Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

"Quick, Mithril Cooling Stabilizer!"

Meng Chao put the yellow crystal nuclei into the stabilizing solution, and then tightened the bottle cap, feeling a little relieved.

"It's really spiritual nerve balls, very fresh, at least 80% active, and the appearance is perfect!"

The reapers stared at the storage for a long time, exclaiming in surprise.

Spiritual neurosphere, a mutant organ unique to high-level monsters.

It is a crystal of ordinary nerve balls nourished by spiritual energy and soaked for many years.

It is often used to modulate advanced nerve growth agents, and it has an excellent effect on repairing spinal cord injuries.

Small war machines can also be implanted to create "thinking chariots".

This thing is extremely brittle and unstable, and it is not easy to peel it out of the monster's body perfectly.

Therefore, the commission given to the reaper is also higher than that of ordinary materials. No matter how mean Shen Rongfa is, he still has to give 3 points, at least 10,000, 20,000!

The big bastards could no longer find good words to evaluate Meng Chao, a natural harvester.

"It's not just about key high schools."

They thought to themselves, "Could it be that because he is a young man with yellow flowers, his hands are particularly strong?"

Meng Chao was also very happy. He held up the translucent storage device and looked at it carefully.

"Be careful, the spiritual neurospheres that have just been peeled off are very active and cannot withstand violent shocks." Meng Yishan reminded and laughed again.

I don't know when my son has grown beyond imagination, so I really don't need to worry about it.

Meng Chao responded, and slowly turned around to appreciate it, when his expression suddenly changed.

He took a closer look, with a greedy look in his eyes.

"A Chao, you..." Knowing the son is more like a father, Meng Yishan knows that he has moved his mind.

"By the way, Brother Meng." A reaper suddenly said, "Xiao Chao was injured last year. The main problem is the spinal nerves, right?"

"That's right!" Another reaper's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly, "Isn't the spiritualized nerve ball of the golden ghost the best medicinal material?"

Everyone looked at each other, and then looked around as if there was no outsider. When they realized something, their breathing became heavy.

"enough!"

Meng Yishan frowned deeply, grabbed the memory, and said darkly, "Ah Chao, don't even think about it, this is a spoil of war that he killed desperately, and we just harvested it for him."

Meng Chao wanted to explain: "Dad, I'm not..."

"I know that you want to take an undergraduate degree, and I know how hard it was for you to be injured last year. After all, it's all because of Dad's incompetence."

Meng Yishan's eyes were cloudy, and his voice was hoarse but firm, "But no matter how poor we are, no matter how helpless we are, we can't take other people's things."

Meng Chao scratched his head.

Dad really misunderstood.

There are too many people now, I will explain to my dad later, my injury is almost healed.

"Don't blame Dad. Dad can think of any way for you to go to college, but this matter is really not good. It will leave a stain and ruin your life. Even if no one finds out, you will have a bad conscience and will never be happy."

Meng Yishan said in a deep voice, "Achao, your harvesting skills are nothing to say, but the most important thing to be a harvester is not the skills, but... to control your own hands.

"This is a profession that often sees the treasures of heaven and earth. Over time, one has a crooked mind and stretches out a hand that should not be stretched out. As a result, one's reputation is ruined and one's fate is miserable. This kind of thing happens every day in the circle.

"If you really can't control yourself, no matter how talented you are, I won't bring you into this business. No matter what job you go out to do, as long as you are upright, can stand up straight, and eat happily, you will always be mine. Good son!"

Facing his father's righteous speech, Meng Chao thought about it, and decided to go to the corner later, and the two father and son had a good chat.

"Dad, stop talking, I can control myself." He didn't look at the memory again.

"A Chao, you... take a break." Meng Yishan couldn't bear it.

"Xiao Chao, come here and have something to eat." The harvesters were very sorry and greeted one after another.

Harvesting crustacean monsters is a labor-intensive job.

Meng Chao has excellent consciousness. After all, his body is only seventeen years old. After working on monsters for two hours in the first half of the night, and another two hours in the second half of the night, he relaxed now, his arms were sore, and his fingers were in pain.

He took a sip of the hot self-heating high-energy nutritious meal, and slowly used the secret method attached to the perfect-level "Basic Marksmanship" to flex his ten fingers.

Contacts, capital, source of corpses...

He is also thinking.

Just as he was about to find an excuse to call his father outside, the two father and son had a heart-to-heart talk, when suddenly, an unusual voice came from the whimpering wind.

In Meng Chao's mind, a memory fragment from his previous life flashed.

His ears were pricked up, and his expression was more pleasant than seeing the spirit ball just now.

You heard me right, isn't it?

Meng Chao stood up abruptly and regained his energy in an instant.

Maybe, there is a way to get the first pot of gold this time!

"Dad, all uncles, I'm suddenly too tired. You take your time. I'll go to the Reaper's camp to rest. The camp is at the main entrance of the steel factory, right? It's okay. You guys are busy. I'll go by myself!"

As Meng Chao spoke, he ran away.

