Chapter 108 Apollo
Just like Chen Yi had imagined, he can now use 5th-grade Intelligence Scrolls, 4th-grade Strength, Agility, Listening and Perception Scrolls, 4th-grade Spirit Recovery Potions, and 2nd-grade Green Crystal Fruits.
But he was also very clear that once one option was chosen, all the other bright colors might disappear.
After careful consideration, Chen Yi clicked on the position of the 4th-level Energy Recovery Potion.
The price of 15,000 gold coins partly proves its value.
The prices of scrolls and potions are basically tripled with each level, while the price of potions is often three times that of a scroll of the same level.
After deducting 88 million gold coins, Chen Yi still had around 500 million gold coins left on the crystal screen, and he could still spend it freely as if it were water.
However, if something like a phantom dragon appears again, there won't be enough money to buy it.
"Replenishing 4th-level spell scrolls, how many bottles of 4th-level mana recovery potions are needed?" Chen Yi asked.
"Four bottles, master."
In this case, if you want to release a pus spell without any loss, you need 600,000 gold coins.
In comparison, each master releases 4 to 10 times of magical energy storage every day, which is a free big meal. No wonder even the Holy Knights and the Red Robe Mages are reluctant to tear open a scroll.
Timothy was overjoyed and put 200 bottles of level 4 energy recovery potion into the wooden box, then tidied them up into the large bag brought by Chen Yi.
He easily spent 3 million gold coins, relieving some of his stress.
The numbers on the crystal screen, Timothy always imagined it as Master's interest in Sanqiao, the faster a gold coin is consumed, doesn't it mean that Master likes Sanqiao's goods more?
The crystal screen above the subway gate flickered twice and dimmed.
Chen Yi's look of disappointment flashed by, and at the same time he received the big package, he thought to himself: The energy recovery potions in the room seem to need an update.
3 bottles of mana restoration potion can only replenish the consumption of 3rd-level spell scrolls, and have little effect on 4th-level scrolls. Of course, he is now mainly using 3rd-level scrolls except for intelligence scrolls, and some are used to consume inventory over time.
As usual, he supplemented some delicious fruit jelly, Chen Yi held his ring finger and clicked on the crystal screen, saying: "Let's stop here for today."
The people of Sant'Angelo hastened to bid him farewell.
Back in Jiangning, Chen Yi didn't return to school, but instead went to the nearby Four Seasons Hotel, booked a suite and began studying the ring.
It has a texture similar to marble, opaque and non-glossy. The lines are thick and the texture is fine, which is its basic logo different from street goods.
Chen Yi hesitated for a long time, then finally took out a pair of scissors and stabbed them into his own fingers.
Before he bled out, he muttered to himself: "If you can't make it through the subway, I'll be in big trouble."
Fortunately, this did not happen.
A hazy yellow mist enveloped the entire room.
The magnificent dragon that appeared on stage, in the center of the mattress, occupying a space of 40 square centimeters, began to shake its head and swing its tail to observe the situation.
Its first reaction was: "The taste here is really different."
"Hmm." Chen Yi was also observing it.
"Is there anything to eat?"
"How did you learn to speak our language?" Chen Yi Yuan had initially thought that the language he heard was translated by the crystal screen.
The chameleon rotated its eyeballs 360 degrees, as if looking down on something, and puffed out its cheeks: "We are connected by our thoughts."
Chen Yi raised an eyebrow and continued to ask: "Not a bad explanation, will it change color?"
"Is there anything to eat?"
Chen Yi helplessly said: "Take a look around, which ones are you interested in?"
"This is good." It twisted its buttocks to the bedside lamp, opened its short and small mouth, and started gnawing from the pure copper base.
The hard metal in its mouth is like cotton candy, and can even be pulled into silk.
In about ten minutes, the compensation price of the lamp exceeded 3,000 yuan. Only the silk lampshade was left, and even the filament inside the bulb was pulled out and eaten by it.
"For now, I'm full." The chameleon belched contentedly and its tail lifted up and down.
Chen Yi licked his lips and said, "Alright, tell me what you can transform into."
"I can eat anything." As the little lizard spoke, its body slowly swelled up and transformed into a pure copper lamp base.
Even the lampshade on top of the light bulb is simulated.
That little lizard flashed the light bulb and said, "Only by eating it can you understand its full function, bring out its full function, otherwise you can only have partial function."
Chen Yi was taken aback, well, wouldn't it be better to get a horse for it to eat?
The paws stretched out from under the lamp post and began to sway back and forth on the bed with a carefree air.
Like a moving lighthouse.
Chen Yi seemed to understand why Timothy was hesitant to speak - he was clever enough, but apparently not thoughtful.
