, so they usually use scrap metal. , and it’s not worth a lot of money, and it’s usually given away for free. Now when they heard their fellow disciples saying that one pound of Yanhua coins, they all felt that they had heard wrong.
"Brother, are what you said true or false? You didn't lie to us, did you?" asked a disciple.
Lin Fan clapped his chest and promised, "Why are you lying to me? Children are innocent. If you have anything, send it over as soon as possible. Time is limited. I will have to change places later."
At this moment, some disciples got excited.
"Damn it, my weapon broke some time ago. I don't even know where I threw it. I have to find it quickly."
"Yes, yes, I have to look for it too. When will this thing become valuable?"
"Oh, let me go. I can only earn a few tens of Yanhua coins a day. I didn't expect that this scrap metal can be sold for so much money."
Many disciples became anxious. They had never thought that these things could be sold for money before, and they had thrown away all the things that should be thrown away. Now it is really not easy to find them back.
Lin Fan stood there with a smile on his face, feeling happy in his heart. It seemed that he would be able to gain a lot later.
But he also knew the purchasing power of Yanhua coins, and what he spent was wealth.
Thinking about it makes me feel a little distressed.
But once he thought of being able to make grenades, this idea disappeared.
However, something is wrong with this situation. There seem to be a few disciples here to sell things.
It couldn't be that it wasn't found.
"Brother, how much does my sword weigh?" The disciple's eyes flashed, as if he was looking forward to it.
Lin Fan looked at the scrap metal in his hand that was broken into three pieces and was still rusty. He padded it slightly and muttered to himself, this thing must weigh at least ten kilograms.
"Well, this is almost four, five, six, seven or eight pounds, so that's six pounds for you."
The disciple was stunned and said, "Senior brother, that's not right. I seem to be doing this more than anything else."
"Oh, this junior brother, it used to stop, but now it stops. Do you think it looks like it was bitten by an insect?" Lin Fan pointed to the yellow spots on the sword, which were densely packed with holes.
How did this disciple know the term "rusty"? In the blink of an eye, he was really blinded by Lin Fan.
"So, the inside of your sword has been eaten by insects, so the weight is light. Since this is your first business, let's count it at seven pounds, okay?" Lin Fan said, "You have to know , People like Senior Brother are not common anymore, they are just giving you benefits."
At the same time, he was murmuring in his heart, what the hell bugs eat, these teeth are really hard.
The disciple suddenly realized, "Thank you for your generosity, senior brother. Let's sell it at seven pounds."
Pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other hand, full of sincerity.
The disciple felt very happy when he took the money. Although it was not much, it was still one-fifth of what he could earn in a day.
Then he left happily.
He is now looking for more scrap metal to sell.
After receiving the first scrap metal, Lin Fan showed a bright smile, "Have any other brothers sold it? The road to wealth is right in front of you. If you miss it, it will be gone."
At this moment, a first-grade outer sect disciple swaggered past Lin Fan while smacking a nut in his hand. He tilted his head and spat out the kernel.
It stuck directly to Lin Fan's shoes, but the other party didn't seem to see it.
However, Lin Fan saw it.
"stop."
Arrogant, too arrogant. He ate in front of me and vomited his core in front of me without even apologizing. It was simply too much.