Bailu trembled all over from anger at that image, the grievance in her eyes nearly spilling out of her pupils.
The talisman paper was stretched taut between her two small hands. If not for its exceptionally tough material, it would have been torn to shreds already.
"This, this, this…"
Her voice carried a choking sob as she tried to say something, but after a long while, she could only repeat that single word.
After so many years of practicing medicine, this was the first time she had personally experienced what it meant to be so furious that it attacked the heart!
Seeing the little one this heartbroken, Sylvester couldn't help but feel a bit soft-hearted.
He comforted her in as steady a tone as he could manage. "There's no need to be that depressed. Inheriting the physique isn't a mandatory effect of this talisman. As long as you don't think about it while using it, you'll only gain an increase in power."
But when Bailu heard that, her heart sank halfway.
With a pitiful little face, she said, "It's too late. How could I possibly not think about it now?"
She pointed at the talisman again and ground her teeth. "Who could ever forget something like that after seeing it? I just want a pair of eyes that have never seen this kind of thing!"
"That's… also true, huh."
Sylvester rubbed his chin. Even he couldn't twist the logic around on this one.
Just like how he hadn't actually seen the image on the talisman himself, yet the mental picture still refused to leave his mind.
If even he was like this, how small could Bailu's psychological shadow possibly be?
Sylvester's eyes shifted, and another idea came to him. "Then why don't you go borrow the [Cognitive Seal] from the Divination Commission?"
The [Cognitive Seal] project was a top-secret matter on the Xianzhou, and Bailu didn't know anything about it.
But considering that Sylvester had given her many clean and brilliant ideas before, hope rose again in her heart.
"What's that? Can it make me forget this?"
Sylvester shook his head lightly. "No."
Then he changed his tone and said solemnly, "But it can alter your way of thinking and make you accept becoming a muscle Barbie."
"I—"
Bailu was so angry she almost laughed.
So, in the end, it's me who has to compromise with the Curio? Who exactly owns whom here?
"Ah, look on the bright side. At least the boost in power this Curio provides is pretty decent."
Seeing that Bailu still wouldn't accept it, Sylvester could only try to divert her attention. "Especially since the immortal summoned by this Curio has a truly illustrious battle record. His very first battle was stripping the tendons from a dragon prince… ahem."
The more he spoke, the more wrong it sounded, and his voice grew softer and softer.
But Bailu still heard those two words loud and clear.
She stared at the talisman in her hand, her mouth and eyes flying wide open in an instant.
Who would've thought! The immortal summoned by this [Spirit Invocation Talisman] was actually a dragon-slaying deity?
And then it ended up in the hands of a dragon like her! That was way too hellish!
Even The Shackling Prison wasn't this much like hell!
What was this supposed to be called? Fate being inescapable? Or karma coming full circle?
Bailu stood there in a daze, and Sylvester also gave up on defending this Curio. He shook his head and sighed. "Alright, I also think this Curio really isn't great. Let's just give it to someone else. Or taking it to the Luofu Grand Exchange for auction would be a pretty good option too."
At the very least, it was still a purple Curio, so it was worth some Credits.
"I'll offer ten million!"
The moment Sylvester finished speaking, Aventurine immediately seized the opportunity.
Come on, that was a Curio that could treat planets like balls after being used!
Before coming out of the trash can, it was worth one million. After coming out, it was priceless. Buying it back at ten times the price was an absolute steal.
"Quick, quick, take it away!"
Bailu crumpled the talisman into a ball and tossed it to Aventurine without hesitation.
She truly didn't want to see this thing again for even a second.
And this blond gentleman had not only helped her pick out trash cans earlier, but had also reminded her not to casually reveal the gold-tier Curio.
So… he should be a good person, right? And there was pocket money to earn, too.
Seeing how Bailu discarded it like a worn-out shoe, Aventurine couldn't help but speculate that she might have accepted it even without payment.
That was way too decisive, wasn't it?
Unfolding the paper ball, this wrinkled yellow sheet—if thrown outside—would probably only end up being swept into a trash can by sanitation workers.
But now, though battered, it was truly and firmly lying in his hands.
For a moment, Aventurine actually felt that this bargain was unreal.
Was he dreaming? His very first purple Curio, obtained like this?
No wonder he seemed so uncomposed. His trash-can-opening history really had been nothing but hardship.
Sylvester glanced at Aventurine's expression—joy mixed with bewilderment—and sighed quietly in his heart.
For someone famed for luck, what an enormous blow a stretch of misfortune could be.
Letting Aventurine savor this hard-won luck in the small shop, Sylvester turned his head and asked, "Miss Bailu, do you still want to keep opening them?"
Bailu glanced at the shelves still lined with many trash cans and said stubbornly, "Yes!"
"I won't be crushed by some mere Curio!"
Her dragon tail held high, Bailu stomped toward the shelves with heavy steps weighing dozens of jin, her cheeks puffed out in anger.
The proud bearing of a Dragon Lady who would never bow to fate was on full display!
…At least, that was how Bailu saw it.
She roughly dragged a trash can out from the shelf.
Hands on her hips and her little face taut, Bailu threatened it, "I suggest you learn what's good for you and obediently give this Dragon Lady something nice. Otherwise, you won't like what happens."
As she spoke, she even shook her pink, chubby little fist.
If this punch had landed before she obtained Nidhogg's source bloodline, Bailu would probably have cried for a long time afterward.
Watching her childish behavior, Sylvester merely shook his head with a chuckle.
If the trash can actually replied with a "Sure," he wondered whether Bailu would scream in fright.
"Good." Bailu nodded at it as if it were a companion apologizing after offending her. "If you don't say anything, I'll take that as your agreement."
With that, she raised her hand and pulled open the lid.
Blue light scattered throughout the room, and when it faded—
Bailu was already holding a heavy iron box in both arms.
Seeing the red and white buttons on it, she lifted her small hand and slammed it onto the red one.
A red beam shot straight from the front of the iron box onto her chest, prompting Bailu to lower her head and look.
But the red beam immediately spread into a cone shape before vanishing.
That glance downward, however, made her notice four characters written on the front of the iron box.
Relying on the power of her synesthetic beacon, she read them out one by one.
"This… side… toward… enemy?"
"Don't move!"
Sylvester had just finished reading the introduction when he realized how fast the little one was. She had actually dared to operate it directly, and he hurriedly shouted to stop her.
If this thing went wrong, Bailu could go from Thunder Dragon to Red Dragon in an instant!
[Directional Anti-Organic Biological Mine (Endless Inferno Type):A highly destructive mine-creation weapon. The warhead contains a conceptual flame of "burning all things to exhaustion". Manufactured using directional charge technology, it only attacks enemies positioned on the side marked "This Side Toward Enemy". Equipped with a dual-button safety mechanism. The red button is the scanning safety—once activated, it automatically searches for organic life within a 120-degree arc and a five-meter radius. The white button is the warhead safety—when pressed, it links with the detector to trigger detonation.]
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