Dark Moon Era

Kun? Dream Seed No. 0233? Store?

The information Kun revealed was not much but connecting it to the timing when the Mysterious Store appeared, Tang Ling almost instinctively connected all the dots together.

Looking at Tang Ling’s ever-changing look, Kun remained silent. He sat back down casually and returned to his lazy look.

“Is this place… only visible in my dream?” Tang Ling was not stupid. Even though his knowledge level was pitifully low, he was still able to catch the key point among all this.

“Interesting.” Kun stretched his body. There was an impalpable emotion showing from his gaze, but he quickly calmed down and said, “More precisely, only Dream Seeds are eligible for purchasing items here.”

“Everytime you dream, you’ll receive a type of currency. This.” As he spoke, Kun lifted his right hand, and a golden starry spot appeared on his hand. It was difficult to tell whether it was real or just a speck of light.

“This is a Dream Coin. As long as you own it, you can buy anything from me.” After the explanation, Kun curled up his hand and the Dream Coin disintegrated into a tiny speck of light, disappearing into the seams of his fingers.

Then, Kun waved the black long sleeves of his robe. The dim lighting on Tang Ling’s left and right instantly shone brightly.

With the bright light, Tang Ling was able to see endless rows of wooden counters in the chaotic darkness behind Kun.

Every single counter had many smaller drawers with the contents hidden from sight.

“I don’t have any Dream Coins.” Tang Ling was not moved by the endless rows of wooden counters. All he did was give his answer straightforwardly.

As a matter of fact, whatever the contents inside the counters, they did not attack Tang Ling at all as he knew almost nothing.

Throughout his entire life, there was only one type of currency that he knew, and it was the credits of Safety Sector No. 17. It was only used to exchange for necessities for his grandmother and his sister.

Thinking about his family, Tang Ling’s heart started to wrench. He cared about nothing at all in the store.

Kun seemed to have expected Tang Ling’s absent-minded state. He curled his lips into a cold smile as he lifted his hand to the nearest counter and quietly opened one of the drawers to pull out a horn that was as long as a person’s forearm and around 15 inches thick.

Tang Ling looked at the horn in surprise. It was grayish-white in color, but there was a fiery red line in the center. The line felt like it was alive, and a closer look would show that it was wriggling as if it were a line of burning fire.

“Garbage.” Kun looked a little down. His right hand twirled and tossed the horn before saying casually, “13 Dream Coins, Level 5 vicious beast—Fiery Rhino Horn.”

After that, Kun skipped the detailed explanation as he swung his hand and the horn disappeared. The opened drawer also closed by itself.

Tang Ling’s heart raced, his eyes showing a trace of yearning.

Even though he had never come across a vicious beast before and only a high mutated beast, which was the black-horned purple-striped snake, that mutated beast’s absurd power was deeply branded into his mind.

Other than that, it would be the soup that Su Yao fed him. According to Su Yao, the soup was boiled with a vicious beast femur.

After drinking the soup, his weakened state had recovered and he was filled with power. How could Tang Ling forget about that?

Judging from all the bits and pieces, he had been hunting since he was young and it was not that difficult to tell that everything from a vicious beast was precious: the meat, the blood, the skin, the bone, the teeth, and so on.

In short, the highest tier weapons back in the settlement were all forged from wild beast’s bones, teeth, and claws. The toughness far surpassed any kind of iron they could get their hands on.

So, what about the vicious beast horn? All it cost was 13 of the so-called Dream Coins!

Burned by his hatred, Tang Ling’s eyes were hot. Had he owned a decent weapon that night, his sister might not have…

Looking at Tang Ling, Kun felt even more interested. The cold smile on his face widened as he swung his hand again, and this time a silver-white metallic plate appeared behind him.

The plate was a meter wide and 40 millimeters thick. Blue stripes intertwined on its surface, and a closer look at it would reveal the intricate combination of patterns. It seemed like it was forged by combining many types of irregular iron.

“Another piece of garbage.” Kun was not satisfied. He puckered his lips and said, “Type II Flying Shield. It’s able to withstand a maximum of three punches in the 10,000-kilogram level when defending. It can also be used as a traveling item. 30 Dream Coins.”

Tang Ling widened his eyes.

With his Precise Instinct, Tang Ling naturally got used to measuring everything with numbers. A punching force in the 10,000-kilogram level was not difficult to understand for him.

But was it even real? With its full force, even the biggest bronze-skinned rhino in the Secondary Safety Zone could only deliver around 5,000-kilograms of force with a single blow. He had been hiding on top of a tree back then, and he had felt first-hand how terrifying the force was.

Able to withstand three times of 10,000-kilograms of force? With a single shield like that?

Alas, before Tang Ling could ask anything, Kun snapped his fingers and the shield swirled to Tang Ling’s face.

“Don’t fight it,” Kun simply said and he lifted his hand lightly. Tang Ling instantly felt enveloped by a kind of power that then softly lifted his body up into the air. The shield then floated under Tang Ling’s feet.

What kind of power was that? Tang Ling’s throat was grunting uncontrollably while his heart was occupied by an outrageous emotion.

Kun did not care at all. He put one of his hands under his chin and lazily tapped the counter with his left hand lightly.

The shield instantly extended two buckles and locked Tang Ling’s feet firmly before it started to move around the space quickly.

The ride took less than 15 seconds. Tang Ling experienced flying on a shield for the first time.

Before he could even calculate it with his Precise Instinct, Kun already voiced out the numbers, “Able to withstand 300 kilograms of weight, able to float above the ground for a maximum 10 meters, and can move at 180 kilometers per hour. As a matter of fact, the movement speed is too insignificant to be considered valuable.”

Standing on the shield, Tang Ling suddenly felt that being speechless was a very terrible feeling because should he open his mouth, he would only show how ignorant and laughable he was.

All sorts of messy thoughts flooded his mind, but when they were converted into words, all he could say repeatedly was, “I don’t have Dream Coins.”

It was the same phrase that he said earlier, but his tone and feeling were utterly different.

The first time, Tang Ling did not even care about the so-called purchase in the store.

However, the second time, Tang Ling yearned for the so-called Dream Coins!

If he had the Fiery Rhino Horn and the Type II Flying Shield, plus his strange abilities, would he have been able to fight the silver-haired man and be his match?

All he needed was 43 Dream Coins and it might work!

“Hmph.” Kun smiled softly at Tang Ling’s explanation. He seemed very delighted as his eyes squinted into the likes of a crescent Purple Moon.

“Of course, you don’t have any Dream Coins. You haven’t even truly been into the dream.”

“But…” Tang Ling thought of the dream that he experienced earlier. Was that not a dream? Or did he do something wrong in the dream and did not qualify to get the Dream Coins?

“That was nothing but a test, understand? It’s like an entrance exam.” Kun’s smile faded and he stretched his body before he returned to his nonchalant look. “But you passed.”

“Today, you’re here just to get your reward for passing the test.”

Reward?!