Chapter 59: A Pit or a Treasure?
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Seeing Xintian's surprised expression, another slightly older old man hurriedly added: "It is said that it is the chief black cloth, but it is actually similar to the envoy in charge. We are going to retreat and impact the Earth Gray Realm in this section, so the future of the Recycling Division is up to you, the chief black-clothed person, to decide. ”
Xintian was even more surprised, so he was promoted?
"Since you have no objections, then it is decided. The elder black quickly threw a small black card at Xintian, "This is my master's card, and I'll use it for you now." ”
Without waiting for Xintian to say anything, the other envoy also threw his identity card to Xintian, and then the two envoys left the hall quickly.
"By the way, don't say that we treat you badly, that little girl is your deputy...... Despite the use of ......" after leaving this sentence, the two commanders disappeared completely.
Xintian stared blankly at the two black wooden cards in his hand, a little dazed.
The two wooden plaques are engraved with "Zou" and "Li" respectively, which look much more delicate than Zhou Jie's wooden plaque.
However, looking at the backs of the two commanders who seemed to be running away, why did they think that this was a trick?
"Zhou ...... Boss Zhou?" At this time, a slightly immature hesitant cry pulled Xintian out of his state of confusion.
It turned out that the little girl next to her was talking.
Xintian then looked at her carefully.
Although the little girl is not very old, she is obviously very advanced, and a pair of clear big eyes on her beautiful face are looking at Xintian a little shyly.
"What do you call me?" Xintian finally reacted, smiled and said, "Well, that's a good name, let's call me Boss Zhou in the future." ”
"Boss Zhou, you can still laugh?" the little girl widened her good-looking eyes and said in surprise, "Do you really want to be this chief black coat?"
Xintian suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, "Why do you say that? Oh, by the way, what's your name?"
"Well," the little girl sighed, "it seems that you have only been here before, and you have not been here much at all...... Also, my name is Xiu'er......"
Seeing Xiu'er's stumbling appearance, Xintian's heart was even more uneasy, and he hurriedly urged: "Say quickly, why can't I be this chief black robe?"
"Alas......" Xiu'er sighed again, "Do you know how many warehouses there are in the Recycling Division?"
Without waiting for the unknown Xintian to reply, Xiu'er said to herself: "There are about 20,000 warehouses in total, including nearly 1,000 prefecture-level warehouses, nearly 100 heaven-level warehouses, and a total of nine warehouses above the heaven-level level, and the rest are primary warehouses below the prefecture-level level. And no matter what level of warehouse it is, it's all full of memory balls......"
"Wait, what is a memory ball?" Xintian asked suddenly.
"Oh, the memory ball, you will understand this when you see it," Xiu'er continued, "According to the regulations, these warehouses must be inspected once a month to see if there are any defects, losses, or thefts, and to check whether the equipment stored in the memory ball is in order...... In addition, the four main halls will also send a new batch of memory balls every month, which need to be placed in different levels of warehouses......"
"This hall has to be cleaned every day, after all, it is the office of the entire recycling department......
"As you can see, the walls of the Recycling Division are almost broken, and you have to guard against some ruffians, roosters, dogs, and thieves every day......"
......
Xiu'er poured beans into a bamboo tube and talked for half an hour before she gradually stopped.
Xintian's head was as big as a bucket when he heard it, and he was speechless for a long time.
After a long time, Xin Tiancai spoke again: "Since it is the chief black coat, then there must always be some subordinates, right?
"Oh...... Of course, there are other black-clad ones," Xiu'er said with some hesitation, "but...... Those black-clad ...... They all ran away, and I was the only one left. ”
Xintian showed an expression of disbelief, "Are they all gone?, you're the only one left?!"
"Yes, but now it's okay, boss, you're here, our team will grow a lot, and Xiu'er won't have to work as hard as before. Xiu'er looked at Xintian and said with some joy.
Xintian listened to the black lines in his head, and suddenly had an urge to strangle the two old men in charge.
Before he came, there was a huge recycling division, and these two old men were letting this little girl take care of it, alas, it was a miracle that Xiu'er was able to survive until now without being exhausted to death.
"Then why don't you leave?" asked Xintian a little strangely.
"I ...... I'm afraid ......" Xiu'er's face showed a hint of unease, "It's chaotic outside......"
Thinking of what happened to him in that alley, Xintian was silent.
"Let......'s go," Xintian suddenly stood up.
"Don't!" Before Xintian could finish speaking, Xiu'er screamed, a hint of fear in her voice.
Xintian was startled, and immediately understood why Xiu'er was screaming in fear.
"You're mistaken, I'm not leaving here," Xintian looked at Xiu'er with some sympathy, "I mean go to the warehouse." ”
......
