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Chapter 145 The Omen of Death (14)

"How is it, Ian? Any results?"

When Ian walked down the stairs solemnly, he was walking back and forth in front of the counter of the grocery store, and Sai Nan, who did not hide even the slightest anxiety, suddenly smiled.

He stepped forward and asked urgently, "What's the result?"

Because Ian watched him seriously and realized his gaffe, Sai Nan coughed lightly, and then managed to return to normal: "I... have been in a hurry to spend money recently, and I'm a little anxious."

"Um……"

After pondering for a while, Ian maintained his pressure on Sai Nan, and then slowly said: "Very good, Uncle Sai Nan... What you sent is a radiation variant of Taixi fluorescent algae, with a little thunder The source quality is a very high-quality raw material for inscription light ink."

"Together, this bag is worth a complete Warcraft material, and can be made into at least five bottles of first-level high-level high-quality light ink. The price of this generation of algae is about 140 talers or more."

The light ink Ian used to make the anti-shock armor is all incompetent-level ordinary light ink. Although a bottle costs more than a dozen talers, it is only a premium in Port Harrison.

As for the inscription light ink of the first energy level, a bottle starts at seventy talers, which can be used to manufacture the core ignition module of the alchemy cannon. It is considered a strategic material reserve, and the price is naturally extremely high.

Saying this, Ian opened his eyes and raised his eyebrows, his tone raised slightly: "Recently, there are a lot of elf pirates on Canaan Moore, and the goods can't arrive. The city hall and the alchemy workshop are both worried."

He leaned forward slightly, and asked tentatively, "How about I pay for it?"

"Although the success rate of my alchemy is not high, if the success rate is more than half, I can make money. It's a good time to practice the technique of making light and ink."

140 thaler is a real huge sum of money, and the annual salary of the guards in the Viscount's mansion is only this amount, of course, the attendance allowance is not comparable.

Ian's appraisal results, except for the share of Elder Pudd and Viscount Grant, are not much, and most of them are invested in the daily consumption of alchemy inscriptions, as well as the food and clothing of him and the Elland brothers.

But even so, no one doubted that Ian was unable to come up with the money.

The white-haired boy stared at the fisherman in front of him. Theoretically speaking, if Sai Nan really wanted to sell for money, he should be overjoyed at this time - after the appraisal, there is no need to find a buyer, and no need to worry about being cheated. For an acquaintance who has a good relationship with him, Ian will not give him a low price to cheat him.

Everyone has something to earn, which is very convenient.

It can be said that selling this bag of fluorescent algae to Ian is the best choice in theory.

But Ian noticed that Sai Nan's expression became visibly flustered.

"Uh……"

It can be seen that the fisherman has tried his best to think about the reason. He racked his brains and said intermittently: "This bag of fluorescent algae... um. It has been ordered!"

"Although they offer about the same price... But, how to say, I'm not at ease! So, I came to you to see the price..."

Having said that, it undoubtedly took Sai Nan a lot of effort to fabricate lies to Ian. His face and ears turned red and he said, "Yes, that's it. I'm sorry, Ian, I can't sell this bag of fluorescent algae to you. !"

"That's it."

The boy Bai Zhimin sighed. He sat on his counter, put his elbows on his knees, propped his face helplessly and said, "So you are really here to appraise things on behalf of others?"

"Ah? This..."

Immediately, Sai Nan's brain shut down. He tried hard to refute, but in the end he couldn't form a sentence: "No, I'm not... this..."

Seeing this, Ian could only shake his head sympathetically: "Oh, Uncle Sai Nan, next time you lie, remember to prepare a good draft, and don't lie to me, I have psychic powers. Of course, it's best not to lie to others. You are not fit for this kind of thing."

"Now."

At this moment, water-colored brilliance lit up in his eyes: "Tell me what's going on."

"It's about your life, so don't lie this time."

Outside the window, the clouds in the distance of Harrison Harbor are surging, and an early spring thunderstorm is gathering.

