Please be my partner.

Even a veterinary clinic!

However, the famous Mr. Jim's clinic naturally could not be opened in other areas of Vero City, but only in Colin District.

The housing price gap between other areas and Colin District is like the gap between the fifth-tier cities and Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou in Mellen's previous life. Unless "The Wandering Earth" appears, the gap is simply not on the same level.

At this time, he thought of the magical leaf.

In fact, over the years, he has been trying to explore the secret of the magical leaves, but so far he has gained nothing except the discovery that placing them can purify the environment within a certain range and make the air fresher and more natural.

Perhaps, that's all it does.

After listening to Mr. Jim's description, a big question mark appeared in Mellen's head. He asked curiously: "If it can only make the air fresher, then what is the difference between it and a large potted plant?!"

"This..." Mr. Jim was speechless for a moment, and said with some hope: "But, it is a magical item! And those words recorded on it, maybe it is some kind of extraordinary inheritance!"

Mellen said calmly, "Or maybe it's simply used to maintain fresh air, just like the spell symbols carved by wizards in novels and illustrated books."

Mr. Jim fell silent.

Mellen said, "Mr. Jim, can you let me take a look at that magical leaf?"

Mr. Jim smiled bitterly, took out an exquisite box, placed it in front of Mellen and opened it.

There was a thick black velvet under the box, and on the velvet was a small, delicate green leaf.

Almost the moment the box was opened, Melen felt a fresh and natural air blowing towards him.

It feels as relaxing and leisurely as lying on the prairie in the early morning when the sun just rises.

Mellen didn't touch the leaf. Instead, he said, "Mr. Jim, this is truly an extraordinary item. What price are you willing to sell it for?"

At this point, Mr. Jim's meaning has become very clear.

He hesitated for a moment and said, "1000 gold coins!"

Mellen smiled amusedly, gently closed the box, and pushed it back to Mr. Jim. He shook his head and said, "I do have some interest in it, but 1000 gold coins..."

Mr. Jim looked a little depressed, and he seemed to understand that the magic leaves were not worth so much money.

However, this magical leaf also represented his dreams and expectations for many years, which made him instinctively not want to sell it so easily, so he quoted a slightly outrageous price.

Mr. Jim asked, "So, Master Mellon, what price can you offer?"

Mellen thought for a moment and said, "300 gold coins, I think this is a suitable price, and I won't negotiate any further. If you agree, we can proceed with the transaction. If you don't agree, then I can only say sorry."

Mr. Jim hesitated for a long time, but finally chose to agree.

After all, if he took the magic leaf to look for other wealthy businessmen and nobles, firstly, he might be forced to lower his price even more, and secondly, his safety would not be guaranteed.

And Mellen was his choice after careful consideration.

After returning home, Mellen briefly told Butler Morgan about the magical leaves.

Butler Morgan nodded to indicate that he would take care of the follow-up. Then, after a moment's hesitation, he said politely, "Master, if you wish to purchase anything in the future, you can let me know directly and I will go and talk to the other party."

Mellen was a little speechless, realizing that Butler Morgan felt that he had wasted his money.

However, it seems that this is indeed the case.

In terms of purchasing power, one gold coin in this world is roughly equivalent to 2000 RMB in the previous life, and 300 gold coins are approximately equal to 60 RMB.

60 yuan for an air purifier?! That's a bit outrageous!

But in today's world, where things are rare and valuable, and with the existence of extraordinary filters, there may be some premium, but it is not unacceptable.

Is 300 gold coins too much?

On the surface, the weekly salary of top private teachers can reach 10 gold coins, and 300 gold coins is equivalent to their salary for six or seven months.

But, that’s not how it’s calculated!

Top private trainers also need to invest a lot of money to maintain a decent life.

Otherwise, when those nobles see you wearing cheap clothes, looking sloppy, unable to afford even a bottle of high-end cosmetics (ladies), and without a decent walking stick (gentlemen), will they willingly pay a high price to hire you to teach their children?!

Therefore, they often need to invest more than 300% of their income to maintain a decent life. If they want to really save up enough cash flow of gold coins, it will take at least three years, and they cannot make large purchases during this period!

Moreover, this is the income of top private trainers!

After returning to the room, Mellen opened the box, looked at the magical leaves inside, tentatively reached out to touch it, and was ready to pull his hand away at any time.

After a few breaths, there was no abnormality at all.

Mellen tutted and withdrew his hand.

He did this because he wanted to try whether the wolf-shaped pendant could absorb the energy from the extraordinary objects through direct contact.

It was precisely because he had not confirmed this before that he chose not to touch the magic leaf in front of Mr. Jim.

The conclusion we have reached now is... No!

If nothing unexpected happens, the energy absorbed by the wolf-shaped pendant should be spirituality. If one wants to absorb the spirituality contained in the extraordinary object, it is likely that it will need to be destroyed.

Thinking of this, Melen shook his head slightly. He certainly didn't intend to destroy the magical leaves directly, as there were indeed some strange words recorded on them.

He planned to wait until he got to the Kingdom Mystic Academy to see if he could find any relevant clues, and then think about how to deal with it.

The magic leaves need to come into contact with the outside air to activate their purification ability. If the box is covered and placed in a closed environment, it can only purify the air inside the box.

So, Melen simply opened the box.

Spike also came over, seeming to think the air here smelled good.

The dog is now much stronger than it was a week ago, thanks to Salim's help.

At first, when Salim heard that Mellen wanted him to help train Spike, his face turned as black as the bottom of a pot and he almost beat Mellen on the spot.

