Sea-hunting: With the system in hand, my eyes are the ruler

After thinking about it, I took another ten-second video.

Zhang Haidai looked a little dazed. Although he would usually post something interesting on WeChat Moments, he really didn't think there was anything worth commemorating about this tree that had been struck by lightning.

"Brother Han, do you want to post on WeChat Moments to tell others that we were struck by lightning?"

“It’s lightning-struck wood.”

"What kind of tree?" Isn't this a bayberry tree? Zhang Haidai was completely confused.

"I don't know the details. It seems to be used to ensure safety, or as a magical instrument or something."

Zhang Haidai touched his head. This was simply his blind spot in knowledge.

Forget it, Brother Han is a college student and has a lot of knowledge, so he should not ask too many questions.

In fact, Jiang Han knew about this matter because there was a Taoist enthusiast in their class.

There are many magical instruments collected at home, and I also talked to him about the lightning-struck wood.

It is said that the lightning-struck wood bought online is all fake, and real lightning-struck wood is not available.

After Jiang Han returned, the thunder and lightning became even more severe.

He asked Zhang Haidai to take a shower first, and he took out his newly bought mobile phone.

The phone was also wet from the rain at this time, but it did not affect its use at all.

It seems that he really made the right decision to buy a waterproof phone.

He sent the photo of the lightning-struck wood to the class group.

[Jiang Han: I saw the lightning-struck wood with my own eyes. Who wants it?]

【Jiang Han: @Shen Ren.】

This Shen Ren was the one who told him about the classmate who was struck by lightning.

I don’t know if Shen Ren is too busy, but he basically never chats in the class group.

At this moment, he replied to Jiang Han immediately.

[Shen Ren: Jiang Han, is this true or false?]

[Jiang Han: I saw him split it with my own eyes, do you think it's true or not?]

Shen Ren's profile picture moved, and he sent a private message to Jiang Han.

Shen Ren: Do you have any other proof?

Jiang Han didn't expect that this kid was so cautious.

Fortunately, he also took a video and sent the ten-second video he took to Shen Ren.

In the video, a section of the bayberry tree has been blackened by lightning. There are lightning and thunder all around, and the rain is also very heavy.

And there was a small flame jumping on the bayberry tree on a rainy day.

After watching the video, Shen Ren immediately called Jiang Han.

After Jiang Han answered the call, he found that it was actually a video call.

Shen Ren, who looks like a decent man, is drinking tea in a factory workshop.

Jiang Han knew that Shen Ren's family also owned a factory, and the factory he worked in was probably theirs.

After all, everyone else was wearing work clothes and working diligently on the assembly line.

He was the only one sitting in a chair, dressed casually, drinking tea and making a video call.

"Jiang Han, did you really encounter a lightning-struck tree? Where did you encounter it?"

"Where else could it be? My hometown, of course."

Because the signal in his room was good, Jiang Han answered the call in his room.

The window of the room was not closed when he went out.

At this moment, a flash of lightning passed by the window like a dragon, accompanied by a rumbling thunder.

"Fuck, it's true. You really didn't lie to me." Shen Ren exclaimed in amazement.

Jiang Han was speechless. It turned out that this kid was testing him just now.

I made a special video call to check on the situation on his side. Seeing that there was indeed thunder and lightning there, I confirmed that the lightning-struck wood he sent was real.

It is indeed different for those who have assets at home.

They all look like silly rich second generation, but their cunningness is hereditary.

Fortunately, I returned to the island, otherwise even if I had 800 tricks, I would not be able to compare with these people.

"Just tell me about this lightning-struck wood. Do you want it?"

"Yes, of course. How are you going to sell it?"

"I don't understand this. You name a price yourself."

Jiang Han had already figured it out in his mind, what if Shen Ren only gave him a few hundred dollars.

He just let him come and dig it himself, and he didn't bother to help him dig the tree.

If he had this free time, he might as well go fishing to find some good stuff.

If he offers more than a thousand, he will dig it up and mail it to him.