Serious People, Who is Learning Magic at Marvel?

business.

What is business?

There are countless answers to this question, but if you ask He Shenyan at this time, he will only answer you one thing - complete the current transaction.

At this time, he was using a light curtain to communicate with a buyer. The other party's voice was very hoarse, with an untamed wildness, but it also had an elegance that came from nowhere. He Shenyan guessed that this might be because of the language she used.

"No, your asking price is too high."

The buyer said very seriously: "A power shard is really rare, but I don't think it's worth so much. Although I do have a lot of technology side things, that doesn't mean you can take it away in one go. Eighty percent of that."

"Ma'am, this is no ordinary power fragment. This is a power fragment specially prepared by me. Since you can see it, you should understand how much it is worth. Let's put down the words between these merchants and be sincere. exchange."

The buyer was silent for a while, then said, "Do you want a sincere conversation? Yes, send me the address of your room, and we'll talk in detail face-to-face."

He Shenyan threw the address in the past, and after a while, he received a prompt to apply to enter the room. After confirmation, a door was opened from his ceiling, and an elf stepped out.

...how is it a genie again?

The elf walking out of the ceiling has long straight white hair, and her skin is dark purple, but it doesn't look dull. Instead, it reflects the light, and the exposed areas are also very smooth. As for her looks - we needn't say much.

It is worth mentioning that, for some reason, she was wearing a fiery red leather jacket, high-waisted jeans, and even a pair of leather boots.

She looked straight at He Shenyan with her azure eyes, pulled her long hair behind her head, and very rudely used her magic power to condense a high chair and sat on it. The arrogance characteristic of elves spoke up.

The language is still the kind of tongue-in-cheek and elegant Elvish, which fell into He Shenyan's ears after being translated by the intranet.

"I hope you understand, human, that I'm very interested in technology. That's why I'm different from most crossover mages. You should be able to tell from my clothes."

He Shenyan's eyes flashed across her long legs and nodded.

"Very good." The elf gave a fleeting smile in satisfaction. "You said to be sincere, let me tell you, I don't have much need for the power fragment you sold. Although it does play a key role at some point-"

"—interrupt, ma'am."

He Shenyan was still lying on the armchair with a lazy expression. His hands rested on the armrests on both sides, and they came together in the shape of a spire: "This fragment of power was born from itself, and it is the condensation of too much magic power. Its own mass is enough to destroy hundreds of planets in an instant. Of course, Destruction is never the point."

He let go of his hands, showed a smile, and spread them out: "I groomed it, brewed it. It has changed from a wild carnivore to a source of energy that can be freely invoked. You should understand this, don't you? An external, huge magic power storage container, which mage would think that he has too much magic power?"

"Your words are self-contradictory. You just said that you have too much magic power." The elf raised her neck proudly. He Shenyan thought she would continue to say something to refute, but she didn't expect that she would raise her neck just to tie one. High ponytail.

Now, her demeanor has changed. Even more can be done, with sharp and aggressive eyebrows, beautiful but also heart-warming.

The blue eyes blinked: "I don't believe in the salesmanship used by a person who is self-contradictory. You want those technological products in my hands, yes, but you have to overweight."

Gee.

Troubled elf.

The mage lay back annoyed - of course he didn't expect much of the power fragment he sold in exchange for it,

The reason why so many communication requests are received in an instant is also because the cross-border mages are really busy. However, the buyer asked him to add something...add what?

There are basically no useful materials in his own pocket dimension. Could it be possible to sell her some salt and soy sauce?

"Ma'am, I'm sorry to tell you that I'm running out of chips, maybe we should..."

His words were interrupted by the motion of the elf, as the mysterious client took off his leather jacket, revealing his curvaceous figure, and rose from his chair. The mermaid line and abdominal muscles on the lower abdomen are quite eye-catching. She smiled mysteriously, scraping her lower lip with her fingers.

Stop talking, stop talking, stop talking.

He Shenyan put his fingers together, then separated, again, then separated again... After going back and forth ten times, he squinted and asked, "So, what do you mean?"

"All Worlds"

"Some things don't make sense to me, human."

The elf showed an aggressive smile: "You know what? Your popularity in the council is very high - of course, only for us elves who have nothing to do."

"I won't sell my body."

He Shenyan stood up from the armchair very firmly, and took off his black robe.

However, before he could finish the second half of his sentence, the elf let out an excited cry and rushed over.

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"damn it......"

He Shenyan uttered a rare foul language and threw a few self-healing spells at himself very depressed to repair the hickey on his neck and the scratches all over his back and chest. The elf's style is no worse than the Natalia I met last time, active and bold, wild and surprising...

Of course, the experience is also good - I won't go into details.

The transaction was successful, he got the technology side product in the hands of the elf, and what he paid could be described as trivial. At this time, these technology-side products were placed on the right armrest of his armchair. They were condensed into a small octahedron, and the blue surface was glowing with light.

There is no doubt that this thing can make the technology of the Empire advance by leaps and bounds for a long time.

He Shenyan should be very satisfied, but he couldn't be happy. Because his weird sense of humour is at work again at this moment - does this count me as... dying for my country?

The mage shivered, put on a black robe, and planned to cross the border again to send things to the emperor in a while. He clicked on the discussion board on the intranet, his fingers froze in the air, and a post that had just been published made his face ashen.

Natalia is right! He is really good! 》

"I don't share the sky with the elves..." Master Qing said with a face and gritted teeth.

Of course, as to whether there will be a next time for this kind of thing... God knows.