After the soldier, Song Hama rushed to the front of the workbench. He was used to seeing other people break stones, and he wanted to see what he could get.
Song Hama was looking forward to breaking stones. He picked the biggest dimensional crystal mine in his dimensional pocket to break stones for the first time. When he dug it out in the cave, Song Hama was very proud of it.
This piece of dimensional crystal ore was as big as a bathtub. Song Hama had to expend a lot of effort to move this ore onto the workbench.
Normally, dimensional crystal mines were about the size of a basketball. The bathtub-sized one in Song Hama's hands was a rare stone that exceeded the standard.
Seeing Song Hama carry out such a big piece of ore, the onlookers gathered around to see what was new.
"Wow, I haven't seen such a big stone in a week. I wonder if it will be good," Onlooker A said.
"Good" referred to the color of the stone after the stone was broken. In other words, it meant that there was a dimensional crystal inside.
"It should be good. I've seen three or four such big ores, and they were all good. They were all viscount and above dimensional crystals," Onlooker B said.
Spectator B continued. Then, Spectator C added, "That's right, such a big piece of ore will definitely be outstanding. Tsk tsk, this little guy is really lucky. Is he the new sword wielder?
Why haven't I seen this group of people before? "
"He should be a new student. I just met Luo Fan, that shameless guy. He said he brought another class of students.
This guy is always like this as a homeroom teacher. His first task is to bring us here. It's been a few years, and he hasn't changed at all, "Onlooker A replied.
"Hey, Mister Swordsman, if you get a viscount or above crystal, please sell it to us, the Pie Trading Company!" The person who spoke seemed to be a salesperson from a trading company that specialized in buying crystals.
"Ignore the people from the Pie Trading Company. Our Fantasy offers the highest price!" Another salesperson started to steal business.
"Nonsense, Mister Swordsman, we offer the highest price!"
"Stop arguing. Mister Swordsman, you don't need to break stones. I'll buy your ore at the price of a viscount."
"Hey, brother, you can't play like this. There's no such rule!" Well, this group of business people almost started fighting over Song Hama's big ore.
The words of the crowd seemed to have given Song Hama a shot of adrenaline. Her entire face was flushed, as if her outstanding performance was already set in stone and something that could not be changed.
Song Hama even poked Guhan's arm. "Sour Popsicle, you will never be luckier than me!"
However, fate played a big joke on Song Hama. After that big ore was thrown into the stone crusher for seven or eight seconds and hammered at a high frequency for tens of thousands of times, the ore that Song Hama carefully selected turned out to be completely empty. There was not a single dimensional crystal in it. This was very embarrassing.
"What? It's such a big piece, but there's actually nothing at all. What bad luck." The B * tchy company that was clamoring to buy said disdainfully.
"Yes, yes. We are such good friends, and we fought. It was not worth it.
I will wash my eyes when I go back tonight. I don't want bad luck in my eyes. "
The Fantasy Trading Company, which had almost fought with the salesperson, was now as good as brothers with the salesperson.
As for the salesperson who said he wanted to buy the ore, he shut his mouth. That was close. Luckily, he did not buy it.
The fickleness of the world was nothing more than this. Song Hama raised her head to prevent the tears from falling from her eyes. She then casually took out a piece of ore and threw it on the workbench.
As if to appease Song Hama for his first failure, Song Hama's second stone yielded a Baron. After that, a dozen more stones turned out to be empty. Just as Song Hama's face was so ugly that he could hang a towel on it, God gave Song Hama another gift. It was a Viscount.
Over the next ten minutes or so, Song Hama broke the one hundred stones he had dug up. Only seven of them were good. In total, he had obtained five Baron stones and two Viscount stones. That meant he had one more Baron stone than Little Soldier. But Little Soldier had only opened thirty-two stones, and Song Hama had opened a hundred. That meant the difference was three times greater than Little Soldier's.
Thinking of this, Song Hama pulled a long face. He rummaged through his dimensional pocket and found that there was only one ore left, and it was very small. He could hold it with one hand, and it was only slightly bigger than an egg. It was almost the smallest ore Song Hama had, which was why it was in the innermost part of his dimensional pocket.
"This is such a small stone. I can only get one more Baron." Song Hama did not have any expectations for the ore.
However, when he placed the stone on the workbench, the dozens of hammers of the stone crusher only hammered on the surface of the ore less than a hundred times. In less than 0.3 seconds, the stone crusher automatically stopped working and the hammers were retracted.
"What is going on?
