Ninth class citizen

Chapter 19 Don't Play Smart With Me
"Nice to meet you. I wonder what third-level materials you brought?" Jimmy looked at the leather bag in Nan Rong's hand and felt that it looked familiar.

"Twenty-year-old snakeweed roots, dragon fruit, and sticky snowflakes, are they enough?"

"Sure, sure." Blue-haired Jimmy smiled until his eyes narrowed into slits: "Come, I'll take you in."

Wendy sighed at being ignored and followed the two down the stairs.

"I think I've seen this white brocade crocodile pattern bag of yours somewhere before." Jimmy had remembered it now and said tentatively, "Oh, brother Bob seems to have a similar one."

"This is the one for them." Nan Rong had no intention of hiding anything.

Blue-haired Jimmy took a deep breath. It was absolutely impossible for a wild man to take the initiative to give away his material packs, no matter how close the relationship was.

The Bob brothers are considered to be strong among the nearby wildlings. They didn't expect that the lucky cat in front of them, who looked thin, could get the upper hand from them.

His expression became more enthusiastic, and he took the initiative to introduce: "You should have heard just now that Mr. Atkin is here tonight. He will take as much raw liquid and materials as he can meet the requirements, and the price is fair."

"Mr. Atkin, are you a genetic optimizer?" Nan Rong asked.

"You don't know?" Jimmy asked back, and then he explained: "He is the most famous gene optimizer in our Burgen City. It is rumored that he has passed the fourth-level certification and will soon challenge the title of fifth-level stock solution mixer."

"Level 4, that's really amazing." Nan Rong said sincerely.

"Isn't it?" Jimmy turned his head to look at Wendy who was walking behind him, and whispered, "There is a genetic optimization college at Hilo Star University. Did you know that?"

Nan Rong nodded, and heard Jimmy continue, "I heard that Mr. Atkin was invited to be the dean before, but he was so focused on his skills that he declined the offer. So we had no choice but to hire Mr. Xin Kejian."

So there was such a thing before. Nan Rong had already followed Jimmy down the spiral staircase and entered the basement.

There were far fewer people in the basement than upstairs, only about twenty people in total. Among them was a tall man with a beard and an indeterminate age, who was surrounded by the majority of people. Another seven or eight people were standing in groups of three or four, holding wine glasses and talking.

As soon as Nan Rong and Jimmy showed up, they immediately attracted a lot of attention.

"Jimmy, is this the newcomer?" The man and woman who were closest to him walked over and looked at Nan Rong in confusion.

Those who appeared here were either savages or genetic optimizers who were purchasing materials. They were all extremely sensitive to various materials, so they could naturally tell what material the clothes she was wearing were made of.

In such a cold day, going out wearing such thin and non-resistant clothes already demonstrates one's impressive strength.

In contrast, no one commented much on the odd appearance of the black sportswear.

After all, what places like this lack the least is eccentric people.

"Let me introduce you to everyone." Blue-haired Jimmy raised his voice: "This is our new friend, the Lucky Cat. He has brought a lot of good materials to everyone."

"Really?" The lady's eyes lit up instantly: "Tell me, what materials do you have?"

Nan Rong smiled faintly: "I heard that Mr. Atkin's price is more fair."

The woman's thick black eyebrows immediately became a frown. She glanced at the bearded man surrounded by people with envy and jealousy. Her attitude towards Nan Rong changed. "He has high requirements. He only wants the original liquid of the first and second level materials, and the purity must be more than 50% - but I am different. I can take the materials directly."

"What's the price?" Nan Rong asked.

There were indeed quite a few first- and second-level materials in Brother Bob's leather bag. If the price was right, she certainly didn't mind who the buyer was.

"The first-level materials are 10 Cowans each, and the second-level materials are 50 Cowans each." The woman said complacently, "You can ask around. I, Malu Meiko, am also a well-known genetic optimizer. I won't lie to you."

"She's right." The short man standing next to her said, "Ms. Meizi has long been a second-level material expert, and has been preparing for the third-level exam for the past two years. She always takes good care of newcomers, and the price she gives is also a fair price here."

"Who said that?" A young man wearing a silver-gray cloak and long brown-black hair draped over his shoulders walked over and said calmly:
"Lucky cat, huh? As long as you pick and preserve the materials well, I can give you a higher price: 12 Cowans per portion for the first level, and 55 Cowans per portion for the second level."

"Stuart!" Malu Yazi's eyebrows were furrowed even tighter, looking like a V. "Are you deliberately trying to make things difficult for me?"

"Don't take yourself too seriously." Stuart glanced at her calmly. "The certification test is coming up soon, and I also need a lot of materials to improve my proficiency. It has nothing to do with you."

"The first level is 15 Cowans each!" Malu Yazi gritted her teeth and said, "The second level is 60 Cowans, I'll take as many as you want, but within two months, you can only trade with me!"

"Tsk tsk." Stuart shook his head: "Still so domineering. But what can I do? I'm not short of money."

He looked at Nan Rong with a smile in his eyes: "No matter what price Ms. Yazi offers, I will always be 2 Cowans higher per copy, and the additional terms are limited to materials below the second level. You can sell the third-level ones to Mr. Atkin. How about that?"

"Wait a moment, I'll discuss it with my friend." Nan Rong did not agree immediately.

She grabbed Wendy who was about to slip away and said, "Where do you usually extract the liquid? I guess it's not at your Hilo Star University, right?"

The essence extraction machine on campus costs 50 credits or 1000 Cowans to use once. If you use it just to purify first- and second-level materials, you will definitely lose a lot of money.

Wendy blinked and shook her head like a rattle: "I always sell the materials directly, and never extract or purify them myself."

"You said it as if it were true." Nan Rong shook his head and sighed: "I told you not to be clever in front of me, why don't you understand?"

"What I said is real"

Nan Rong interrupted her. "First, Mr. Atkin is here tonight, and the gatekeeper said earlier that blue-haired Jimmy is looking for you. Everyone knows that Atkin only accepts first- and second-level liquids. If you only sell materials, why would Jimmy look for you?"

Wendy looked away guiltily and was about to explain something, but Nan Rong continued, "And the attitudes of Malu Yazi and Stuart just now."

"They are in a hurry to collect low-level materials for certification. They would rather raise the price repeatedly in front of a newcomer like me. But no one came to you. What does this mean?"

"That." Wendy rubbed her hands unconsciously.

Nan Rong concluded to himself: "So you only sell raw liquids in Blue Hair Jimmy's Bar, and never sell low-level materials. It's basically known to everyone."

(End of this chapter)