Ordinary observers in fast time travel

Chapter 1100 Green Crystal
"Didn't Brother A-Kui say yesterday that if we find the rose mine, I can drink spirit rice porridge for half a year?" Shi Jia said somewhat awkwardly.

“This is a thousand yuan a bowl of spirit rice porridge. I’m thinking, if I eat it three times a day for half a year, wouldn’t that cost 54 yuan?” Shi Jia finished speaking quickly, glancing at Madam Lan Xin. Seeing that she didn’t say anything, he couldn’t help but feel a little uneasy.

“However, I think I misunderstood Brother A-Kui’s meaning. He probably meant that if you drink spirit rice porridge for breakfast every day, you can drink it for half a year.” Shi Jia smiled apologetically at Madam Lan Xin.

Madam Lanxin scrutinized Shi Jia from head to toe, as if she had never seen anyone like him before. Her tone was extremely calm, "Three meals of spirit rice porridge a day, aren't you afraid of exploding and dying?"

Shi Jia stiffened, then chuckled awkwardly, "Hehe, is that so? I was just ignorant. Madam Lanxin, please just take this as a joke, hehehe."

"Alright, I'll give you ten more green crystals." Madam Lanxin withdrew her gaze, waved her hand, and a green light flew out from her sleeve and landed next to the envelope.

The crystal-clear green color looked like a priceless treasure to Shi Jia. His breathing immediately quickened. "Thank you, Madam, thank you, Madam."

Madam Lanxin's expression grew even more indifferent. "Alright, take your reward and leave."

Upon hearing this, Shi Jia glanced at the spirit rice porridge and the plate of steamed buns, thought for a moment, then put the envelope and the green crystal into his pocket, picked up the tray with one hand, and walked out. "Then, Madam, I'll be going now. Thank you for saving my life. If you ever need anything from me in the future, please feel free to contact me."

Madam Lan Xin frowned slightly, focusing intently on grinding the ore. Only after the door closed did she look up at the empty table.

His eyes were calm and unwavering. "He's just an ordinary person."

Shi Jia ate some spirit rice porridge and steamed buns in the lobby downstairs before leaving the hotel.

Six days have passed since the three-day agreement with landlord Uncle Zhou. I wonder if Uncle Zhou has managed to rent out the house yet.

He touched the envelope in his pocket, a look of relief flashing across his face. "It's okay, I have money now."

However, Shi Jia still needed to call Uncle Zhou, firstly for her luggage, and secondly for renting a place. Shi Jia had never rented a place before, and Sun Yu had never dealt with other landlords. After considering it for a while, Shi Jia decided to continue renting from Uncle Zhou.

"Here, I've had your things put here. Find them yourself." Uncle Zhou led Shi Jia to the storage room on the top floor. "The deposit will be deducted by 50, consider it a storage fee. Here, this is 450, count it yourself."

Shi Jia hurriedly said, "Uncle Zhou, I'd like to rent another place from you. Do you have a bigger one-bedroom apartment?"

Upon hearing this, Uncle Zhou looked Shi Jia up and down. "Are you sure? A one-bedroom apartment would cost at least 800."

Shi Jia nodded quickly, "Yes, yes, I'm going to join the hunting team, right? You don't have to worry about me not having money to pay rent anymore."

"You went to the hunting team? With your skinny arms and legs?" Uncle Zhou expressed disbelief and cast a disdainful look at Shi Jia.

"Hehehe, Uncle Zhou, don't disbelieve me, I was pretty lucky, I hunted quite a lot of game." Shi Jia planned to call Wang Quan after settling in. The twenty-odd grey-eared rabbits he hunted, at a hundred each, would bring in over two thousand, enough to pay three months' rent.

Uncle Zhou didn't know if he believed it or not, but he still rented the house to Shi Jia. The house was not far away, and the environment was better than where he lived before. The rent was only nine hundred.

After spending most of the day moving her luggage to the new house, Shi Jia was finally able to lie in bed and get some rest.

In his drowsy state, the old man's loud ringtone startled Shi Jia so much that he jumped out of bed. He frantically answered the phone, "Hello?"

"Is that Sun Yu?"

"Yes, I am Sun Yu. Who are you?"

"Is 'The Tree of Life' your work?"

"Yes, you are the organizer of the Fantasy Design Competition?" Shi Jia suddenly woke up. God, he had finally waited for the results.

"Yes, congratulations Mr. Sun Yu, your work 'Tree of Life' has won first place in this design competition. Please provide your bank card number and mailing address." Mailing address? Oh right, there was also a green crystal as a prize.

Tsk tsk, only one green crystal! Shi Jia touched the ten green crystals in his pocket, pouted, and told them his current address.

At this time, Shi Jia didn't yet grasp the concept that a single green crystal was equivalent to a green-tier corrupted beast. Nor did he understand that a green-tier corrupted beast could easily smash a truck and contaminate hundreds of people.

Therefore, it is unclear what the value of the ten green crystals given by Madam Lanxin is.

In fact, although the crystals of the Turbid Beast have specific prices, their true value cannot be simply estimated with numbers.

For example, a single green crystal can cost anywhere from 9000 to 2, but for artists who want to break through from the yellow rank to the green rank, they would be willing to spend 10 to buy a single green crystal.

For example, wouldn't future artists who lack spiritual affinity or are about to awaken be willing to spend several times the price to buy a key that could unlock a new world for them?
Therefore, in the art world, the value of crystals, especially the price of high-grade crystals, cannot be simply measured in monetary terms.

Of course, Shi Jia is unaware of this yet. Therefore, he can justifiably criticize the organizers of the design competition.

"Hello, hello? Mr. Sun Yu, are you listening?" Several calls came from the other end of the phone.

"Excuse me, what did you just say?"

"Mr. Sun Yu, it's like this, the main artist greatly admires your artwork and would like to discuss the design concept of 'The Tree of Life' with you. Is this convenient for you?"

"This...no need," Shi Jia frowned and refused. What was there to discuss? Besides, he didn't have any design concept; he had just drawn a mental mimicry of himself from the previous world.

Then I'll just describe the functions of the banyan tree in more detail.

"Mr. Sun Yu, what concerns do you have? Please be sure to tell us." The person on the other end was very polite. "Please rest assured, we will not treat Mr. Sun unfairly. If you share your design concept with the Spirit Painter, the Spirit Painter will pay you an additional 20 yuan."

"Of course, if the spirit painter successfully materializes your work, he will give you an extra 100 million plus 10 green crystals."

100 million! That's so generous!

Shi Jia, the poor man, couldn't help but gasp, before he could even speak.

Then they said, "You should know the value of green crystals, right? Judging from your voice, you're probably not very old. Awakening Day is in ten days. Don't you want to try awakening again?"

Shi Jia was immediately confused. What did he mean? The value of green crystals? Awakening Day? Did he mean that green crystals could help increase the success rate of awakening?

Regardless of whether it is true or not, he is determined to have these ten green crystals.

“Alright! Let that spirit painter talk to me then. But I can’t guarantee whether she can materialize the Tree of Life.”

Shi Jia had a gut feeling that as long as he became a spirit painter, he would definitely be able to materialize this sapling. But others might not be so sure.

"You agree? Okay, the Spirit Painter will come to see you tomorrow. Please wait at home." After saying that, the other party hung up the phone.

Shi Jia was somewhat confused. "Come find me tomorrow? This is the Red Zone! They're in the Green Zone! The two places are thousands of kilometers apart. Coming tomorrow? Are they going to fly over overnight?"

This spirit painter seems to be in a hurry.

Never mind whether she's in a hurry or not, I'll just go back to sleep.