Chapter 537 He's A Crazy Person

Mark's refusal made Arso very unhappy.

Also's expression darkened. "Your cannon is powerful, but it won't be easy to sell it," he said unhappily. "I'm being kind enough to help you, but you don't know what's good for you."

Mark quickly explained, "It's not that I won't sell it to you, but you're too late."

"What do you mean?"

"To tell you the truth, Lin Huanhuan has already booked 20 cannons from me for eight months. The time is relatively tight. I have to work day and night to complete this order. During this period, I can't even make an extra cannon."

Arso frowned. "She's just a woman. Why would she need so many cannons?"

"I don't know. In any case, we've already signed a contract. As long as I give her 20 cannons, she'll give me 20 red energy crystals."

At the mention of energy crystals, Arso's ears twitched. "How did she get so many energy crystals? Is she lying to you?"

"I don't think so. We've already signed a contract. If she goes back on her word, her soul will suffer a backlash. Besides, she's already given me a red crystal as a deposit."

Mark carefully took out the red crystal.

Arso's ears immediately pricked up, and his eyes widened. "T-This is an intermediate energy crystal!"

He took the red crystal and turned it over and over for a long time. It took a lot of effort to suppress his greed.

He reluctantly returned the red crystal to Mark and asked about the specifics of the contract.

Mark told him everything.

Arso thought for a moment. "It seems that this woman is indeed not simple. Since she can offer the price of 20 red crystals so readily, it means that she must have more money on her. Why don't..."

"Patriarch, Huanhuan is a good girl!" Mark interrupted. "We're not bandits!"

Not only did Arso blush at his junior's bluntness, but he also coughed awkwardly. "I'm just making a suggestion. If you're unwilling, then forget it."

He paused, then continued, "But then again, artillery is so rare. I'm afraid the price of 20 red crystals is a little low. You have to raise it further, or you'll be making a loss."

Mark shook his head. "No."

​ "Why not?"

"You don't know this, but although I'm making the cannons, the energy crystals needed to fire them are all provided by Huanhuan. Without her crystals, no matter how capable I am, I wouldn't be able to make 20 cannons."

Hearing his words, Arso knew that it was impossible to raise the price. He could only sigh. "If only we had a crystal mine..."

If they could have a crystal mine, even if it was just a small low-level mine, it would be enough for them to develop and research as much as they wanted. They would no longer be restricted by others.

Mark sighed too.

...

At this moment, Huanhuan had just taken a shower and was sitting on the bed reading the introductory alchemy manual.

Moonlight streamed through the window. The night was quiet.

She yawned, closed her eyes, and fell asleep.

After an unknown period of time, Huanhuan suddenly felt so cold.

It was as if the air conditioner had suddenly been turned on.

But she knew very well that there was no air conditioning in this world.

Could it be that the temperature had dropped during the night?

Huanhuan struggled to open her eyes, but her eyelids seemed to be glued together. She couldn't open them.

The chill grew stronger, wrapping around her and making her shiver.

She wanted to call out to Little Brat, but as soon as she opened her mouth, the cold air entered her mouth, freezing her tongue.

What the hell was this?!

She heard a soft call.

"Huanhuan..."

This voice sounded familiar. It sounded like... like Xing Chen!

Damn, could it be Xing Chen?!

Huanhuan was frightened. She bit the tip of her tongue hard, and the sharp pain woke her up.

Her eyes flew open, and she found herself in bed.

The moon was outside the window, and the night was quiet.

She was still sitting on the bed, holding the introductory alchemy manual that she had read more than half of.

The house was empty except for her.

Huanhuan rubbed her temples. Was it just a dream?

She called Little Brat out and told him what she had just encountered, asking him what he thought.

Little Brat said, "I didn't notice anyone else approaching. You must have just had a nightmare."

Hearing his words, Huanhuan heaved a sigh of relief. "Oh."

"This is what happens when you think about something so much during the day that you end up dreaming about it at night. You must've been frightened by Xing Chen. You couldn't even forget him in your dreams."

Speaking of Xing Chen, Huanhuan's feelings were really complicated.

The guy looked like a little angel, but the things he did were more extreme than a demon.

Huanhuan thought that she was just a normal person. She could sympathize with him and pity him, but she definitely could not accept him after what he did, let alone put up with him.

Fortunately, she had come to the dawn continent. She believed that Xing Chen wouldn't be able to find her anytime soon.

Huanhuan got out of bed and washed her face. She wiped the sweat off her face and returned to bed. She fell asleep quickly.

This time, she slept soundly and did not encounter any more strange situations.

At this moment, on the mountain very close to Swan Valley, a dozen monsters were hidden in the forest. Their red eyes shone in the night.

They were facing Mark's house.

To be precise, it was the small attic where Huanhuan lived.

...

At the same time, on the distant beast continent, Xue Ling flapped his huge red wings and flew past the white clouds in the sky. He flew across the blue sea and landed steadily on Dragon Island.

As soon as he landed, as the only master of Dragon Island, the black dragon immediately sensed his arrival.

The black dragon flew out of the dragon pool and transformed into his human form. He wore a black robe, and his long black hair reached his waist. The ends of his hair glowed with a dark golden luster.

He glanced at Xue Ling, who was walking over, and asked leisurely, "Why are you here?"

Xue Ling looked him up and down. "Tsk, you're different after obtaining the dragon race's inheritance. Your strength has increased greatly."

The black dragon ignored his teasing.

Xue Ling did not take his coldness to heart and asked casually, "How did you leave the Sea of Illusions? Where's Xing Chen?"

"I got out the same way I got in. As for the Soul-Devouring Vine..." The black dragon recalled the scene, and a dark golden light flashed in his black eyes. "He's a lunatic."

"What happened to him?"

"He's back in the abyss."

Xue Ling was slightly stunned.

The greatest goal of all the demons living in the abyss was to leave the abyss.

Since ancient times, no demon beast had actually returned after leaving the abyss.

Once one entered a place like the abyss, one might as well die if one ever thought of coming out again.