The Whisper Forest Club is an elegantly furnished and comfortable room that requires three portals to enter from the corridor. The safety measures are impeccable and there is no expectation that someone will eavesdrop on.

Qiao, who looked gloomy, sat on a high-back chair, in front of him a long antique-level case, milky white and beautifully lined classical court-style case, inlaid with small patterns and stripes cut by giant clam shells. The sunlight shines through the double-layer floor-to-ceiling windows on the table, and a colorful mist shines beside the table, which is very dazzling.

An old man wearing a black formal outfit and meticulously cared for his black hair, as if he had been brushed with glue. The old man pressed against his scalp was sitting right across from Qiao, frowned and looked at the note that Qiao handed over.

On the note, Qiao listed thirty-nine kinds of strange materials.

There are twelve of them, which are materials for upgrading and purifying the abyss Dark Elves potion and Qi refining potion. The other twenty-seven are obtained from Laplacie, which directly refines the raw materials for the new Dark Elves potion and Qi recombination potion.

These materials are strange and strange. Qiao just heard of sixteen types from the Ghost Face Storekeeper, twenty-three types that have never been heard or seen.

The old man tapped the table gently with his fingers. He carefully looked at the name of the material on the branches, raised his head, and looked at Qiao up and down seriously. After a long time, the old man said quietly: "Are you a pharmacist?"

Joe shook his head vigorously, and he said sincerely: "I'm not a pharmacist."

The old man smiled 'hehe': "But these materials are very strange, ordinary people..."

Qiao interrupted the old man and looked at the old man in confusion: "I heard that the Whisper Forest Club has something to do with Al. I heard that the Whisper Forest Club can meet all reasonable requirements for all guests. I heard that the Whisper Forest Club is very famous and it is very reliable to trade with you..."

Qiao pressed his hands on the table and slowly stood up: "Since that's the case, why are you asking about these things? What does it have to do with you whether I use these materials to soak wine or feed the dog?"

In the living room, Marcos, who was standing behind Joe, held his hands in front of his chest and coughed heavily.

Marcos had a huge body and extremely amazing lung capacity. With his terrible strength, he coughed gently and the entire reception room was buzzing.

The old man jumped up suddenly and looked at Marcos with a panic look on his face. Then he gritted his teeth and pointed at Marcos angrily and shouted loudly: "Whisper Forest Club is a place for the upper class people in the imperial capital to socialize... No violence is allowed here!"

Joe waved his hand, and then he pulled out a dark bronze traveler's check from his chest and placed it gently on the case: "We are not going to use violence. Can we still rob the Whisper Forest Club? I'm spending money, you ship, pay one hand and deliver the other hand, isn't that great?"

Qiao said coldly: "Why do you have such a strong curiosity?"

The old man glanced deeply at the check on the noodle table, then sighed heavily: "I'm just a little curious. If this makes you uncomfortable, then I apologize... Well, these materials, coincidentally, the Whisper Forest Club can get all of them."

Shrugged his shoulders, the old man said quietly: "Wait for a moment, I'll get it for you."

The old man glanced at a check on the table again, and then walked out of the reception room with a brisk pace.

Qiao didn't say anything, and he sat back on the chair.

Because of the previous conflict with Magnum and Andrew, Joe was in a bad mood.

The Whispering Officer of the Whispering Forest Club was obviously sluggish. His actions made Joe feel regretful about the Al organization - he originally thought that the Al organization was such an extraordinary organization, but as a result, there were also ordinary people like the Al organization.

He was in a bad mood, so he was not patient enough, so Qiao just wanted to complete the deal as soon as possible and then leave this broken place.

If it weren't for his Abyss Ephemerals and Essence Refining Potions that had been completely absorbed, and he urgently needed the second-level potion to improve himself, he wouldn't bother to stay in this broken place - he would rather send someone to set fire in the middle of the night!

"That's right!" Qiao's eyes lit up.

The family motto of the Vitu family - "Don't bully the weak, don't be afraid of the powerful"!

Qiao thought, why is Weilun not considered a "weak"? So, he can completely bully this old man!

After waiting for about a moment, just as Qiao's patience was about to be exhausted, Officer Weilun personally rushed to the reception room, followed by the old man in black and several maids holding metal boxes of all sizes.

Thirty-nine alloy boxes of different sizes were placed on the table, and the code was a bunch of them like hills.

Official Weilun nodded to Qiao with a smile, and pulled out a metal box that was one and a half feet long, three inches wide and two inches thick. He opened the metal box cautiously, and a white cold air spurted out.

In the box, there is a blue ice that is more than one foot long, clean and transparent, without any blisters or flocculent impurities.

In the blue ice, a long black grass with a strange shape, like a dragon's claw, was frozen.

A trace of dense black gas kept coming out of the grass and slowly rotated around the grass. If you stared at the grass for too long, you would even hear a faint roar of beasts.

