After I quit the team, they chased me

The vampire girl Roy wiped her saliva with her hand and pretended to have no appetite... Well, she must have bad intentions, and we will talk about it when we get back.

Simon looked around and suddenly felt his heart calm down again.

Throwing away those messy thoughts, Simon examined his inner self again and found that he was thinking too much.

“My mindset was not right.

“My goal is to cross the snow-capped mountains and go out into the world to develop.

“Even if we want to fight for mineral veins, we should set our sights on the mineral veins outside the snow-capped mountains.

"It's a waste of time and energy to fight with them for the little resources in such a small place.

"I should have looked further ahead."

Thinking of this, Simon suddenly felt clear in his mind.

Because of his own responsibilities in the original team, he subconsciously competed with others for victory, otherwise it would not be in the interests of the White Fruit Adventure Group.

At this moment, he put aside these thoughts that brought him mental burdens, returned to his original intention, and thought calmly in his heart:

If we could find a mineral vein, that would be the best.

Even if you can't hold on, you can use the existing resources to exchange with others.

As long as we can get resources useful for mountaineering, it's all worth it.

Moreover, the Gem Cat can be used for future overseas explorations, so there will be no loss in any case.

After thinking about it, Simon began to carefully check the quality of the cats to avoid being slaughtered by the boss.

Simon was seen carefully stroking the cat's head, scratching its chin, and patting its spine. The kitten immediately meowed and fell limply to the ground, so comfortable that it lay flat on the spot and died.

This made Little Shark dumbfounded.

He looked very reluctant to buy the cat just now, but in the blink of an eye he threw away his cool attitude and started petting the cat.

Moreover, the cat-stroking technique seems very skillful. This is definitely not his first time to pet a cat. He must be an experienced cat petter.

"Simon... I, I want to pet the cat too." The little shark made a sound of wanting, twisted his hands together and moved them randomly, and then pursed his lips after he finished speaking, for fear of revealing the serrations again and scaring the kitten.

She was afraid that the kitten would show its teeth at her.

"If you want to touch it, just touch it. What are you afraid of?" Simon said, letting go of his hand.

The little shark just reached out.

The kitten seemed to be under the spell of stress response. It jumped up and ran back into the mother cat's arms again.

The elegant big female cat just glanced over here, then laid her head back on the table, letting the kittens squeeze around in her arms.

Seeing this, the little shark died right where it was.

"I, I just want to touch you..."

She had never seen anything cute before, and this was the first time she saw such a silly and cute extraordinary creature.

Unfortunately, the kitten didn't appreciate it.

"Well, that's how Jewel Cats are. They're shy. Once you get them home and get used to them, you can touch them as you like." The boss kindly consoled him, then turned to Simon and said, "Mr. Simon, what do you think?"

The boss originally thought Simon didn't want to buy it, but after seeing the way he petted the cat, he felt there was some hope.

"Two hundred and fifty, please." Simon put away his gentle face and bargained down to the lowest price right away, leaving the boss speechless.

"Mr. Simon, this is a purple-eyed cat. You can't cut it like that. The minimum price should be 2,000 essence points. It can't be any lower."

"For a kitten whose pupils haven't opened yet, under normal circumstances, there's no way of knowing whether its third eye is blue or purple. Many vendors use the gimmick of purple light emitting from the eyelids to cheat people, but that won't fool me." Simon shook his head.

"Okay, I give in. You're awesome, Mr. Simon." The boss gave him a thumbs up. Simon even knew such industry secrets. His knowledge was far beyond his imagination.

But it's normal if you think about it, Simon has been an assistant commander in the White Fruit Adventure Group for five years.

If a talent like this doesn't learn throughout his life, can he maintain that position?

That must not be the case.

Such a person is too smart, so you can only talk to him openly.

After the boss realized that he couldn't get any benefit from Simon, he said bluntly: "Mr. Simon, I won't beat around the bush with you. I have to make some profit from doing business. Look at the appearance of this black glove kitten. I'll sell it to you for 800 fine bucks. Don't tell anyone, otherwise I can't do business. This is really the lowest price. Give me some profit."

The price was bargained down from four thousand to eight hundred, which was like a roller coaster ride, but there was no surprise on Simon's face, because he roughly knew what the market price was.

Little Shark is attracted by this kitten because it is indeed good-looking, and its value lies in its good looks. It will be easy to sell, and the price cannot be lowered to two or three hundred yuan.

Simon nodded and looked at another black cat. It was a cat without eyes and looked listless. There was no light coming out of the vertical pupils on its forehead. It was obviously a cat with bad pupils, also known as a sick cat.

"By the way, give it this kitten as a companion." Simon pointed at the kitten with evil eyes.

This listless black cat is the pet that Sister White Sugar has been watching.

It was obvious that she really wanted to treat it.

But a damaged pupil is a permanent wound, just like a little shark losing half its eye, and it cannot be cured.

The only things she could treat were common ailments.

But generally speaking, the bosses of pet businesses are adventurers who were born as nannies, or they have someone in their family who is a nanny.

If your pet is sick, just give it a sip of milk and it will be fine.

Pets that cannot be cured all have congenital defects from birth.

Therefore, the kitten’s sickly appearance is a psychological problem, not a real illness.

Bai Tang was stunned for a moment when he saw Simon suddenly point to the sick cat, then looked at Simon's profile.