Only after learning that Spike was a supernatural being did he reluctantly agree.

During the subsequent training process, when Salim mocked Mellen, he added words like "You are not even as good as a dog".

Mellen gently stroked Spike's head and looked at its attributes.

There are two changes. One is that the original '+0.2' after the name disappeared three days ago.

According to Spike's description, these energies were digested by it, so its progress was particularly obvious in the first few days of training, but became slow afterwards.

Another point is that the energy required to evolve [Fighting Dog] was originally '3.7', but now it has become '3.6'.

This is probably because Spike has become stronger, and more spiritual energy has accumulated in his body, which has brought him closer to the next level, so the energy required for evolution has naturally decreased.

This is a good thing for Mellen.

Of course, other unknown reasons cannot be ruled out, and further verification will be needed in the future.

In the afternoon, Mellen came to the training ground and began to complete each training under Salim's cold gaze.

He had already passed the adaptation period and was acting with ease. Although he still quickly became tired under Salim's control, at least he did not run himself into coma like on the first day.

"Bang!~Bang!~Bang!~..."

A series of shots seemed extremely stable.

As for accuracy, Mellen can already hit the target with every shot from fifty meters away, and can maintain a score above five rings.

This was all practiced during this period using thousands of bullets.

When today's training was over and before taking the medicinal bath, Melen said to Salim, "Instructor Salim, my training is over. Starting tomorrow, I can have a full day of training."

Salim hummed lightly, seemingly unconcerned.

After Mellen left, a strange and dangerous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth!

Chapter 13 Learning How to Fight

New day, new mood.

Although he no longer had to study with Mr. Jim, Mellen still got up early.

After a balanced breakfast, I changed into casual sportswear, took Spike with me, and jogged towards the training camp.

When he ran past, pedestrians on the road would feel that the air became particularly fresh.

That's right, Melen carried the magical leaf with him.

In fact, according to his original idea, he was going to keep the magic leaves at home.

After all, the ancient country he belonged to in his previous life had humility, concealing one's shortcomings and the doctrine of the mean engraved in their bones.

But after thinking about it carefully, I felt that it was unnecessary.

The magical leaves are just relatively precious considering his value, so he just takes them with him.

With Spike always by his side, he doesn't have to worry too much.

Moreover, if he can breathe purified air without impurities during training, the effect of exercise will be enhanced.

By the time Mellen arrived at the training ground, his body was already exercising except for a thin layer of sweat.

When Salim saw Mellen, he was stunned at first. After looking at him for a moment, he said, "Extraordinary item?!"

Mellen didn't say anything else and nodded calmly.

"Tsk tsk!"

Salim said in a tone that was hard to tell whether it was mocking or envious: "You are worthy of it, Master Mellen!"

Melen didn't care. He had become accustomed to Salim's sarcasm during this period.

He could see that the latter was not a bad person, he was just a mean person!

In the past, he would have felt that it was a pity for Salim. With his strength and achievements, if he hadn't offended anyone, he should have had a better way out.

But now he thinks that Salim, that bastard, is lucky that he has enough strength and achievements, otherwise, with his ability to offend people, he would have been killed long ago (gritting teeth.jpg)!

Salim first said to Spike: "You should go do the previous training."

Spike didn't bark much and walked away happily.

Then, Salim said to Meren, "Follow me."

Having said that, he turned and walked towards the depths of the training ground.

Although Melen was a little confused, he didn't ask anything and followed Salim.

After this period of training, he had long recognized the professionalism of this instructor.

However, when he was taken to a fighting room by Salim, a question mark slowly emerged in his head and a bad premonition flashed through his heart.

This fighting room is extremely spacious, and its walls and floors are made of a rubber-like material. This material provides a certain degree of cushioning without affecting movement, reducing damage when falling.

There are many shelves around, on which are placed various protective gear and the like.

Mellen laughed dryly and said, "Instructor Salim, I think the previous training was pretty good. There's no need to rush and add new items, right?!"

Salim said with a half-smile: "The purpose of all our training is to help us fight better!"

"Only through real combat can one train the body's reactions to the greatest extent, develop a keen sense of awareness, and know when to do and when not to do something!"

Mellen made a bitter face and was about to say something, but Salim didn't give him a chance to speak. He said coldly, "You have one minute to prepare."

Mellen paused, stopped talking, and hurried to the shelf in the corner to put on various protective gear.

Salim smiled and slowly put on a pair of boxing gloves.

The purpose of wearing boxing gloves is not to protect himself, but to protect Mellen.

When the minute was over, Mellen was still hurriedly putting on his shin guards, but a sharp whistling sound made him subconsciously turn his head and see a fist as big as a casserole appear in front of him at a speed that blurred his vision.

The strong wind caused by the fist blew for nearly two seconds before it stopped.

Melen froze as he watched the fist that went from extremely active to extremely still and hovered in front of him. It was a trembling feeling of facing death.

It seemed that if the fist moved forward just a little bit, his entire head would be blown up in an instant.

Salim retracted his fist, his eyes icy as he spoke, "The enemy said they'd give you one minute, and you're really going to prepare for that minute without any resistance?! A fool like you, if you were to go to the battlefield, you'd waste several lives!"

Mellen sat down on the ground, anger, fear, shame, all kinds of emotions filled his heart almost instantly. He even wanted to just leave. He had never been so humiliated in his two lifetimes.

but……

Mellen slowly closed his eyes, and slowly, all his emotions were calmed down one by one.

A few minutes later, when he opened his eyes again, he had regained his composure.

Mellen said seriously: "Sorry, instructor, I won't do it again next time."