Joe blinked.

Lapulashi gave a prescription list, and at the same time, there was also a corresponding knowledge of identifying herbs and passed on to Qiao. Qiao was very awkward. Compared with Lapulashi's description, he identified the strange-shaped black grass in front of him.

"Abyss Dragon Claw Grass?" Qiao murmured: "The abyss dragon energy outside the grass seems to be a little scattered. Isn't this the fresh abyss Dragon Claw Grass?"

Qiao murmured about his identification, but he was actually not sure.

For the first time in his life, he saw this strange thing - the Medland continent. All herbs grow well-behaved and cute, like a grass, following the duties of grass... It's not like the so-called "grass" in front of him, it's just a claw.

Official Weilun and the old man in black shrank slightly at the same time.

They thought it was a big fat pig coming to the door, but they didn't expect that this big fat pig seemed to have some vision.

After coughing lightly, Weilun** said in a deep voice: "Fresh Abyss Dragon Claw Grass? Haha, there is no fresh Abyss Dragon Claw Grass in the entire Medland Continent... After all, ordinary people would not know where such a rare and magical medicine was obtained... How could it be fresh?"

Joe frowned, he looked at Officer Weilun and said in a deep voice: "So, where did it come from?"

Official Weilun smiled reservedly and shook his head gently: "Oh, no, this is not something you should know... You came to the Whisper Forest Club for rare and magical medicines, isn't it? You spend money and buy them enough... You don't need to know too much."

The mysterious old man.

In Qiao's heart, the idea of ​​sending someone to burn the Whisper Forest Club became more and more determined.

He reached out and opened one metal box after another.

Lava flame beads shaped like beads, coral-shaped abyss deer antler grass, heart-shaped like a life feathers on the head of the fire bird, like a living creature, and trench cold soil paste that wriggles like living creatures...

Qiao identified more than thirty kinds of strange materials one after another.

The materials seem to be right, but according to the knowledge taught by Laplaci, these materials are defective and do not have real top-quality or even top-quality products.

Joe frowned, a little dissatisfied.

Laplaci's sharp and delicate voice sounded in Joe's mind: "It's all inferior goods. They can be used as medicine, but the prepared medicine will definitely not reach the perfect quality. About 30% of the perfect quality?"

Joe's face became more and more gloomy.

Laplaci smiled leisurely: "In their basement, on the third floor of the underground of this building, there is a very solid vault with a large number of good medicinal materials. These thirty-nine medicinal materials are all inside... and there are top-notch and perfect quality good products!"

A burst of anger suddenly popped up in Qiao's heart.

He reached out and knocked the traveler's check in front of him, shook his head gently: "Mr. Weilun, I want good things... these are not good things... what do you think?"

Official Weilun stood after the case and shook his head vigorously: "No, Officer Qiao, this is the best product that the entire emperor can find... You don't know how precious these medicinal materials are... Their origin is something that ordinary people cannot know, they cannot reach, and they cannot collect these medicinal materials from it."

"Thirty-nine kinds of rare, precious, rare medicinal materials, each of which is one hundred thousand gold marks and three million nine hundred thousand gold marks, you can take them away!"

Official Weilun looked at Joe with a smile on his face.

The hair slags that had just grown on the back of Qiao's neck stood up one by one. I said before that, among these medicinal materials, Qiao had heard of sixteen types from the Ghost Face Storekeeper. Qiao remembered that it happened to be another time. The Ghost Face Storekeeper talked about the price of one of the medicinal materials lava flame beads - in Tulun Port, the market price of a lava flame bead is about 1,800 gold marks.

Even in the imperial capital, compared with Muteste's tears of compassion, the price of medicine soared three times. Is it good to calculate the six thousand gold marks of a lava flame bead?

Official Weilun actually said, a herbal medicine plant, a hundred thousand gold mark?

This is killing Joe as a piglet!

Qiao Mo put away the check on the table without saying a word, stood up, turned around and walked towards the reception room door.

The old man in black took a step forward a little anxiously, trying to stop Qiao.

Official Weilun reached out to stop the old man in black. He held his small pipe in his mouth, calmly breathed a breath of smoke, and said lightly: "Official Qiao, you have wasted my precious time with the Whisper Forest Club. If you... just leave like this, I can think that you are deliberately teasing us?"

"If you leave like this, I promise that you will never buy any herbs you need in Heidra Fort."

Official Weilun’s smile was very bright.

Qiao didn't look back and greeted the old mother of Weilun's official in Tulun Port's local slang!

Official Weilun's eyes were fixed and he said coldly: "The ungrateful country bumpkin... Bastard, you are in the imperial capital, be careful!"

After a pause, the official Weilun gritted his teeth and cursed: "Only idiots without tutors, the countryside is a lowly woman who will give birth to a poor man."
Chapter completed!