At the same time, in a restaurant across the street, three people were drinking and talking loudly.
Their faces were flushed from the alcohol.
"How about it? If you follow me, as long as I have a bite of meat to eat, you'll definitely have a sip of soup."
At this moment, the leader, a tall young man in a black vest, chuckled.
As he spoke, he rubbed a fierce black wolf head tattoo on the back of his hand.
"Shan Ge is mighty!"
"He's truly impressive!"
At this point, one of them said with some emotion,
"But then again, Lu Shao is really wasteful. He was willing to spend a hundred thousand just to beat someone up."
"Hehe, if it weren't for people like him, how would we make money? It's just a pity that kid was really unlucky. Not only did his goddess get stolen and he was cuckolded, but he also got beaten up. He's probably still lying in the hospital right now…"
Another person echoed from the side, his tone full of schadenfreude.
The young man with the black vest and tattoo was Wu Shan.
He smiled, about to say something, when his peripheral vision suddenly caught sight of someone getting into a car outside the window.
"Shan Ge, what's wrong?"
The two others beside him were still talking animatedly.
Noticing Wu Shan's abnormality, they followed his gaze to the window but saw nothing, so they asked in confusion.
"I think I saw that kid!"
Wu Shan retracted his gaze, his brows tightly furrowed.
"That kid?"
The two subordinates exchanged glances, clearly not understanding.
Wu Shan cast a sidelong glance at the two of them, saying irritably, "It's that kid Lu Shao had us beat into the hospital! And it looks like the injury on his leg seems to have healed."
"What?"
"How is that possible? Big Brother, you didn't see wrong, did you? I specifically went to inquire discreetly, and that guy's injury was supposed to keep him bedridden for at least two or three months. Even if it healed, it would leave him disabled. How could it be better so quickly?"
The two men's expressions changed slightly.
Hearing this, a hint of hesitation also flashed across Wu Shan's face.
After all, he had only caught a glimpse with his peripheral vision earlier, and due to the distance, it was possible it was just someone who looked similar.
…
"Young man, you truly have an eye. Don't look at this broken bowl; this is a product from the Yun Dynasty, eight hundred years ago! Look at its texture, feel, pattern, and glaze…"
The bearded boss described it with spittle flying, wearing an expression that implied you'd miss out greatly if you didn't buy it.
Hu Qi, squatting on the ground, twitched his face and looked down at the broken blue-and-white porcelain bowl with several chips in his hand, unable to help but grumble inwardly.
With the craftsmanship of this thing, he even saw a scratched-off production stamp at the bottom of the bowl.
An antique from eight hundred years ago? Eight days ago would be closer to the truth!
He carefully put the bowl down. The price tag on this thing might be fake now.
But if it accidentally broke, its value would increase several times, which he couldn't afford to compensate for.
"What a pity, these things simply don't have the so-called cool airflow that can increase the modification value."
Hu Qi was a bit frustrated. In the past few hours, he had touched almost every stall.
But there was no reaction at all.
Having a cheat but being unable to use it made him feel extremely upset.
This thing didn't even come with an instruction manual. At least tell me how to obtain this modification value!
"If only this panel had some kind of spirit that could communicate."
This thought flashed through his mind.
But it was just a thought. First, after days of exploration, the panel had proven to be an inanimate object.
Furthermore, if there really was some smart spirit with a loli voice, it would only make Hu Qi uncomfortable.
He glanced around. This street was full of antique stalls and shops.
As evening approached, the flow of people increased.
Young couples could be seen everywhere, squatting in front of stalls and haggling with vendors.
The neon lights and streetlights on both sides also lit up, illuminating each other.
The sky was like a vast black curtain, deep and oppressive.
Rumble!
Just then, a lightning bolt, like a forked tree branch, flashed across the black sky.
Immediately followed by the rumbling thunder that shook the firmament. A girl passing by screamed in fright at the sudden thunder.
Suddenly.
A cold wind swept by, like an overture before a performance.
Plop!
A cold raindrop hit his skin, bringing a slight chill.
Hu Qi looked up, only to see large raindrops pouring down without warning from the ink-colored sky, instantly breaking the street's original atmosphere and tranquility.
The previously dry and hot ground was quickly soaked, and a faint earthy smell permeated the air.
People who had been leisurely strolling earlier cried out and scattered to take shelter, and the street vendors also frantically packed up their "antiques."
Even the boss of the stall where Hu Qi had been earlier accidentally dropped and shattered the "antique porcelain bowl" from the Yun Dynasty, eight hundred years ago, while packing up.
But looking at his expression, he didn't care at all.
Seeing this, Hu Qi felt a bit speechless.
Then, he pulled out a folding black umbrella from his backpack, opened it, and walked along the side of the road.
More and more raindrops fell, splashing up sheets of water on the ground, as if countless pearls were dancing.
The street was quickly submerged by rainwater, forming rushing currents that surged towards the drains.
The dim streetlights, refracted by the rain, cast a hazy glow.
The entire world seemed to transform into a world of water.
The previously noisy and stuffy atmosphere disappeared, replaced by a sense of calm and solitude.
Watching this scene, Hu Qi's somewhat agitated heart, due to not finding the source of the modification value, gradually calmed down.
"I was too impatient.
Since the scarlet Modification Panel exists, there must be a way to find the source of the modification value."
…
An hour later.
Qirong City, East District, Hanlin Garden Community entrance, bus stop.
Hu Qi got off the bus from the back door.
However, he didn't go home but walked towards the intersection on the right, planning to go to the nearby vegetable market to buy some vegetables for dinner.
"It really is that kid!"
Just then, under the awning outside a street corner milk tea shop, Wu Shan and his two companions, who were sheltering from the rain, exchanged glances, seeing the surprise in each other's eyes.
After seeing Hu Qi's figure earlier, the three of them had nothing to do, so they wandered around the vicinity.
They didn't expect to actually see Hu Qi.
"Shan Ge, this kid is really strange!"
The subordinate beside him had a peculiar expression. He knew that he had personally done the deed back then, without holding back at all.
"Xiao Feng, Ah Zai, you two go ahead and follow him to see where he's going.
I'll call Lu Shao first to ask for instructions. We'll communicate via message later!"
Wu Shan thought for a moment and said.
"Okay, Shan Ge!"
The two subordinates responded, put on their hoods, and chased in the direction Hu Qi had left.
Seeing this, he took out his phone and dialed one of the numbers.
He didn't know what the person on the other end said.
Wu Shan first apologized humbly in a low voice.
Then, as if he had heard good news, his face flushed red, and he said ecstatically,
"Thank you for Lu Shao's trust. Last time was our mistake."
At this point, Wu Shan paused.
His eyes became fierce.
"Don't worry, this time I guarantee he won't be able to get out of bed!"
Asking for some collections, recommendation tickets, and monthly tickets, thank you!
