Galactic Garbage Station Chapter 493
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Chapter 493
Su Jing’s eyes were bright, and through the text message, it can be basically concluded that this garbage is from the “The Beast Blood’s Boil” Universe .
It was an Other World Magic Continent, where there were all kinds of magic and creatures, such as Behemoth Beastman, Hobbit, Elf, Swan Clan, Giant Dragon, Fallen Angel, Hell Demon, and there are many other races, which exactly matched the text message .
“Then what badge is this?” Su Jing took out the White Wing Badge, searching for the memory in his mind .
In “The Beast Blood’s Boil Universe”, there are various Badges . For example, the Medusa badge . After Behemoth Shaman and the large Magical Beast sign the contract of the soul, the War God temple will issue a Medusa Badge .
This badge comes with a hibernation space . No matter where the Shaman is, this dimension can quickly fix the Magic Pet . There are also many other types of Badges . For example, Crystal Storage Badge, Li Water Moisturizer Badge, Misha Badge…
There are too many types to count . Su Jing thought about it for a while, but couldn’t remember the name of this White Wing Badge . However, from the perspective of function and effect, it should definitely represent the possession of a holy temple, some other temple, or a Real Angel .
Moreover, it should be a useful thing even in “The Beast Blood’s Boil Universe”, so it should not be thrown away as garbage . From the analysis of the skeletons, wagon wheels, broken swords, etc . in this pile of rubbish, it can also be inferred that this should not be a pile of ordinary household rubbish, but War Garbage, the ruins left by some kind of war .
“It looks like Angel Wings, with the sacred Aura, I would just call it an Angel Badge . ” Su Jing didn’t recognize the badge, so he chose a more suitable name .
“In addition to this Angel Badge, there should be some other treasures . ” Su Jing is looking forward to the garbage from “The Beast Blood’s Boil Universe” and continues to sort it out . This time, he paid special attention to see if there are some other badges but it was a pity that after a while, he failed to find any other badge .
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“Huh?” Su Jing suddenly saw a black horse’s head, he grabbed it and pulled it out . It was a wooden horse, only half a meter tall, with a general shape and rough carving . At first glance, it looked like a child’s toy . However, there was something special that it was completely black, like dark night black .
“What kind of wood is this?” Su Jing’s eyes lit up slightly and he released his Spiritual Force Detection . After a while, he muttered to himself, “If I read it right, it should be black wood, which should be quite valuable . ”
Su Jing knew that it was very valuable, but he was a little disappointed .
Black Wood is a kind of wood . Black Wood trees almost look similar to Shrubs . The leaves are like big nails, and the thin branches have 2 cm long thorns . Its branches are easy to fork, so it is difficult for it to grow into a towering size .
Some branches with a diameter of more than 20 cm thick will form a black core with a diameter of about 10 cm . The black wood is taken out of that .
The black wood is hard and dense, and it will sink when placed in water . They are generally carved into works of art, and they look as if they are painted with black lacquer .
However, black wood can only be regarded as a good wood, not a precious treasure . Such a rough black wooden horse, even if the materials are good, would only sell for Tens of Thousands of Yuan . For ordinary people, they would be quite happy if they find such a black wooden horse, but for Su Jing, it is a drop in the bucket .
Of course, no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat, and even thousands of yuan cannot be thrown away . Su Jing washed it with water and put it in the yard to dry, because there was nothing surprising about such a black wooden horse, so he didn’t hide it .
Unexpectedly, in the evening, this wooden horse was spotted by the little girl Su Yan who had come here to play, and the little kids from the villages who came with her also stared at the black wooden horse .
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Su Yan would come here to play from time to time, Firstly because she had gotten Su Jing’s permission, Secondly because she liked to stay in the yard and she could also eat all kinds of delicacies given by Su Jing . There is no reason for her to not come . She came today and saw the Wooden Horse, after seeing the Black Wooden Horse, she stared at it tightly .
“Uncle, that horse is so beautiful,” Su Yan said, turning around .
“Haha, do you like it?” Su Jing smiled .
“I Like It . ” Su Yan nodded her head like a chick and asked timidly . “Uncle, can I play with it?”
Any ordinary person would be reluctant to let a child play with the Wooden Horse that is worth Tens of Thousand Yuan but Su Jing is quite wealthy and does not mind . Besides, looking at the heart-melting expression on the Little Girl’s face, he can’t bear to refuse and laughed: “Then go play with it . But I can’t give this horse to you, just play here . After a few days, your uncle will make another wooden horse for you, OK?”
In fact, seeing that this Little Girl likes the Wooden Horse so much, Su Jing would like to give it to her directly . However, it might be recognized by others as Black Wood, which would be bad . Tens of thousands of yuan is not a small sum for the average person . In that way, it may instead bring danger to Su Yan . It’s okay to let her play here but he can’t give it to her . He’ll make another one or buy her an ordinary wooden horse .
“Okay, okay . ” Su Yan jumped up and down with joy when Su Jing agreed . She ran quickly to the Black Wooden Horse and climbed up flexibly on it’s back, she grabbed the two handrails and shook it and laughed with joy . Other little childrens also ran over and wanted to ride .
“Childrens sure are pure-minded, they would become so happy with just a little wooden horse . ” Su Jing smiled, he was worried that these children would make trouble in the yard and ruin the flowers and plants so Su Jing simply moved the wooden horse to the gate of the yard .
They did not make any fuss about that and Su Jing did not close the courtyard gate, and let the Dogs guard them . If the childrens are playing in front of this courtyard then he wouldn’t have to worry about it being robbed .
Su Jing returned to Garbage Station and continued to sort out the garbage . In addition to paying special attention to the presence of Badges, Su Jin is also paying attention to the text information that was later compiled, as he hoped to get some more valuable information .
“What’s this?” Su Jing pulled out a wooden box which is Seven or Eighty Meter long and less than half a meter wide . The wood didn’t look very good and some of it was rotten, exuding a weird smell . Prying it open, Su Jing’s eyes shrank .
In the box was a decayed black mark which formed a pattern and it was actually a humanoid figure, it seemed that someone was rotting here . However, there were no bones .
But the strange thing is that at the head position, there is a bunch of Green Strip Items . At first glance, it looks like a long shawl left by the dead, but when you look at it carefully, it looks like vibrant grass .
“What is this thing?” Su Jing reached over and tried to pick up “Grass”, but when he reached in, suddenly the Grass gave a whoosh and actually moved . Su Jing’s facial expression changed, and he retracted his hand like lightning .
(To be continued ~^~)
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