Chapter 108

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Protagonist:

Chen Yi

Just as Chen Yi had once imagined, he can now click on Level 5 Intelligence Scrolls, Level 4 Strength, Agility, Listening, and Perception Scrolls, and Level 4 Energy Recovery Potions, as well as Level 2 Green Breath Berries.

However, he is also very clear that once he clicks on one, the remaining bright colors might all cease to exist.

After careful consideration, Chen Yi clicked on the position of the Level 4 Energy Recovery Potion.

The price of 15,000 gold coins partially proved its value.

The prices of scrolls and potions basically jump by three times per level, while the price of potions is often three times the price of a scroll of the same level.

Deducting 88 million gold coins, Chen Yi had roughly 50 million gold coins left stored in the crystal screen, still able to drink them like water without a care.

However, if something like the Illusion Dragon appears again, he would have no capital to purchase it.

"To replenish a Level 4 spell scroll, how many bottles of Level 4 Energy Recovery Potion are needed?" Chen Yi asked.

"4 bottles, Master."

In that case, to cast a Level 4 spell without loss would cost 60,000 gold coins.

In comparison, the magic storage that every Grand Mage releases 4 to 10 times a day counts as a free feast. No wonder even Holy Knights and Red Robe Mages are reluctant to tear open a scroll easily.

Timothy happily packed 200 bottles of Level 4 Energy Recovery Potion into wooden cases, then organized them into the large bag Chen Yi had brought.

Easily consuming 3 million gold coins, his pressure lessened considerably.

The numbers on the crystal screen, Timothy always imagined them as the degree of the Master's interest in Holy Qiao — the faster the gold coins are consumed, doesn't that mean the Master likes Holy Qiao's products more?

The crystal screen above the subway gate flickered twice, then dimmed.

A flash of disappointment crossed Chen Yi's face; as he received the large bag, he thought: the Energy Recovery Potions stored in the room seem to need an update and replacement.

3 bottles of Energy Recovery Potion can only replenish the consumption of 1 Level 3 spell scroll; for Level 4 scrolls, the effect is negligible. Of course, besides Intelligence Scrolls, he mainly uses Level 3 scrolls now, so there is plenty of time to use up the stock.

As usual, he supplemented with some tasty berries; Chen Yi held the ring, clicked on the crystal screen, and said: "Let's stop here for today."

The Holy Qiao people hurriedly bowed to see him off.

Returning to Jiangning, Chen Yi did not go back to school, but headed to the nearby Four Seasons Hotel, booked a suite, and began researching the ring.

Seemingly made of marble, opaque, not smooth. The lines are rugged yet the patterns are meticulous — this is the basic brand logo distinguishing it from street stall goods.

Chen Yi looked at it, shook it, and swayed it; after a long time he took out scissors and poked his own finger.

Before the blood dripped, he muttered to himself: "If you can't pass the subway, I'll be at a huge loss."

Fortunately, this did not happen.

A yellowish mist of light enveloped the entire room.

The Illusion Dragon, with an extremely grand debut ceremony, occupied a 40 square centimeter spot in the center of the mattress, and began shaking its head and swaying its tail to observe the situation.

Its first reaction was: "The smell here is really different."

"Hmm." Chen Yi was also observing it.

"Is there anything to eat?"

"How can you speak the language here?" Chen Yi had originally thought that the language he heard was translated by the crystal screen.

The color-changing little lizard rotated its eyeballs 360 degrees, as if in disdain, then puffed its cheeks and said: "We are connecting via thought."

Chen Yi raised an eyebrow and continued asking: "Good explanation. Can you change color?"

"Is there anything to eat?" The answer was clear and forceful.

Chen Yi was helpless, and said: "Look around, which things are you interested in?"

"This one is not bad." It twisted its buttocks over to the bedside table lamp, opened its short and small mouth, and began gnawing from the pure copper base.

The hard metal in its mouth was like cotton candy, even able to be pulled into threads.

After about ten minutes, the lamp fixture with a compensation price exceeding 3000 yuan was left with only the silk lampshade portion; even the filament inside the bulb was pulled out and eaten by it.

"Temporarily full." The color-changing little lizard burped, its buttocks blown up and put down.

Chen Yi licked his lips and said: "Alright, tell me what you can transform into."

"Everything I've eaten can be done." As the little lizard spoke, its body slowly swelled, actually transforming into the shape of a pure copper lamp base.

At the very top above the bulb, even the lampshade was simulated.

The little lizard flickered its bulb and said: "Only by eating something can you understand its full functions and manifest its full functions; otherwise you can only have partial functions."

Chen Yi was dazed. Okay then, does that mean I have to get a horse for it to eat?

Four limbs and hooves extended from under the lamp stand, and it strolled leisurely on the bed.

Like a walking lamp stand.

Chen Yi understood why Timothy had hesitated — it's smart enough, but obviously not worry-free.

He casually turned on the TV, watching while thinking, and after a while asked again: "If you transform into a Shen, will it be like a Shen, or as strong as a Ya Dragon?"

This question is very meaningful. A "Shen" is an animal only a few circles larger than a horse; if it possesses the physical strength, speed, and power of a Ya Dragon, then its combat significance is decidedly different.

"Shen is so weak..." The little lizard spoke like a human, and similarly turned like a human: "I am currently still in the juvenile period; what I transform into will be the same as a Shen."

