"Finnie!"
Suddenly, a blond young man in a black windbreaker walked into the room.
"Why are you still here? Still studying your antique jewelry? Don't play around, go back quickly, and you have to pack up quickly for the train in the afternoon."
The young man glanced at Garen who was sitting on the side, and saw the relatively close relationship between him and Finistine.
"Don't just study your jewelry and antiques all day long, can you please do something serious?!"
"Felix, I can make my own decisions, and I don't need you to point me around!" Finnistine replied bluntly. "Studying antique jewelry is not a business? Doing what you want is a business!"
"You!" The young man blushed, "You know how to talk back to me! I don't care about the family business, I don't care about my own company, and I went to the countryside to study some jewelry and antiques! You can do it, you are promising! If you have the ability, don't go back today! "
"If you don't go back, you won't go back!" Finestine snorted coldly, turning her eyes away and ignoring him.
"I hang out with some guys who study jewelry and antiques all day long, and I don't even participate in clan banquets. I'll see what you will do if you encounter trouble in the future!" The young man seemed to be angry, and his eyes turned and fell on Garen's head.
"I'll go to see this guy for a while, and then I'll see that guy for a while. Let me tell you, Finnistine, guys like them who only study antique jewelry are at best a jewelry appraiser all their lives. Hanging around with this kind of people all day, Let me see what kind of person you can become in the future!"
"I told you to be respectful in what you say!" Finistine stood up bluntly. "he is my friend!"
"Hmph!" The young man snorted coldly. "Father already knows that you don't have a proper job, and you know how to study antique jewelry all day long. He is very dissatisfied with you. Let me see how you explain to your father."
"You don't need to worry about these! Don't think that you can reprimand me without hesitation because you are my brother! You have no education at all!"
Garen frowned as he sat on the side. This young man named Felix was Finnistine's biological brother, and his tone seemed dissatisfied with his sister's research on antiques. He didn't even have a good impression of him, the person who discussed antiques with Finestine.
"Please lower your voice!" A middle-aged maid wearing glasses walked in and whispered. "This is a public place, a library, please be quiet."
"Sorry!" The young man nodded and strode out of the room.
Finnistine also smiled apologetically at the middle-aged woman. "Sorry, I made you laugh."
The woman nodded, turned and left the room with a serious face.
Finnistine just sat back on the sofa, her face not very good-looking.
Garen sat on the side and frowned, "If you have something to do, go back first, it's not important for us to chat."
"My brother was very rude. I apologize to you on his behalf." Finestine felt helpless.
"It's nothing. It can be seen that your family disagrees with your research on antique jewelry."
"Yeah, they think I'm not doing my job properly, and my family has told me about it many times." Finnistine said helplessly. "The situation in my family is more complicated. My parents have given me more resources than others, so many of my peers disapprove of me. Those who have changed their ways will criticize me."
"It's impossible." Garen learned about Finistine's family background from Fein.
That is not an ordinary business family, but a super big family that has a certain relationship with the upper echelons of the Federation, and its industries span several large provinces. Compared with Jia Long's uncle and his master Fei Baiyun, they are not at the same level at all.
The Finnistine family even has its own armed private team, and her father is considered one of the most important and powerful figures in the family.
The two sat for a while, and a middle-aged mature man walked into the room, dressed in a black suit, well-proportioned, and looked polite.
"Miss, it's time to go back. Your time has come."
Finnistine nodded and sat up from the sofa, "Understood."
"This is my bodyguard, Anke. Then I'll go first, take your time."
"Okay." Garen nodded and glanced at the man named An Ke. His eyes narrowed involuntarily.
From this person, he sensed a temperament similar to Jinhuan No. 102, even stronger than Jinhuan.
Garen glanced at the man's waist, and saw that he was either bulging, or something seemed to be stuck in it.
"If a person with such skill is equipped with a pistol, as long as his marksmanship is not too bad, I have no room for resistance. As expected of a big family, people in big places are different."
The little arrogance he had acquired just now suddenly subsided.
After Finnistine and her bodyguard left, Garen sat alone on the sofa, the air still faintly lingering with the faint body fragrance left by the eldest lady and the beautiful girl,
"If that Jinhuan was also good at pistols that day, I probably wouldn't be able to get it so easily. Sure enough, hot weapons are the natural enemies of warriors."
He sighed, picked up the black tea and took a sip.