"Squeak-" Pushing open the heavy door, Xintian and Xiu'er walked into a warehouse.
This is a relatively complete primary warehouse specially selected by Xiu'er.
The warehouse is very large, tens of thousands of square meters, and more than ten meters high, but the whole warehouse is extremely dark, and Xintian feels like he has walked into a huge underground tomb.
The shelves on both sides of the warehouse were piled with dense green crystal chests, clearing a deep path in the middle that led to the dark end of the warehouse.
Xiu'er unconsciously stuck to Xintian's body.
Feeling Xiu'er's slightly trembling soft body, Xintian couldn't help but feel a little pity for this poor little girl.
A fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl has to inspect 20,000 such warehouses alone every month, and she has to endure such a terrifying scene almost every day, and she feels a lot of pressure when she thinks about it.
Gently patting Xiu'er on the back, Xintian walked to a huge shelf and stopped.
Pulling out a crystal chest half a meter square, Xintian carefully opened the lid.
A box of colorful jewel-like beads appeared in front of Shinten.
"This is the memory ball?" Xintian asked, looking at the colored beads the size of a glass ball in front of him, which were only played with by children.
"Well, these colored ones are emotional memory balls of gray souls. Xiu'er spoke. "Different colors represent different feelings. For example, red represents anger, blue represents sadness, green represents disgust, black represents fear, and this yellow represents happiness. ”
Xintian was amazed, such a strange memory ball was really unheard of before.
"How did these memory balls come about?" asked Xintian, picking up a yellow happy memory ball.
"I don't know," Xiu'er replied honestly, "I only know that every gray soul will automatically generate some memory balls after reaching the white coat, and then they will be sent here uniformly. ”
"Oh," Xintian said casually, playing with the yellow memory ball in his hand, "It seems that this gray soul loved to drink tea when he was born, and this is full of his experience of drinking tea......"
"What are you talking about?!" Xiu'er suddenly interrupted Xintian's words loudly and said with a shocked expression.
Xintian was confused, "Did I say anything? I'm just casually talking about the owner of this memory ball......
"You...... You can actually read the memory ball......" Xiu'er's face was full of disbelief.
Xintian was a little strange, "Of course, don't you understand?"
Xiu'er didn't speak, and quickly picked up another green memory ball and said, "What is this memory ball talking about?"
"Oh," Xintian said, looking at him, "this man hates eating broccoli, and besides, he doesn't like people reading his books but not collecting them......"
"What about this?" Xiu'er picked up a black memory ball.
"This one might be a girl, she's afraid of caterpillars......" Xintian replied quickly.
Next, Xiu'er asked Xintian more than a dozen memory balls in one breath, and then she completely calmed down.
"Boss......" Xiu'er said with bright eyes, "If you are not lying, we will be prosperous in the future, and besides, our recycling division will never be poor again in the future." ”
"There's no need for me to lie," Xintian still didn't react, "you tell me carefully. ”
"Think about it, since you can understand these emotional memory balls, it must not be difficult to understand their skill memory balls. Xiu'er suddenly seemed to be a different person, her eyes were shining, "If you can read their skills before they were alive, and then take them to the house of white or the house of black to buy, it will be a lot of money!"
Xiu'er may be poor and afraid, but when she mentions money, she immediately feels a lot more energetic, and she no longer has the timidity of entering the dark warehouse.
"Moreover, there are not only memory balls of all the existing gray souls in the ruined city, but also many memory balls of dead gray souls," Xiu'er then said excitedly, "In addition, our recycling division also has a lot of warehouses at the prefecture level, heaven level, and even heaven level or above, think about it, if you sort out all the skills of these gray souls, what a huge fortune it will be!"
Xintian was also moved when he heard this, "You're right, but if you want to sort it all out and sell it out, I guess I'll be arrested and studied." Didn't you have a gray soul who could read a memory ball before?"
"No, never, this is confirmed by the two masters themselves, otherwise our Recycling Division would not have been snubbed to this point. Xiu'er said anxiously, "However, boss, you're right, we can't do it too obviously, as long as we sell a few skills every once in a while, it's enough for our recycling division to live well." ”
Xintian looked at the excited Xiu'er and smiled, and began to think in his heart.
Forget about the skill memory balls in white and black, those memory balls of ground ash, sky ash and even gray fairy are really a huge fortune, and you have to find a way to get them all.
The so-called skills are not pressing, even if they are not sold to the family in black, whether in the living world or the gray world in the future, if they want to develop their own power, these skill memory balls are a unique wealth.
In addition, like some gray souls with relatively high status, such as the master envoy, will there be news of soul crystals in their memory balls?