Chapter 1110: Yougu receives old items

Chapter 1110: Yougu receives old items

Chapter 1110: Yougu receives old items

After the delegation returned to the hotel where they were staying, since it was still early, many fighters went to the training room provided by the hotel.

Wei Yazhou provides all conveniences for fighters. Even the hotel has simulated field resources, but the price is not cheap. Fortunately, as long as it is a reasonable activity, all expenses during the visit will be borne by the Dashun government.

Chen Chuan returned to the room. Chao Ming was still sleeping after eating khaki nut. When he noticed him coming in, he raised his head and chirped at him.

He walked forward and stroked Chaoming's smooth and soft feathers, letting it continue to sleep. He went to sit down on the seat, took out the necklace that Clavell lost to him, looked at it, and felt it with his spiritual power. He immediately understood the function of this thing.

This is a defensive relic with a very practical function and a strong ability to repel external attacks.

If you carry it with you, it can help resist attacks to a certain extent.

But he found that this thing was reducing itself every moment, so even if he didn't use it, it would disappear on its own in the end. This was a consumable object, and it seemed that its value had to be realized as soon as possible, otherwise it would be a waste.

He tried it himself first. This thing had extraordinary resistance to impact. It couldn't resist his attack 100%, but after using it, it could at least reduce more than half of the force. This was already very good. Fighters originally had a strong ability to resist attacks. If the strength was not enough, it would not be enough to break through the defense of the spiritual fire on the outside.

In addition, the more experienced fighters are, the more they will focus on saving energy during combat, using just the right amount of force without wasting any extra effort. This has almost become an instinct, so it is enough to earn a good opportunity without realizing it.

This thing is worthy of being called a third-level relic.

However, the stronger the opponent's offensive, the more damage this thing would undoubtedly suffer. Based on the current situation, he estimated that if he were to fight an opponent like Su Kuo, it would probably be almost completely consumed after a few exchanges.

He put the thing away, and seeing that it was still early and he had nothing to do for the time being, he went onto the platform of Via Asia to take a look.

What he is most concerned about at the moment is of course the training resources. There are many fighters and pharmaceutical groups in the central city of Vi Asia, so he thought there would be supplies in this regard, so he searched and looked.

Soon he discovered that there was indeed a platform where one could purchase all kinds of medicines, even the medicines from Changsheng Temple.

However, just like Wansong Company, if you want to purchase, you must hold internal currency and certain permissions. This requires fighters to participate in designated fights and internal tests here, and have sufficient participation to enjoy these.

He basically didn't think much about it. First of all, he couldn't stay here for a long time, and if he participated in the test and fighting, it would also help improve the database of the Federation. So he looked for a while and then quit.

He then sent a message to all members, saying that they could move freely in the city tomorrow, but everything had to follow the rules of the visiting group. They had to be in groups of three and could not take off their credentials, and all their actions had to be recorded.

After sending the message, he was about to go for practice when Gui Zihan contacted him and said that he was also going to visit an ancient fighter tomorrow. He was asked by his teacher to meet him.

Chen Chuan thought about it and decided that since they were going to the same place, they might as well go together so that they could leave a record for each other.

After confirming it, he asked the resonator in the team to awaken a field interference creature as usual, so that the ubiquitous field in the central city would not be able to monitor them. Then he went to the training room to practice.

At dawn the next day, Chen Chuan and Gui Zihan left the hotel, boarded a small airship on the mooring tower, and flew to the East Valley of Viagra.

He did not hide his itinerary on purpose. It was impossible to hide such things in this city. Besides, the upper echelons of the Viagra Central City must have known his purpose of coming here long ago, so he just went there openly.

When he set out, Ryan Cavour received a report from the hotel at Baiyan Hall.

"Sir, Mr. Chen left this morning and booked an airship ticket to Donggu. He must have been commissioned by Dashun to meet that madman again. Should we..."

Cavdi said, "There's no need to stop him. That madman is getting more and more out of control. Last month he sabotaged a passenger ship from the south. If the Dashun side has any ideas, we don't need to care. We just need to try to keep his body materials."

"If it is harmful to Mr. Chen from the visiting delegation, should we try to rescue him?"

Cavudi said nothing.

The person reporting immediately understood what he meant and said, "Sir, we will keep an eye on that place at all times."

After flying for about thirty minutes, the sightseeing airship arrived at the Eastern Valley and docked at the mooring tower here.