She whispered: "Thank you."

This cat seems to be determined to die.

She felt the frustration and despair, and had never seen such human-like negativity in a supernatural animal.

She wanted to heal it, but she knew it was probably not a wound that could be healed by just praying.

If you leave it alone, it will die one day and be thrown into the trash by your boss.

But since Simon bought it, she had time to get to know the kitten.

'Thank you, Simon.'

Bai Tang once again muttered to himself.

Chapter 39 Boss: I'm losing a lot this time (for "Pirates"

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Roy saw that both of them had cats, so he immediately tugged at Simon's clothes, stared at him with his big red eyes, and said, "What about me?"

Simon rolled his eyes at her and said, "Forget it, wipe your saliva off and don't have any evil thoughts.

"Huh, is that so? No way! I'm not that kind of person!" Roy said in shock.

As a vampire foodie, you would get sick of eating the blood of chickens, ducks and pigs every day.

What's wrong with changing the taste?

It doesn't mean that you have to fuck the cat that sucks blood.

The last time she accidentally knocked Simon down, she didn't suck him into a human form.

What's more, as long as the nanny is present, death is impossible...

But how did Simon know what I was thinking just now?

When Roy saw Simon rolling his eyes at her, she subconsciously felt guilty and quietly retreated behind the crowd.

As long as you can't see me, it means I don't exist.

As long as I don't exist, it's the same as if I never said that.

When the stall owner heard Simon's request for a kitten as a gift, he immediately uttered "ouch" and felt overwhelmed.

"No, Mr. Simon, please let me earn a little. I have old people to take care of and young children to take care of...

"Wait, wait, wait, don't go. I'll sell you at a loss, okay? I'll give you the sick little cat as a gift. Just consider it as making friends."

When the boss saw Simon turning around and leaving, he immediately changed his tone.

Looking at Simon’s serious enthusiasm, even the little shark believed it and really thought that Simon didn’t want it anymore.

Fortunately, Simon came back after hearing what he said, took out a blue essence block from his space backpack, handed over the money with one hand and took the cat with the other.

With the boss looking pained, the deal was finally completed.

Simon doesn't think bargaining is shameful, rather he thinks it's one of the little pleasures in life.

The pleasure is not too great, just moderate.

If you pay too much attention to it, you might end up annoying yourself.

For example, what if the bargaining fails and someone else buys it cheaper than you?

If you relax your mind, there will be nothing to worry about.

Besides, the boss might even make a profit.

A businessman would not do business at a loss, and Simon was not someone he had to curry favor with.

As long as you are willing to sell, you will make a profit.

"By the way, is your little black cat sick?" Simon asked.

"Hey, there is no other disease, it's just that the third vertical pupil is blind. I have treated it, and the body is fine, only the eyes can't be cured." The boss waved his hand and lowered his head to count the money.

Sister Bai Tang also touched the little black cat's back, but the little black cat looked listless and showed little interest.

Even when you stroke its chin, it looks completely passive, unlike the white cat which is proactive.

Bai Tang said, "Let me treat it first."

Even if the boss says that the treatment has been done, each healing profession focuses on different abilities. If others can't do it, maybe she can?

She was wearing a black hat with a white brim, a white scarf, and a black nun's dress. She held a cross in both hands, with her eyes closed, showing a solemn and sacred expression.

Her mouth moved slightly, and I could faintly hear her praying, but I didn't know that she was silently saying in her heart: "Simon!"

The next second, she summoned a pure white holy light, covering the black kitten, and dyeing its black fur temporarily pure white.

The crowd was two or three meters away and felt the warmth from the holy light, as if their souls were healed.

"Well, your faith is very pure." The boss exclaimed, thinking that Bai Tang was an excellent church nun.

Bai Tang felt a little guilty after hearing this, but he still maintained the holy light until it ended ten seconds later.

Different from Roy's blood-colored light wave treatment, the nun's treatment is a holy light descending from the sky.

The healing time of Holy Light can be actively extended, but the healing amount will decrease gradually over time, and the rate of decrease is very fast. Basically, there will be not much healing left after three seconds. Only by being promoted to a full-time position can the healing amount be increased.

When the holy light slowly faded away, the little kitten still had pure black fur, and its little eyes were shining with light again, and it seemed to have become a little more spiritual.

It is probably the long-term physical disability that has hurt its young mind.

After being illuminated by Bai Tang's holy light, the little kitten's dark inner world was filled with light, and his mental state finally recovered a little.

"Huh? Holy Light actually works..."

The boss was not heartbroken at first.

When I saw the kitten's pupils had focused, I immediately began to regret it.

The cat was about to die and was worthless, so I just gave it away.

Now that I know there is hope, I suddenly feel like I have lost dozens of sperms, and my heart is bleeding.

I had never looked for a nun before, mainly because there were other healing professionals at home. Out of inertia of thinking, I thought the cat had a mental illness and could not be saved.

Who knew that this holy light had the effect of warming the heart. Although the effect was not very good, it could at least save people. After all, it didn't cost much to ask the nun for help.

Lose, lose.

Simon felt a little amused as he watched his boss's face change drastically.

After watching Bai Tang undergo several Holy Light treatments, the cat's mental state almost recovered. He immediately hung it on the other shoulder and prepared to set off to the next stop to buy a horse.

Simon had bought horses before and had a general idea of ​​the market conditions.