Dimensional Invasion: I Can Fish for All Heavens

Chapter 166 Blue Spider Lily, the Energy Seeping into the Body

"It is shaped like a short rod, about 15-20 centimeters long, and can be held in one hand."

"The central part is a silver metallic cylinder, with symmetrical golden wing-like structures extending from both sides, resembling outstretched wings."

"A transparent crystal is inlaid on the top."

"The Spark Lens, without a doubt, is a Spark Lens with a classic color scheme!"

Zhou Ming's gaze was fixed on the magic light stick lying quietly beside the plastic flower. His breathing became rapid. He strode to the stall and pointed at the magic light stick:
"Boss, how much does this cost?"

"fifty thousand."

"???"

When I type a question mark, it’s not that I have a problem, it’s that you have a problem.

"You're selling me the Spark Lens for 50,000?"

"What, is that glow stick a prop from a movie set? A collector's item?"

"Do you think I'm stupid?"

Zhou Ming said irritably, "You're selling the Spark Lens for 50,000? Are you trying to make fun of me?"

If it were truly a treasure from the heavens, then no amount of money would be too much. Let alone 50,000, even 500 million or 5 billion would not be a problem.

But you're just a figurine, bro!
Don't tell me there's some unseen voice reminding him that he'll regret not buying it. That voice has appeared far too many times since the spiritual energy revival, and he hasn't bought a single heavenly treasure despite buying so many things.

Moreover, no matter how loud the sound was, hearing the price made him lose all desire to buy.

"Then name your price."

The boss chuckled, signaling for Zhou Ming to speak.

In this era of dimensional invasion, how could he not know what he's selling?
It's mainly because I used to deal in antiques, and I'm used to hearing people ask about prices.

The antique market is really not doing well after the spiritual energy revival. It used to be so lively, with everyone trying to find bargains and apply their appraisal knowledge. Now, everyone is focused on the treasures of the heavens.

Finding celestial treasures is no easy feat. Instead of hoping to find them, you might as well try to find something of value among the mostly fake items they have. At least that has a higher probability of success.

"Fifty."

It's just a sparkler figurine, and it's even plastic. Paying fifty is already a purchase for the sake of nostalgia.

As for genuine products, do you expect to find genuine products sold at street stalls?
Even if he dares to sell it to you, you have to believe him.

"make a deal!"

The stall owner didn't even lift his eyelids, as if he had been waiting for these words. He grabbed the magic wand and shoved it into Zhou Ming's hand, while his other hand was already poking the QR code sign in front of his eyes.

"Sweep this."

"."

Zhou Ming's lips twitched. This was too satisfying. They didn't even need to pretend to sigh or shake their heads.
At least put on an act, pull each other along, and give him a sense of involvement.

"Judging from your appearance, I can tell you're a veteran anime fan."

"Don't you know what things cost?"

"As long as there's a profit to be made, that's fine."

As he spoke, he handed the plastic flower next to the glow stick to Zhou Ming.

"Here, I'll throw it in for you. Those characters in antique appraisal novels love to buy a fake and then throw in a real one!"

"I'll build one for you too."

"Perhaps this flower will truly become a treasure of the heavens someday."

"Two fiftys, you've made a killing."

Make a few bucks.

Zhou Ming rolled his eyes, but still took the plastic flower and swiped the money. After buying the sparkler, Zhou Ming didn't continue browsing.

He felt that the opportunities he could have in a day were limited, so he would only buy one thing each day that resonated with him.

After returning home, he casually tossed the plastic flower onto the table, then struck a classic transformation pose with his Sparkler.

“Tiga——!”

no response.

"really."

Zhou Ming shook his head, showing no regret or pity.

It's not the first time anyway.

He opened the cabinet and put the magic light stick inside.

The cabinet was filled with similar "items": a Kamen Rider belt, a banana-shaped Devil Fruit, Rukia Kuchiki's Sode no Shirayuki, and a Konoha headband.
He stared at the cabinet for a while, then finally slammed the door shut, preferring to stay out of sight.

Zhou Ming walked to the table, slumped into a chair, picked up the plastic flower on the table, and unconsciously fiddled with the petals of the plastic flower with his fingertips.

His gaze was somewhat unfocused, yet the images of those who possessed the treasures of the heavens uncontrollably surfaced in his mind.

In an instant, a hundred-meter radius was transformed into an extremely cold ice wheel; the railgun streaked across the sky, and the Ryujin Jakka annihilated the beast horde in a flash.
Those images went viral on the website, each one making his blood boil, only to cool it down just as quickly.

"Indeed, an ordinary person is always an ordinary person, no matter when."

He sighed deeply, leaned the back of his head against the chair back, and looked up at the sky; the dust on the ceiling was just like his uneventful life.

Of course, there's nothing wrong with a simple and ordinary life. Don't many powerful characters in anime also yearn for an ordinary life?

But reason is reason.

"Who the hell wouldn't want to be a cheater?"

He muttered to himself, the plastic flower twirling between his fingers.

He wasn't chosen when his supernatural abilities awakened, and he couldn't find any of the treasures in the heavens.

The only consolation is probably the recent explosion of new anime series, with major platforms frantically buying copyrights, presumably trying to artificially exploit the "dimensional invasion" mechanism to bring more treasures from the heavens into reality.

But when the time comes, will they really be able to obtain all the treasures of the heavens?
Zhou Ming sighed, not holding out much hope for it.

He closed his eyes slightly, his eyelids gradually grew heavy, and a hazy sleepiness washed over him.

Time passes silently.

The plastic flower he casually placed on his chest was somehow enveloped in a soft, luminous glow; the rough plastic texture gradually faded, the petals unfurled and thinned, and the edges shimmered with a translucent sheen, as if reshaped by some force.

Its shape also subtly changed within the halo.

The slender stamens hang down like silk threads, and the petals are delicate and enchanting, with slightly curled edges, as if gently caressed by an invisible wind.

That was a red spider lily.

But unlike the usual blood-red spider lily, this flower has a deep blue hue, like a crystal formed from the deep sea.

It hovered quietly above Zhou Ming's chest, its light gradually intensifying; then, the entire flower seemed to melt, transforming into wisps of blue light that seeped into his body like water.

Zhou Ming, who was fast asleep, was completely unaware of this.

The renovation has begun.

An indescribable, terrifying life force surged into Zhou Ming's body like a tidal wave, causing every inch of his flesh to boil and recombine; his skin gradually lost its original color, becoming as pale as paper, yet it exuded an almost eerie luster, like porcelain formed from moonlight.

His face became even more handsome under the sculpting of this force, with deep-set brow bones, a high nose bridge, and lips so pale they were almost transparent, giving him an inhuman sense of perfection.

His body was stretching and reshaping, his shoulders broadened, his waist and abdomen tightened, his muscle lines were smooth and sharp, and his abdomen showed a distinct outline, but not too exaggerated, like a carefully designed doll.

(End of this chapter)