After Chen Chuan and Gui Zihan walked out, they found that this place specially set aside for ancient fighters to live in seclusion was not deserted. Perhaps it was because of the New Year festival, there were many tourists here, and colorful hot air balloons could be seen everywhere.

Looking into the valley, you can see manor-style mansions scattered on different ridges, and many luxury cars parked in front. You can vaguely see visitors walking on the green lawn of the manor. Gui Zihan was silent for a moment before saying, "I thought he was just living in seclusion here."

Chen Chuanshuo said: "The fighters are destined to exist in society because they need too many resources. If they really want to escape from the world, they should go to the fusion area, where there is no interference and no shortage of resources."

Gui Zihan nodded silently.

Two people walked down from the mooring tower. They could see some mobile food trucks on the roadside, and it was marked that they provided nutritious meals for fighters. It was morning now, and many tourists and fighters who came to climb the mountain were gathered there. Waves of fragrance came from a distance.

When the two men came over, the fighters and passengers all took the initiative to move aside, and some even bowed to them from a distance.

Both of them have extremely strong auras, and they are fighters at first glance. Those who live in this central city have long learned how to distinguish them. Not to mention the objective level, just the fighters' unpredictable tempers are enough to make you never know if you will offend them with a small move, and if you get killed, you won't know where to seek justice.

Chen Chuan learned that the person Gui Zihan wanted to see was near the entrance of the valley, so he said, "Go to your elder first."

The two of them boarded the valley's rail car and drove for more than a quarter of an hour before arriving in front of a manor. Outside, a man dressed in butler's clothes and wearing gloves was waiting there.

When the two of them came down from above, the man came up to them with a smile and said in standard Dashun dialect: "Two guests, please come in."

He led the way and brought Chen Chuan and Gui Zihan to the large living room, where a man and a woman were sitting on a crimson sofa.

The man looked to be in his fifties or sixties. He wore a pair of brown decorative glasses, a lapel shirt that revealed his rock-hard chest muscles, a long-sleeved coat on the outside, and his hair was tied in a bun.

The woman was pretty and wearing a tight long skirt. She was standing on the back of the sofa at the back, gently massaging his head.

When the two came in, the man glanced at them and paused for a moment on Chen Chuan. It seemed that his muscles were tense at that moment, but he relaxed quickly and looked at Gui Zihan slowly. "You are Junior Brother Gai's junior, right? You just came from Dashun, right?"

Although he had a Yonagian face, he spoke fluent Dashun dialect.
Gui Zihan responded solemnly, "Yes, Senior Mo, my master asked me to come and see you this time and bring you something. I am here with the delegation this time, and this is our team leader, Director Chen Chuan."

Mr. Mo glanced at Chen Chuan and said, "Please take a seat."

After the two of them sat down, he smiled at Chen Chuan and said, "Don't be surprised. Although my mother is from Yono, my father is an official of the Donglu court, so I can be considered half Donglu."

Chen Chuan had only seen the term "court official" in books. The fact that this person said this showed that he must be from the old era.

Gui Zihan then picked up the suitcase beside him, took out a small pottery jar from it, and said, "This is the well water from the old house of the Gai family."

Mr. Mo's eyes lit up, and he motioned to the butler to bring the pottery jar over. He opened the seal, took a sip, and let out a refreshing breath. He said with a nostalgic feeling, "It's clear and sweet, and it still tastes the same."

He chuckled and said to Gui Zihan, "Thank you, young man. If you give me something, I will give you something too." He said something to the woman behind him, and she turned and went into the back house.

After a while, he came out, holding out a box and placed it in front of Mr. Mo's desk. He opened the lid and took out an ancient thread-bound book from it. He pushed it forward and gestured, "This is the Guiyuan Sword Manual. You can take it back today."

Gui Zihan was startled, "Senior, I am not..."

Mr. Mo waved his hand, "I know you don't mean that. I just came to give you something. It's just that..."

He leaned there and said with emotion: "I am very grateful to Master. He did not despise my background. Not only did he teach me the orthodox swordsmanship, but he also believed that his son was not talented, so he asked me to keep this ancient book he wrote by himself.

It's been almost three hundred years. I always feel uneasy leaving this thing here, just waiting for someone to take it. You are the descendant of Junior Brother Gai, so if you take this thing back, it will be a relief for me."

Gui Zihan looked at him and said, "Senior, you should have a successor, right?"

Mr. Mo shook his head, "They can't handle it." He smiled again, "Since they don't have the talent, it should be handed over to someone who needs it more. It won't be considered a waste of the skills passed down by my master."

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(End of this chapter)