"Slow down, be careful not to trip over the corpse of the monster and cut your hands and feet!" Meng Yishan could only shout loudly from behind.

Seeing his son's figure disappear into the heavy night, the middle-aged man clenched his fists.

"Hey, brother Shen, we just opened a golden ghost..." He called Shen Rong.

"what!"

The scream on the other end of the phone could be heard by all the Reapers, "You are crazy, you can also drive the Golden Ghost, why don't you wait for Director Gu? If you destroy the materials, be careful that Lord Tiger will destroy you!"

Meng Yishan was sprayed with saliva across the phone, but he didn't even blink his eyelids, and continued to say a few words in a low voice.

After hanging up the phone, he carefully took out the storage device: "Brothers, I'll take the spiritual nerve ball to Brother Shen to deal with. This thing is unstable. Even if it's placed in Mithril solution, it's easy to get out of control."

None of the brothers knew what he was thinking: "Brother Meng, do you want to buy it from Brother Shen?"

Meng Yishan's eyes flashed, he looked down at the dirty anti-corrosion work boots, and said in a low voice, "This is Ah Chao's only hope."

"Brother Shen is not good at talking."

The brothers shook their heads, "He won't give you the employee price, maybe he will kill you. Besides, the employee price means you have money?"

"I've thought about it. I can still work for a few more years. At worst, I won't be your captain. I will sign a long-term contract with Brother Shen and advance my salary for the next few years." Meng Yishan said, "Brother Shen wanted to sign a 'secondary contract' with me a long time ago." , he will agree."

"Are you crazy?"

The brothers turned pale with shock, "The second-level contract is to deal with extremely dangerous high-level monsters. These beasts contain powerful spiritual energy, and their corpses can easily turn into undead creatures, or even biochemical bombs. Harvesting such beasts is worse than clearing landmines." It's dangerous, you'll be smashed to pieces in minutes!"

"It's okay, I know what's going on." Meng Yishan said firmly, "Go ahead, I'll go back as soon as I go."

Holding the storage device, as if holding a piece of crystal-like fragile hope, he stepped over the hideous and ugly monster corpse, stepping deep and shallow, and walked into the darkness.

...

Two streets away, in front of a burning collapsed building.

There is only one monster here, like a spider magnified a hundred times.

It has the characteristics of a large number of jackals. The organs of crustaceans and mammals are strangely fused together, and the whole body is covered with a layer of short, hard golden fluff, exuding a unique royal atmosphere.

Its head and chest had a fatal wound that ripped open its stomach, but it was not dead yet. On the back shell covered with spikes, seven scarlet eyes rolled around, releasing the final cruelty.

The back of the abdomen was still pumping and sucking, screaming like an evil curse.

The two harvesters, one old and one young, looked at this ferocious monster like looking at fish on a chopping board.

The old man had white hair and a childlike face, his eyes were brilliant, and there were circles of halos inlaid outside the pupils.

The girl's face was immature, but there was a hint of arrogance in her eyebrows and eyes, and she wore a pair of snow-white gloves that were neither gold nor iron, as thin as cicada's wings, on her arms around her chest.

"Xue Shi, you have learned the "Seven-Eyed Tarantula" well recently, and today I will let you practice with this 'Seven-Eyed Tarantula'." The old man's voice was mellow and understated.

"Eight minutes, Grandpa, I will solve the battle in eight minutes."

Ning Xueshi knelt down on one knee and opened an exquisite silver-white toolbox.

The tool box is like an exquisite pagoda. After opening, it is divided into seven or eight layers. The layers are full of beautiful things. They are all grotesque harvesting tools, which are ten times finer than Meng Yishan's adze, chisel, ax and saw.

Swish Swish Swish Swish!

The girl tapped her fingers lightly, and the blades danced on her fingertips like butterflies.

Suddenly, the butterfly disappeared, she snorted softly, and looked to the side dissatisfied.

Tattat, at the other end of the street, someone stumbled over.

After fighting and harvesting all night, he was so tired that his bladder hurt. Meng Chao was out of breath, and gasped for breath while holding his knees.

"Grandpa, there is someone."

Ning Xueshi raised her eyebrows, and muttered in a low voice, "Do you understand the rules? My family's methods can also be seen casually?"

The old man looked up and couldn't help laughing when he saw the "Jiuxin" logo on Meng Chao's protective clothing and the "internship" red band on his arm.

"Forget it, I'm an intern of a small private company, not a real harvester, so I don't know the rules."

The old man said gently, "These little guys in society are actually very pitiful. They have no inheritance, can't learn exquisite skills, and are easily injured when harvesting monsters. They are all fighting with their lives.

"Since he is self-motivated, let him take a look. How much he can learn depends on his luck."

"Grandpa, your heart has become softer recently."

Ning Xueshi was coquettish and glared at Meng Chao again, "Hey, lucky little guy, who is doing an internship nearby, but came here to steal a teacher? You have a bit of a vision.

"If you really want to learn, just be smart, see if there is no teacup next to you, serve tea and water, and serve my grandpa well. This is an opportunity that no one else can grab!"