Chapter 15: Message Read but Not Replied
Germain spoke slowly.

"You still have one chance to make an offer. Think carefully. It is difficult to find an antidote for a venom whose composition cannot be confirmed at present. This is its value."

As long as the poison is used many times, there will always be an antidote, and it is also easy to leave clues of assassination.

So a poison is most dangerous when people don't understand it.

Of course, there may also be people with psychic abilities who can remove any toxins without reason, which is another category.

"I understand, I understand..." The black market merchant wiped the sweat from his forehead with a white cloth, thought for a while, and gritted his teeth, "Then I'll give you 10 million!"

"However, I can't get 10 million right away, so I'll give you 5 million this time. I'll pay you the rest in two days."

German remembered Killua from the Zoldyck family. The bounty for his photo alone seemed to be 100 million Jinni.

This syringe of venom can be sold for one-tenth the price of Killua's photo, which is not bad.

He was not worried that the black market dealer would deny his responsibility later. At worst, he could just go back to being a killer and let the black market dealer consider his abilities.

"make a deal."

The black market businessman heaved a sigh of relief when he saw German agreed.

Germann returned to the mine only after confirming that the anonymous account had received five million ringgits.

However, this time he was not in a hurry to sell the spoils, but deliberately changed a town.

On the 30th, he went to another city and sold the cut-off scaly wings of the storm moth that were the size of bed sheets.

The price of the scaly wings was not as high as that of the venom, but because its origin was unknown, it had a certain collection value, and the final transaction price was 4 million ringgit.

The remaining 5 million yuan from the sale of Venom was also transferred into his account.

In the blink of an eye, German became a small millionaire.

German, who was extremely wealthy, booked a presidential suite in the hotel that night without hesitation.

He stood on the extended balcony, enjoying the refreshing evening breeze and admiring the night view of the city.

Looking from the highest point of the city, the seemingly distant ground is dotted with stars, vaguely intertwined.

One or two twinkling spots appeared in the night, slowly crossing the sky.

Due to various factors, the technology tree of this world is significantly different from the era when Germain originally lived.

There are smartphones, there are computers, there are even real-life computer games that can transport you to an island, which looks pretty advanced.

At the same time, there are airplanes here, but they are basically for private use only. Most of the public air transportation vehicles are airships.

The bright spot that flashed across the sky above the city just now was the airship flying past.

Logically speaking, there is no reason why civilian aircraft cannot be popularized in this world. It seems more like it is subject to some kind of restrictions, perhaps related to the V5 superpower and the Dark Continent.

German sat quietly in the recliner, thinking about these questions.

Suddenly, the cell phone in the black robe made a "ding dong" sound. He took it out and unlocked the screen, and found that someone had sent him a text message.

Grandma: Hey (smiley face)!

Grandma: Do you remember who I am? Do you miss me?

It turned out to be Biscuit. She promised a month ago that she would help Germanman go directly to the hunter examination venue, but there has been no news from her for a month, and Germanman almost forgot about it.

German waited for a while and found that Biscuit had no further contact, so he put his phone on the round table beside him and went to the living room to get some water.

When he came back, he saw his cell phone ding dong and the screen lit up again.

He had no choice but to unlock the phone again to see what was going on. It turned out that the person who sent the text message was still Biscuit.

——Five minutes ago——

Granny: Eh? Are you there? Why don’t you reply to me?
——Four minutes ago——

Grandma: Could it be that... you are angry?
Grandma: I'm sorry. I can't help it. I've been so busy lately!

Grandma: I haven't forgotten my promise to you! I have good news for you!

——Three minutes ago——

Grandma: Anyway, it's a bit rude to ignore people all the time. I'll give you one minute to reply to me.

——Two minutes ago——

Little mother-in-law: Reply to me (angry face)!
Little mother-in-law: Reply to me (angry face)!
Little mother-in-law: Reply to me (angry face)!
……

The phone dinged, and Biscuit sent another message, "Reply me (angry face)!".

Fortunately, the mobile phones in this world don’t have the unethical function of displaying “read but not replying”, otherwise Bisiji would probably be completely furious.

German opened the on-screen keyboard and responded slowly.

German: The Hunter Exam registration office has sent a text message reminder that the exam venue is somewhere in Yanisha City.

This time, Bisiji replied almost immediately.

Granny: Everyone knows about this! Isn’t it stated on the website?
Little Granny: The test sites and venues for the Hunter Exam change every year. The city of Yanisha chosen this time is so big. Do you want to search every street like a hunting dog?

German: Where exactly is the examination room?
Young mother-in-law: You are still not polite at all (helpless sighing face).

Grandma: Do you want to know? You really want to know, right? If you want to know, you can always call me "Beautiful Princess"!
Granny: And! You can’t ignore my text messages! To be honest, your habit reminds me of another difficult guy…

German did not comply with Biscuit's unreasonable request, but got up from the recliner again, returned to the bedroom, and found the "color-changing stone of the flesh-sucking bug".

This should also be considered a "gem", right?

German placed it on the floor and used his mobile phone to record the process of it gradually turning into the color of the tiles, and sent it to Biscuit.

Then, he placed it next to the door again, recorded the process of it gradually changing to the color of the wood, and sent it to Biscuit again.

This time, German waited for three minutes, but Biscuit didn't reply to him.

He thought Biscuit was not interested in this, so he put his phone on the bedside table, took out a book from the bookshelf, sat on the soft bed, leaned his back against the pillow, and started reading.

However, before he could finish reading a paragraph, his cell phone rang, playing a piece of instrumental music that he had recently fallen in love with.

Germann put the book down helplessly, picked up the phone again, and saw that the caller ID was indeed "Little Mother-in-law".

As soon as he answered the phone, a girl's voice with a pinched voice and a coquettish tone came from the other end.

"Hey... Brother Germain, is that gem specially given to me?"

"Thank you so much. This is the best gift I have ever received! The text message I sent you before was just a joke, don't take it seriously..."

Germann quickly interrupted her chattering: "Equivalent exchange, where is the specific location of the examination room?"

"Hey, don't be so formal!" Biscuit stretched out his tone.

"It's useless even if I tell you the exact location. Only when the guide says the 'code word' will the staff open the passage for you."

(End of this chapter)