In the windless house, he stared at the nervous middle-aged fisherman.

With little flames igniting in the depths of his eyes, and the invisible force spreading, Ian saw a deep black air permeating Sai Nan's eyebrows.

And the scarlet blood covered his whole body, thick and thick, carrying a biting murderous intent.

——A sign of death.

At this moment, Ian looked solemn. He stared at the fisherman in front of him who didn't dare to speak: "Is he threatened by someone, or was he involved in some conspiracy? If there is something unspeakable, I can ask Elder Pude to solve it."

"Tell me the truth and we can help you."

Ian's words were soft and gentle, but persuasive.

Mutual help among communities is not empty talk in this era, but the most important way to unite a community family - Ian's preferential identification, and even use spiritual power to help select catches, explore herbs, It's all so helpful.

Ian's promise, now, can be regarded as the promise of 'Elder Pu De', or even the promise of 'White People'.

With his current status and status, he is fully qualified.

Ian believed that if Sai Nan was only threatened by some external sublimation person, or he was cooperating with dangerous people, and he hadn't figured out the status, he should confess to him now.

But to the boy's surprise, even though he had said it so clearly, Sai Nan's expression was still uncertain, as if he wanted to say something, but it was still difficult to speak.

"Really die."

Realizing that his old friend was still hesitating, even Ian was a little angry: "You know I'm not lying—my psychic premonition is very strong, and you are very dangerous now!"

"To use an analogy, it's like the risk of smearing yourself with honey and sesame oil and going around the indigenous camp naked!"

Of course, Sai Nan is not the kind of person who doesn't listen to persuasion. In fact, the first time Ian spoke, he thought about whether to confess.

Others don't know, but can he still not know how strong Ian's psychic premonition is?
As psykers of the perception and detection department, their psychic premonitions can vaguely detect good or bad luck in themselves, so they can choose not to go out at a specific time to avoid disasters.

And a 'genius' with extremely high perception like Ian can even foresee the disasters of others and even objects.

If there is a premonition, the flower pot will be smashed, the horse will stumble, and the human will have an accident.

If you don't obey, Kamai who was swallowed alive by the sharp-clawed tiger three years ago, Icaro who was skinned by the robbers the same year, the Omo brothers who were swept away by the tide two years ago, and disappeared in the mountains for no reason just a year and a half ago , Ms. Shaka, who is estimated to be eaten by the natives, is the best example.

Why not in the last year?
Because in the past year, everyone believed Ian's words!

Whether those who believed in it survived or not, we don’t know.

But those who don't believe are dead, and everyone can still see it.

Not to mention, Ian's ability was recognized by Viscount Grant!
It is said that in the typhoon a year and a half ago, it was his early warning that saved a merchant ship of the Viscount from being capsized by the storm, and avoided the loss of a large merchant ship, a dozen sailors and almost [-] talers of cargo .

Since then, Viscount Grant even arranged for Ian a vacant job in the alchemy workshop. Even if he doesn't go to work, he can still receive three Thaler's remuneration per week, as well as various subsidies.

It was also that premonition that all the people of Bai basically acquiesced in the identity of Ian's future elder heir.

--nonsense!Who doesn't want the leader of their own family to lead the big guys to turn bad luck into good luck and avoid losses?
Even if it's not that accurate, at least it's better than others!
"Is it so dangerous... I thought it was just a big order, a group of monster hunters..."

With a dignified expression, Sai Nan is indeed a good person. He said to himself with fear: "No wonder they demanded me not to disclose the information. I just said why there is such a strange request..."

He didn't lie, and he didn't come to appraise the goods on behalf of others—the price of the seaweed was his deposit.

It's just that the group of 'clients' wanted him to return the identification results and algae for research when he came back, and they paid cash instead.

But it would be better to say that he is a very kind person, so after thinking that his confession might cause trouble to Ian and other Bai people, Sai Nan began to hesitate whether to tell the truth frankly.

(End of this chapter)