"Fortunately, there is a black jade plate, and now I have new attribute points to improve." He glanced at the attribute bar below his field of vision, and the power on it has been increased by 0.1 because of the Baiyun secret technique, and now it is 2.11. And the potential has grown to 164%.
"It's just that the speed is too slow, and it only increased a little in a week."
Looking at the skill column again, he skipped the subjects and so on, and put his gaze directly on the Baiyun secret method, and stayed for three seconds. The Baiyun secret method remained motionless, obviously it could no longer be increased.
"Have you really reached the peak?"
"Forget it, let's directly add it to intelligence. The situation is messy recently. Let's see how the improvement of intelligence will help to sort out the situation."
He hesitated for a moment, and his eyes fell directly on Intellect.
Snapped!
A clear stream poured into the intelligence field.
The original 1.20 intelligence instantly changed to 1.50.
Garen only felt his mind cool down, and his dull brain suddenly became extremely clear. It seems that thinking reaction and logical memory have improved to a certain extent. It's just that this kind of improvement is a bit vague, and there is no way to compare the effect with real reference.
"According to the standard unit I made first, the average level of normal people is calculated as 1, so now I have more than half of the average intelligence of ordinary people. There should be no intellectual limitations in some subjects."
In the column of skills, many subjects have a minimum intelligence value limit. Those who have not reached it can only learn step by step honestly. Dexterity, as fast as lightning, has reached the mastery level of the subject after adding points.
His mind became much clearer, and Garen pondered a little about the current situation.
"If I want to get antiques of doom without risk, then I can get out now and let Grace pay attention to the progress of Tari Mercury's case. Golden Ring can also contact Grace's original company to buy antiques of doom. As long as They found a new doom antique and I was able to bid as much as I could to get it. The only worry was not having enough money to buy it. That’s the way to go, it’s just a lot of money.”
"However, I can change the way of thinking. I can judge whether an antique is real or not by absorbing potential. In this way, I have absolute appraisal authority for doomed antiques or mysterious jewelry. As long as I add some knowledge and experience in jewelry antique appraisal, It should be no problem to be the detective's professional doom antiques appraiser."
"Tali Quicksilver probably didn't grasp the potential secret of the Doom Antique, otherwise he wouldn't have given me the black jade plate so easily." Gallon had been in contact with Tali Quicksilver, so he knew the key.
Others see doomed antiques as just treasured objects of somewhat mysterious, spooky lore. In his eyes, the doomed antiques are good things that can absorb potential and strengthen oneself.
"It doesn't have to be my own. I can come into contact with doomed antiques as a mixed identity of appraiser and collector. Both the detective and the Golden Ring must realize that only I can identify real doomed antiques without any mistakes. In this way, you can stay out of the matter, and at the same time achieve your goal in disguise."
It has to be said that after his intelligence increased a little, Garen felt that his brain was much clearer, and he arranged things properly in a few clicks, and found a suitable position for himself.
"Then now it's just a matter of supplementing the knowledge of antique appraisal. The old man should have experience in this area." Garen immediately thought of the old man Ge Guo from the dolphin antique shop.
"There's also the book that old man Ge Guo mysteriously took out last time. I don't know what it is. It seems that the old man also has some secrets of his own. But as long as it's not troublesome, it doesn't matter."
As soon as he thought of it, Garen stood up first, and searched for books on antique appraisal in a series of rooms, but unfortunately there was none. I ran to the special book room on the right side of the library to search again, but found nothing. And there are very few books on the right.
After leaving the library, Garen found a carriage and went straight to the Dolphin Antique Store.
Sitting in the carriage, Garen felt a little restless in his heart. He obviously added so many attribute points to his body and his physical strength had reached a formidable level, but when he met Finnistine's brother just now, the other party's condescending attitude The tone of voice was still something he couldn't refute.
Whether it's Fei Baiyun's Baiyun Martial Arts School or his uncle's gray company, they are just ordinary small roles in the eyes of others. And the personal force that I am proud of, not to mention facing guns, even my senior brothers and sisters will definitely not be able to beat it. Force is not simply strong.
He closed his eyes slightly, as if he were resting his mind. Hearing the sound of the horse's hooves and the rolling of the wheels, Garen recalled his life experiences these days since time travel.
"Although I have talents and abilities, I am still an ordinary martial arts student, a student of Shengying Academy, and the son of an ordinary company employee family. The road still needs to be walked step by step. I am still far from being truly powerful. It's far away." He recalled what happened in Silver Shade Castle, and felt his own weakness more and more.
(end of this chapter)