Chapter 93 Grandpa

Lin Huai poured these pills into the prepared sack.

Two hundred Golden Crow Pills are equivalent to one hundred merit points.

There are a lot of things he wants to change, and these one hundred merit points are far from enough.

So, keep refining.

 …

The next day, early morning.

Lin Huai patted the full sack and stopped operating.

The sack was as tall as a person, and in the end it was so full that it couldn't even close the mouth.

From a distance, it doesn't look like a pill at all, but looks like a sack of glass marbles.

A total of 5,000 inferior Golden Crow Pills.

This is the result of Lin Huai's hard work all night.

Two thousand and five hundred merit points must be enough.

After he came back, he downloaded the app on his phone, and then checked the exchange list on the app.

The various resources owned by the Martial Artists Association are indeed rich.

After searching for so many days, Lin Huai couldn't find any spiritual objects that could clean up impurities.

In the Martial Artists Association, there are more than one hundred such spiritual creatures.

Among them, there are more than ten kinds that are suitable for Lin Huai's stage.

These spiritual things do not only refer to elixir, but also include spiritual springs, spiritual mines and so on.

The quantity of each kind of spirit is also very impressive, which is completely enough for Lin Huai to clean up the remaining impurities.

Sure enough, great power is the ability to have great power.

Lin Huai, who used to work for others, is well aware of the practices of these big forces.

The external resources of the Martial Artist Association are so rich, let alone internal resources.

As for the price of these spiritual objects.

The cheap ones only need ten points of merit, and the expensive ones only need a few hundred points of merit.

Two thousand five hundred merit points are more than enough.

Enough merit points, Lin Huai thought about safety issues.

With such a large number, if tomorrow he really appeared in the realm of a trainee martial artist, it would be difficult for someone to have bad thoughts.

Warriors are fine, what I am most afraid of is being targeted by warriors or above.

That would be no fun.

So let's pretend a little bit.

Not only the appearance must be disguised, but also the momentum must be completely put away, inside and out must be pretended, so that others cannot see through.

If it's really bad luck, I didn't hide it.

Lin Huai also thought up the means of escape.

After taking the Qingyuan grass, he has already advanced to the ninth level trainee martial artist.

The physical body of a ninth-level trainee martial artist is not important, what is important is that his spiritual power has also increased a lot.

Now he can barely control five mice.

Coupled with the basic genetic medicine given to these mice in the past two days, their mental strength has also increased to a large extent, and now they can be used to do some special things.

For example... leading people to escape.

The five mice held Lin Huai's head and limbs respectively, so that the chest and abdomen were just within the range of ability.

As long as you pay attention to the coordination and activate the ability at the same moment, you can drag Lin Huai into the ground and take him away.

Just a little bit of risk.

Lin Huai only experimented with dummy a few times, but never really experimented with his own body.

At the very least, the dummy experiment was done very well.

So, theoretically this is possible.

I hope that by then, I won't force myself to use such abilities.

 …

Jiangbei Provincial Warrior Association.

An old man with gray hair and wrinkled face, dressed in shabby and dirty clothes, with yellowed white gloves on his hands, walked slowly into the door.

On the old man's stooped back, he was carrying a sack the height of a person, and the sack was very bulging.

A poor image of getting old and still working on the construction site.

Just as the old man was about to walk towards the elixir counter, he seemed to think of something suddenly, his body froze, and hesitation appeared on his face.

Looking around, he found a familiar figure and walked over quickly.

"Girl, can I ask, how do you get your merit card?"

Feng Yuzhen was standing idly in front of the service desk, when suddenly a very old-fashioned voice came from behind her, and she turned her head quickly.

Seeing that it was an elderly man, he said kindly, "Master, turn left, turn right, and then turn left again, and you will see the window for applying for merit cards. Forget it, I will accompany you there."

As Feng Yuzhen was talking, seeing the wrinkles on Grandpa's face, and thinking that Grandpa was so old and still had to do heavy work every day, she softened her heart and decided to take the initiative to help lead the way.

"Hey, that's better, girl, you are such a good person."

"Haha, it's okay, sir, it's idle anyway."

The two, one in front and the other behind, walked inside.

"By the way, sir, we have two kinds of merit cards here, one is anonymous and the other is named merit cards, which one do you plan to apply for?"

Feng Yuzhen asked casually as she walked.

"Is there any difference between the two cards?"

"If you accidentally lose the registered merit card, you can also come to us to reissue it, but when you do it, you need various documents such as ID cards, and the process is more troublesome.

It is very simple to apply for an unregistered merit card, as long as you spend some money, you can buy it at will. The disadvantage is that once it is lost, it is really lost, and it can be used by others if it is found. "

Feng Yuzhen explained in detail.

"I came here in a hurry today, and I didn't bring any documents, so I'd better get an anonymous one."

The uncle explained with a smile.

Even if he brought it, he wouldn't do it.

This kind of named card is dangerous at first sight.

What a person buys and sells, these private records are not all controlled by the Warrior Association.

It is better to use bearer insurance.

The Martial Artists Association probably took this into consideration and launched this privacy-protecting card.

"An anonymous meritorious service card, fifty Chinese currency."

The staff at the card sales office said with a blank expression.

The old man put down the sack, touched his trouser pocket, and slowly took out a pile of folded change soaked in sweat.

Lin Huai is serious about acting!

At this moment, even he himself thought that he was an old man.

"One, five, ten..."

The old man counted all the change and found that it was only thirty-six yuan.

He blushed, and checked all the bags on his body, and finally managed to scrape together forty-one yuan.

So embarrassing!

Fortunately, it wasn't his own face, otherwise Lin Huai would have found a crack in the ground to get in.

He didn't realize at first that he didn't apply for a merit card.

In order to achieve a real acting effect, he really brought some taxi money with him, and even an elderly phone that he used as a mobile phone.

I am here to sell goods, how could I bring money!

"Grandpa... I don't have enough money, girl... can you lend me ten yuan? I will definitely pay it back to you." The old man blushed and said embarrassingly.

Seeing how pitiful the old man was, Feng Yuzhen was overwhelmed with sympathy, feeling sore, and immediately took out a ten-yuan bill and handed it to him.

"Master, it's just a little money, don't say whether you can borrow it or not, just treat it as a gift from me."