What? You opened a resort on the battlefield of all races?

Chapter 225

Let's rewind a few minutes.

Luo Yurou frowned slightly as she looked at Li Xin's arrogant face.

She knew in her heart that it was absolutely impossible to get the directional can from Li Xin.

However, the hidden dangers in Haichuan Prefecture are like a sword hanging over one's head.

They urgently need the directional jars to reveal the coordinates of the terrestrial alien royal family in order to find clues to the antidote.

"Since we can't buy the directional jars, let's try our luck with the regular jars."

Luo Yurou turned her head and her gaze fell on Liu Bo beside her.

A regular jar costs 1 credits, but you must use the battle record earned by a warrior in the War of All Races card room to obtain it.

Of these people, only Liu Bo recently spent countless hours in the card room frantically trying to climb the rankings in order to shed his glorious title of "White Light Boy".

They are still on the list.

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Luo Yurou grabbed Liu Bo's arm and strode to the far corner of the counter.

"Let's try anything, even if it's a dead end."

Luo Yurou pointed to the row of the cheapest, most ordinary jars on the counter and said in a low voice, "Liu Bo, you open one."

Liu Bo's face darkened, and he didn't waste any words.

He raised his personal terminal on his wrist and paid in the sensor area.

Then, without any prayer or hesitation, he extended his right hand and, almost simultaneously with Li Xin beside him, placed his palm on the seal of an ordinary jar.

……

Following Xu Tianlin's guidance, everyone's gaze shifted from the comical clown with its springs swaying wildly in Li Xin's hand to Liu Bo.

Liu Bo stood still, maintaining the posture of opening the can.

He looked down at the extra thing in his hand, completely dumbfounded, his mind still reeling.

It was a metal object about the size of a palm.

It has a cold, grayish-black color throughout, with a smooth surface and no intricate engravings of any forbidden patterns.

It was covered with only a few fine grids, with a few short metal antennas sticking out from the edges.

No matter how you look at it, this thing doesn't have the slightest fluctuation of Yuan energy; it's as ordinary as a piece of scrap metal.

"Small active phased array radar, SS-class item."

Xu Tianlin, carrying a purple clay teapot, walked up to Liu Bo, pointed to the square metal plate in Liu Bo's hand, and explained in a calm tone.

"I?"

Liu Bo blinked, looked up, and pointed to his own nose.

"SS-rank item?"

He lowered his head, turning the things in his hands over and over again, his brows furrowed in worry.

"A mournful, thunderous pit and a thunder-shaking tower?"

Liu Bo reached out and tapped the surface of the metal plate, producing a dull "clang" sound.

He looked up at Xu Tianlin with a puzzled expression.

"Shopkeeper, this doesn't look like a tower at all!"

"..."

Xu Tianlin's hand holding the teapot froze in mid-air, and the corner of his mouth twitched violently twice.

He opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know how to respond.

"How can I explain this to you...?"

Xu Tianlin rubbed his temples, feeling a bit of a headache.

Do you know about the Type 055 destroyer?

Liu Bo shook his head.

"J-20?"

He continued to shake his head.

"So you don't even know about the HQ-9?"

This time, Liu Bo simply nodded.

"never mind."

Xu Tianlin abandoned his plan to explain the science and said directly, "Just think of it as an [Alien Search Tool]."

"Its function is very simple."

Xu Tianlin held up a finger and pointed at Liu Bo, who was holding a small radar.

"Precisely pinpointing all alien races within a 5,000-kilometer radius of you!"

Xu Tianlin's voice rang out clearly in the hall.

"It can clearly mark the types of alien races, their specific numbers, and even their current cultivation levels, as long as they are within this range."

"and--"

Xu Tianlin paused, then raised his voice.

"On the battlefield of the heavens, no shielding formation, natural fog, or concealment restriction below the Fusion Realm can stop its detection."

“!!!!!!”

The moment the words fell.

The entire lobby of the All-Heavens Jar Shop was so quiet you could hear a pin drop!

At this moment, all the martial artists' eyes widened as much as copper bells!

Five thousand kilometers?!

Precisely pinpoint the type, quantity, and level of quality?!

Ignore the hidden formations below the Fusion Realm?!

Holy crap!

After a brief silence, screams erupted from the crowd, as if the roof had been blown off.

"This thing...it's insane!"

"With this thing, isn't it like having full map vision? We'll know exactly where the advanced alien races are and where the easy targets are!"

"What's there to fear about alien ambush?"

"This is practically an invincibility talisman and a money-making machine on the battlefield! With it, you can practically roam freely on the battlefield!"