Is there something wrong with the stone crusher? "
Song Hama felt strange. Suddenly, a cool breeze blew past, blowing away the thin layer of dust on the stone. A purple and red light shot out from the dust, dazzling everyone's eyes.
"Oh my God! This is a Marquise!"
Everyone was shocked when they saw this. Were their eyes playing tricks on them? The newcomer had opened a Marquise.
"Ha ha … Ha ha ha …" Song Hama laughed like an idiot. He grabbed the Marquise off the workbench and threw it into the detector. It was a high-class Marquise with 78200 quarks of sword elements. Song Hama kissed the ore, and he didn't mind the lime on the dimensional crystal.
"Wow!
Song Hama, congratulations!
You are so lucky! "Chen Changsheng ran up and punched Song Hama. Then, the other students went up to congratulate him.
"Mister, are you willing to sell your Marquise? You should consider Bitch Company. Our price is fair, and we do not cheat anyone. We do not default on our contracts."
"Mister, don't listen to him. Our Fantasy Company is suffering because of Bitch Company. Sell it to us. We do not grow leeks."
A few of the salespeople who had been mocking Song Hama ran up to him. They waved their gadgets, saying they could buy the Marquise any time they wanted.
Everyone else was either congratulating Song Hama or offering to buy the Marquise. Only Guhan remained where he was.
"What is it? Are you jealous of your friend?
Are you jealous that he opened a Marquise? "Liunian Ling bumped Guhan on the shoulder and asked.
Guhan shook his head. "There is no need for such formalities between me and Toad."
"Tsk tsk …" Fleeting Time did not know what else to say. "Excuse me, please excuse me!" She made her way through the crowd surrounding Song Hama and made her way to the workbench. Song Hama was done with the pebbles, and it was her turn next.
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"Hey, Sour Popsicle, your wife's luck is terrible. She's already sold eighty pieces, and she's not even outstanding!"
With great difficulty, Song Hama finally managed to shake off those mortal salesmen and returned to Gu Han's side in a sorry state.
Liunian Ling had broken more than eighty pieces of ore, but she still had nothing to show for it.
"It doesn't matter. She doesn't need these things …" Guhan shrugged. Why would the young lady of the Liu Family care about such a small amount of Crystal Stones?
But in reality, Liunian Ling was already on the verge of exploding. She stared at the piece of ore that was being crushed and panted heavily. If it was possible, Liunian Ling would have turned the machine into a pile of scrap metal.
The hammer was retracted a few seconds later, and the workbench was still a pile of powder. There was nothing in the piece of ore.
"Damn it! Listen up, you stupid machine! If you don't do outstanding next time, I'll buy you back and sell you off as scrap metal!"
Liunian Ling's words caused the crowd to burst into laughter.
"Miss, you can do it. I support you in buying this stupid machine back."
"Yeah, yeah. I've been tolerating this machine for a long time. It hasn't produced a single Marquise Seed for me since I first met it. I really want to dismantle it now."
"…" The crowd spoke enthusiastically. Although they were urging Liunian Ling to buy the machine, they treated Liunian Ling's words as nothing more than a fart. Even if it was a second-hand product that had been used for almost a hundred years, it was impossible to sell it without at least seven or eight hundred million RMB. Moreover, the Heng Mountain Sword Sect might not be willing to sell it either. The cost of transporting such a heavy machine from Yuzhang City to Mount Meiling was more than a hundred million RMB.
They would never know that the sword-bearer they were mocking was actually the young miss of the Liu Nian clan. As long as she was willing, ten stone-crushing machines would only be a matter of a word for her.
"Eh? That's amazing!"
The crowd suddenly realized that when the next piece of ore was hammered, it gradually revealed a different color.
When all the crystals inside were revealed, they realized that it was another Marquise Seed.
"… Did I get sand in my eyes?
Am I seeing things?
It's another Marquise Seed. "
"Wow, this is the third Marquise Seed today. Is today my lucky day?"
"F * ck, this machine is so cheap. It produced a Marquise Seed just by scolding it.
I've decided that before I break the stone again, I'm going to scold this broken machine. "
"Big Brother, this is metaphysics. You can't believe it. You can't believe it!"
The magical scene made Guhan's workstation surrounded by a large group of sword wielder. At the same time, the shocking news that the workstation produced three Marquises in an hour spread among the humans near the camp. When Liunian Ling broke the last stone, there were at least a hundred people around.
At this time, only Guhan had not broken the stone. Everyone was looking forward to Guhan, who was with the newbies. Would he be able to create another miracle like his classmates?