I'm a crispy college student? It’s really hard to kill the whole network!

"What do you want to do?"

Feeling that Zhu Ling was staring at him, the dragon became panicked.

Zhu Ling said with a smile: "You are an old dragon who has lived for thousands of years. You shouldn't only have this little bit of scrap metal, right?"

"What do you mean, do you want to hand it over yourself or do I do it?"

Upon hearing what Zhu Ling said, the dragon's eyes suddenly became very complicated.

Han Chun, Nightingale and the others all looked up at the dragon, wanting to see what it was hiding.

Seeing Zhu Ling looking at him with burning eyes, the dragon had no choice but to slightly raise its body, revealing a big pit underneath.

There is a box in the big pit. No one knows what material the box is made of, but the first impression it gives is that it is very sturdy.

Zhu Ling laughed.

She knew that the old dragon must have hidden a treasure.

You have to know that the dragon clan has a very long lifespan, and they really like to collect rare treasures, so when they are about to die, they will treat all these treasures as their burial objects, as if they feel that they can only feel at peace if they die with these treasures in their arms.

So when Zhu Ling saw that the things outside were just rubbish like gold, she immediately realized that Lao Long had not taken out the real treasure.

"Take out the box and open it yourself."

Zhu Ling was still very cautious.

Who knows what's hidden in this box?
The giant dragon hooked the box out with its claws, and then gently patted the box, and all kinds of magic weapons in the box suddenly appeared in front of their eyes!
"Is this medicine? Why does it feel weird?"

Han Chun walked to the box and reached out to take out a white jade porcelain bottle from it.

This white jade porcelain bottle looks very much like the bottles used by ancient Chinese medicine practitioners to store medicine.

However, Han Chun was sure that very few Chinese medicine practitioners at that time could afford this kind of jade bottle, so it must contain very precious elixirs.

Han Chun looked at Zhu Ling.

"Sister Zhu Ling, can I take this bottle of medicine back and study it?"

Zhu Ling asked, "What kind of medicine is in this bottle?"

The giant dragon said in a muffled voice: "Qi Gathering Pill, after taking it, it can help absorb the surrounding spiritual energy."

"This was a top-notch elixir in the past, but it is completely useless now because the spiritual energy around us is too thin. Using it will have a counterproductive effect."

All races that want to improve their cultivation and raise their strength need to absorb spiritual energy.

The speed at which you absorb spiritual energy determines how far you can go in the future.

The reason why the dragon clan was able to become the ruler of the world in the past is because they absorbed spiritual energy quickly and their conversion rate was quite high.

It's like in a game where you and others are leveling up at the same starting line.

You can only absorb a few hundred experience points every day, but others can absorb thousands of experience points a day. How can you play this game?
There’s no fun!

The same principle applies to the dragon race and other races.

Zhu Ling curled his lips and said, "Qi Gathering Pills are indeed rare. Three of them should be enough for you to study. I'll take the rest."

Han Chun had no objection to Zhu Ling's way of distribution.

After all, Zhu Ling is the strongest here now.

If Zhu Ling is not happy, she can take everything here for herself. So what if she doesn't share anything with you?

Nightingale walked to the box and took out a dagger.

"What kind of dagger is this?"

Holding the dagger in his hand, Nightingale felt extremely comfortable, as if the dagger was a part of his body.

The dragon said helplessly: "This is not a dagger. It seems to be a famous sword of your human race, called Yuchang."

"The characteristics of this sword are that it is short and hidden, very sharp, and has a deadly poison on it. The thorn behind the hilt is the antidote."

Fish intestine sword!
Nightingale carefully examined the sword and found that the words "Yuchang" were engraved on the hilt. The most important thing was that the sword actually had its own poison and antidote. This design was really ingenious.

"can you give me?"

Nightingale looked at Zhu Ling.

Zhu Ling is still very generous to his acquaintances.

Not to mention that Wu Bin often has to follow Nightingale to perform missions. The stronger Nightingale's combat power, the more secure Wu Bin's safety will be.

After Nightingale and Han Chun had finished their choices, Zhu Ling quickly waved to Wu Bin.

"Brother, what are you standing there for? Come here quickly."

elder brother?
There's another dragon?

The giant dragon instantly locked its eyes on Wu Bin.

Although Wu Bin has always been in the team, he is very calm and doesn't like to talk.

So the dragon simply ignored him and didn't take any notice of him at all.

But now when the dragon heard Zhu Ling call Wu Bin Brother, he immediately became alert.

Zhu Ling is so powerful, so her brother must be even more powerful, right?
The dragon attaches great importance to Wu Bin.

But what he didn't expect was that he couldn't see any aura of his fellow tribesmen on Wu Bin at all!

There are only two possibilities for this situation.

Either Wu Bin is not a dragon at all, or Wu Bin’s strength is far beyond his own.

Could it be that Wu Bin is the latter?
Wu Bin didn't know that the dragon had already regarded him as a superior ancient dragon.

He walked to the box and looked at the messy things inside, without any interest at all.

"Brother, what do you think of this set of skills? The "Eastern Sea Secret", the name sounds very powerful."

Wu Bin said calmly: "Not interested."

He usually felt sleepy when reading professional books, let alone reading these messy exercises.

It's all classical Chinese. The more I read, the more sleepy I feel.

"Then what about this hammer? It should also be a magic weapon. With just a little bit of spiritual power, it can be indestructible!"

"Not interested in."

Wu Bin still couldn't muster any interest.

As a college student, why do I need weapons?
Even if he had become a frontline fighter at the Ninth Institute, he would definitely be hiding behind Nightingale and Zhu Ling. He couldn't just charge into battle with a hammer, right?

That's something a reckless man would do; Wu Bin would not do that.

Seeing that Wu Bin looked down on this thing and had no interest in that thing, the dragon became even more nervous.

You are worthy of being a big shot, with such high standards!

But the question is, if he doesn't like the things in the box, will he target me?
Just as the dragon was thinking this, Zhu Ling found a piece of clothing from the bottom of the box.

Zhu Ling said with a look of disdain: "I thought there was something good hidden in the bottom of the box, but it turned out to be ice silk soft armor?"

"This thing is not good at all, just give it to Sister Nightingale."

"Wait a minute!"

When Wu Bin heard that it was ice silk soft armor, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Is this thing invulnerable to swords and guns, water and fire?"

Zhu Ling nodded, not understanding why Wu Bin suddenly asked this question. (End of this chapter)