444 Scale (2/2)
Twelve days ago, Ye Qingxuan, the sole heir of the Ye family, was given the title of Marquess and seemed to advance toward Dreamweaver. More information is needed.
The end.
”That's it?” Ye Qingxuan looked up.
”You get as much as you give.” The dwarf looked up lazily. ”It's just one degree. Did you expect a package deal?”
Ye Qingxuan almost spat out blood. It was seriously a dishonest scamming trader!
”Okay, you've had fun and have experimented. Isn't it time for the real deal?” The dwarf seemed to see through him and glanced knowingly. ”The truly valuable things here are all over five. There's no need to come here for things under five.”
Ye Qingxuan did not reply. After thinking, he called over some aether to create pieces of paper. He wrote down three things.
The first was Hecatoncheir. The scale wavered between nine and one.
The second was 'experiment.' With a clang, the scale instantly shot to above six.
Hesitating, Ye Qingxuan put the third slip on.
'Ye Lanzhou.'
Thud.
The scale rose to 9.6.
In the long silence, the dwarf inhaled sharply. He shot a strange look at Ye Qingxuan. ”Hey kid, whose underpants are you interested in this time?”
”It seem like the Sacred City's underpants are more expensive than the Pope's.” Ye Qingxuan chuckled. ”What do I have to give?”
Side-eyeing him, the dwarf snickered. ”You think you have anything of equal value?”
Ye Qingxuan shrugged. ”Give me a discount. Business is hard.”
The dwarf looked at him indifferently. After a long while, he knocked against the scale.
”Cut out a portion.”
The scale went to 8.7.
Ye Qingxuan was still unmoved. Rubbing his hands, he murmured to himself, ”Not even the noble has extra money.”
The dwarf's face twitched but he knocked the scale again. ”Cut out another portion.”
The scale went to eight.
Looking up, Ye Qingxuan chuckled. ”The weather's pretty nice today.”
”Hey, don't overstep the boundaries!” the dwarf yelled. ”It's already cheap enough! Are you trying to get some VIP package deal?”
”Sir, don't be angry. We can still negotiate.”
Wolf Flute rushed over to appease the puppet. He stood in front of the scale. He took something out of his pocket and placed it onto the right scale.
”Is this enough?”
The scale instantly went to 5.7.
It had only decreased by 2.3 degrees but if it was exponential, the price had lowered several times! Ye Qingxuan did not know what Wolf Flute had put in that was so precious.
He opened his mouth to speak but Wolf Flute stopped him. ”Don't mind it. Was I really going to watch you pour your heart out?”
Ye Qingxuan smiled wryly. He had really planned on doing that. The most valuable thing on him was the music theory of the Philosopher's Stone… Even if he had no other way, Ye Qingxuan refused to go home empty handed.
It was logical to have to pay a little price. However, he did not expect Wolf Flute to pay so much for him. He suddenly did not know what to say.
”Don't get too excited. You owe me.” Wolf Flute glanced at him. ”The rest of the cost is yours.”
Ye Qingxuan nodded and sighed. It could only be like this. He soon handed a stack of papers to Wolf Flute. He had edited and revised the sub-originator technology of the School of Stone Heart, integrating a portion of the Philosopher's Stone's music theory. Now, it was comparable to the core technology of the modern schools.
Other than transforming into a lever to stir the aether sea, the man-made sub-originator also contained the abilities of the Philosopher's Stone. It could adjust a man's internal secretion, injecting prepared hormones, medicines, or antidotes for the musician.
Of course, when needed, it could even turn blood into nitroglycerin to ignite the musician into a ball of fire…
However, Ye Qingxuan had also left something for himself in the critical music theory. He had rewritten a portion so he could control it at any time. He did not want to be defeated by his own design.
After putting in the notes, the scale went back to equilibrium and then even went over two degrees.
”Let Nibelungenlied give me related information for the extra value.”
Just as Ye Qingxuan finished, a book of notes appeared in the left side of the scale. This time, it was not a copy that would be destroyed after reading. It was an old notebook.
Experiment records.
—Ye Lanzhou.