"Truly a defective product."

Words aside, Chen Yi did not give up immediately.

On Earth, even transforming into a horse would be a pretty good thing.

Although it certainly cannot compare to the handsomeness of Grendel's Earth Dragon.

He finally asked one last question: "When will you be able to break out of the juvenile period?"

"It takes some time, what's the rush, I'm yours anyway." The Illusion Dragon transformed back into a little lizard, lay on the bed with its belly up, looking like it was digesting.

Chen Yi was both annoyed and amused; he lifted it by its tail, tossed it to the other end of the bed, and lay down to sleep.

The Summoning Ring was only a temporary residence for mounts; knights like Grendel would not normally keep them in the ring unless they were on the upper floors of the Mage Tower.

After waking up, Chen Yi paid for the lamp base at the Four Seasons Hotel, and under the manager's surprised gaze as he held a lampshade cloth fragment, he returned to school for class.

Later that day, he finally thought of something, grabbed the Phantom Dragon, and came to the underground garage of H Building.

There was a Ford F150 without a car key there.

"Can you eat it?" Chen Yi pointed at the six-meter-long pickup truck and asked the thirty-centimeter-long color-changing small lizard.

As for eating, the Phantom Dragon lived up to the name "Dragon," and soon said affirmatively: "Too many mixed elements; eating it would waste a lot of my strength."

"Then, can you turn into it? Exactly the same, strength, speed." That was the point of Chen Yi's question.

The Phantom Dragon hesitated slightly, then said: "I can."

Even if it died of exhaustion, it wouldn't recognize what kind of animal this was.

"Can five people sit inside?"

"I can." The Phantom Dragon was probably impatient by now.

"Fine, eat." Chen Yi covered his eyes, preparing to conduct an experiment with one million.

If the color-changing small lizard ate the F150 and produced a one-to-one scale model, then there really was no choice.

However, for Chen Yi, it actually wasn't a big problem.

One million RMB was only one hundred and twenty thousand US Dollars. Gold Source Company earned an average of 1.88 million per hour.

The color-changing small lizard crawled onto the car slowly, sniffed left and right, and took three minutes to eat the windshield wiper in front of the glass, then let out a satisfied burp: "So many impurities, I'm full."

"Full?" Chen Yi looked at it in astonishment and hope, saying: "Then can you transform?"

The color-changing small lizard turned into a windshield wiper with a swipe.

Chen Yi looked at the huge pickup truck and was speechless for a moment.

In the following days, he had to bring this color-changing small lizard every day to eat something.

Sometimes under the seat, sometimes accessories like the CD player, but after more than half a month, the pickup truck still looked like a pickup truck.

Compared with the progress of eating the car.

Chen Yi's progress in learning to drive was much faster.

After applying the Intelligence Scroll and eating Green Breath Berries, he only needed to practice for a few days at school, then borrow Han Jie's car to practice in the parking lot for half a night, and he could already drive the pickup truck into the separately rented garage by himself.

It was here that the color-changing small lizard began to eat the exterior parts of the F150.

During this half month, Chen Yi unknowingly got to know several classmates. University relationships were easy to handle; they didn't need to be too close, nor too distant.

And he wore a huge archery ring, occasionally bringing along the image of a chameleon, becoming a sight in the class; many female students of other ages would come specially to attend public classes just to appreciate the legendary lizard breed.

Whenever this happened, the color-changing small lizard would become very, very well-behaved.

In fact, it had no choice but to be well-behaved; after the blood-dripping, it could only communicate with Chen Yi alone.

Just as if the thought fluctuations of two people were bound together.

After two weeks, Jin Douna, who was somewhat afraid of small animals, also got used to the existence of Chen Yi having a chameleon as a pet.

She would scream from time to time: "Careful not to sit on it."

That was when the chameleon had crawled onto the sofa or the rattan chair.

Whenever this happened, Chen Yi couldn't help but feel a sense of absurdity.

A cunning lizard that ran as fast as himself—how could it really be sat on?

It was only when beside girls that it was easily touched by their full buttocks.

In this situation, Chen Yi indirectly inquired of Timothy and others but got no answer; he could only attribute it to the Phantom Dragon watching too much TV, resulting in bad tendencies, making it especially close to girls, and using the guise of a cute animal appearing ignorant to crawl toward all sorts of soft, comfortable places on girls.

Whenever the Phantom Dragon placed its claws on a round, perky buttocks, whenever it buried its head in a pitch-black cleavage, whenever it rubbed its belly against a snow-white fragrant shoulder... Chen Yi had the urge to speak—this guy was actually applying oil.

However, he couldn't.

One day, Chen Yi was boredly eating takeout from the school canteen, Jin Douna's instant noodles, and while watching TV, the Phantom Dragon, who was pretending to gnaw corn beside him, suddenly said: "I've decided on my name."

"Oh, what is it?" Chen Yi ate the last noodle and began blowing on the soup to drink it.

The color-changing small lizard held the corn with both feet, stood upright, and said: "From now on, I will be called Son of God, Apollo."

"Apollo?"

"That's right. You can also abbreviate me as 'Sun'."

Chen Yi spat out a mouthful of seasoning soup, froze for a moment, shook his head, and said: "Forget it, I'll just call you Sun."

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