Hearing the frenzied exclamations of the crowd around him, Liu Bo's dazed gaze gradually regained focus.

"I drove it out?!"

He lowered his head, staring intently at the unassuming "Thunder Tower" in his hand, his chest heaving violently.

"Did I really drive this?!"

Liu Bo suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashing with fanatical light.

"Wow hohohohoho!!!"

Liu Bo hugged the radar tightly, tilted his head back, and let out a burst of wild laughter like a monkey.

He suddenly jumped three feet high on the spot, stomping his feet excitedly.

"I'm no longer the white-light youth! I'm an SS-class golden-light powerhouse!"

He hugged the metal plate, so excited that he even kissed the cold metal panel hard.

Luo Yurou and Rong Jing, standing beside Liu Bo, were also beaming with joy.

The two looked at each other and clasped their hands tightly together.

Wei Xiaoran stood not far away, a bright glint flashing in his usually cold eyes, and his previously tense shoulders finally relaxed.

This is exactly what they need right now!

With this alien search device that can cover 5,000 kilometers, finding the whereabouts of the royal family of the terrestrial alien race will no longer be like finding a needle in a haystack.

On the other side...

In front of the counter.

Li Xin gripped the clown box, which was still jumping around and making "chirping" noises, tightly in both hands. His face was ashen, and he was trembling with rage.

His facial muscles contorted violently, his once handsome face now contorted into a grotesque, ghostly expression.

He stared intently at Liu Bo, who was celebrating in the distance, his eyes bloodshot and his breathing heavy like that of a broken ox pulling a bellows.

Why should I?!

It felt as if a volcano was erupting in Li Xin's chest, with jealousy and rage intertwined into a poisonous fire that burned away all his reason.

He spent tens of millions of credits, bought all the targeted jars, and accumulated more than 700 guaranteed drops, but the best thing he got was just a blue cultivation technique!

He can have as many of those things as he wants!

Why should I?!

How come that country bumpkin, who only used a few cheap free points to buy a basic jar, was able to get such a divine item?!

I refuse to accept this!!

Li Xin clenched his teeth tightly, and a trace of sweet-smelling blood seeped from his gums.

From childhood to adulthood, as the grandson of the Lord of Haichuan Prefecture, he enjoyed the best resources and the best cultivation techniques.

People like Liu Bo, who are from the lowest rungs of society, should be treated like dogs, only able to grovel on the ground and pick up the bones he doesn't want when he gives them charity!

But now, this peasant he despised the most not only humiliated him in front of Wei Xiaoran, but also stepped on his head and obtained the divine object he had been dreaming of!

"I'll kill you... I'm going to kill you!"

Li Xin's eyes turned incredibly venomous. He suddenly raised the scare box in his hand and smashed it hard on the ground.

With a "crack," the clown doll shattered into pieces.

He wished he could draw his sword right now, chop that guy named Liu Bo into mincemeat, and snatch that radar!

Smash this broken-down shop to pieces!

But just as he was about to make his move...

Out of the corner of Li Xin's eye, he caught sight of Xu Tianlin, who was holding a teapot and looking at him with a half-smile.

"You absolutely, positively cannot offend the owner of that resort! Otherwise, even I can't protect you!"

Grandpa Li Junshan's stern warning was like a thunderbolt, instantly shattering the last trace of madness in Li Xin's mind.

Li Xin shuddered violently, as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over him.

His last shred of reason stopped him from committing this suicidal act.

He loosened his clenched fist, lowered his head, and forcibly swallowed all his resentment and murderous intent.

The atmosphere in the hall was a stark contrast between Liu Bo's maniacal laughter and Li Xin's deathly silence.

"Oh, right."

Just then, Xu Tianlin turned around, placed the purple clay teapot in his hand on the counter, and made a soft sound.

He raised his head, his gaze sweeping over the martial artists still whispering and queuing in the hall, finally landing on Li Xin, whose face was ashen, and Qiu Chen, the fawning old man with a goatee.

"While everyone's here, let me announce something."

Xu Tianlin leaned on the counter with both hands, his tone calm, yet it carried throughout the entire hall.

"Business has been so booming lately that some loopholes have appeared in our existing sales model."

"To ensure a fair experience for all martial artists, the rules of the Jar Shop need to be updated."

"From now on, priority for purchasing designated cans and guaranteed cans will be determined based on the ranking of spending at the resort."

One per person.

"Say no to scalpers, let's start with ourselves!"

After saying this, Xu Tianlin turned and left.

Then, with a "bang," the old man with the goatee rolled his eyes and fainted on the ground.