He casually turned on the TV and thought while watching. After a while, he asked again: "If you become a warrior, are you like a warrior or as strong as Yalong?"
This question is very meaningful. "Xu" is a kind of animal that is only a few circles larger than a horse, if it has the physical strength, speed and power of a sub-dragon, then the combat significance would be completely different.
"So weak......" The little lizard spoke like a human, and similarly turned to say: "I am still in my youth now, I will become just like Ge."
"What a waste of resources."
However, Chen Yi did not give up immediately.
Even if I become a horse on earth, it's still pretty good.
Although it's definitely not as cool as Grendel's land dragon.
He asked one last question: "When can you leave your juvenile period?"
"Give me some time, what's the hurry, I'm all yours." The dragon transformed back into a small lizard, lying on its back on the bed, looking like it was digesting something.
Chen Yi was both angry and amused, picked up its tail, threw it to the other end of the bed, lay down and fell asleep.
The summoning ring is just a temporary residence for mounts, such as knights like Glendower, who would not normally put them in the ring unless they were on the upper floor of the wizard's tower.
After waking up from a nap, Chen Yi paid for the lamp holder of the Four Seasons Hotel and returned to school for class under the manager's astonished gaze holding the lamp shade fabric.
Later that night, he finally thought of something and dragged Huan Long to the underground parking garage of Building H.
There is a keyless Ford Explorer over there
"Can you eat it?" Chen Yi pointed at the 6-meter-long pickup truck and asked the 30-centimeter-long chameleon.
The Dragon Pavilion below was eating in the aspect, lived up to the name of "Dragon", and quickly affirmed: "There are too many mixed elements, eating it will waste a lot of my power."
"Then can you become it? Exactly the same, intensity, speed." This is what Chen Yi Xun asked.
The dragon hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay."
Even if it died of exhaustion, it still couldn't recognize what kind of animal this was.
"Can five people sit inside?"
"Alright." The Dragonfly Pavilion's patience was wearing thin.
"Alright, let's eat." Chen Yi covered his eyes, preparing to use 1 million for the experiment.
If a chameleon eats an F-150 and then poops out a 1:1 scale model, that's just the way it is.
But for Chen Yi, it's actually not a big problem either.
10 million RMB is just 1 million USD. King Yuan company can make a profit of 10 million in just one hour.
The chameleon slowly crawled onto the car, sniffing left and right, and spent three minutes eating the windshield wiper in front of the windshield. After a satisfied belch, it said, "So many impurities, I'm full."
"Full?" Chen Yi looked at it with a mixture of astonishment and hope, saying: "Can that be changed?"
The little chameleon's tongue flicked out and turned into a windshield wiper.
Chen Yi stared at the huge pickup truck, speechless for a moment.
In the following days, he had no choice but to bring this color-changing lizard every day to eat something.
Sometimes it's under the seat, sometimes it's accessories like a CD player, but more than half a month has passed and Pikachu still looks like Pikachu.
Compared with the progress of eating cars.
Chen Yi's progress in learning to drive accelerated.
He stuck the intelligence scroll, knocked on the green syrup fruit, and only practiced for a few days at school. He then borrowed Han Jie's car to practice in the parking lot overnight, and he was already able to drive the pickup truck into the separately rented garage by himself.
Here, the chameleon starts eating away at the outside of the f150.
In this half month, Chen Yi unknowingly got to know a few classmates. The relationship between university students is easy to handle, not too close, nor too distant.
And he wore a huge ring, occasionally accompanied by the image of a chameleon, which also became a scenic spot in the class. Many other female students would come to attend public classes specifically to admire the legendary lizard species.
Every time at this moment, the chameleon will become extremely obedient.
In fact, it was neither obedient nor feasible, and after dripping blood, it could only communicate with Chen Yi alone.
It's as if two people's thoughts are tied together.
After two weeks, some of the small animals that were afraid of Jindona also got used to Chen Yi having a chameleon as a pet.
She would occasionally shriek: "Be careful not to sit on it."
That's the chameleon crawling onto the sofa or rattan chair.
Every time this happens, Chen Yi has an irrepressible sense of absurdity.
Where can a cunning lizard that runs as fast as itself really be sat on?
It is also easy to be touched by a plump buttocks only when it is next to a girl.
In this case, Chen Yi and others, including Timothy, did not get a response, and could only conclude that Huan Long had watched too much TV, which led to his bad tendencies, making him especially close to girls, and using the cute animal's seemingly innocent appearance to crawl into various soft and comfortable places of girls.
Every time the dragon puts its paws on the rounded buttocks, every time the dragon sticks its head into the black and shiny cleavage, every time the dragon rubs its belly against the snow-white fragrant shoulders... Chen Yi always has an urge to speak - this guy is actually greasing up.
However, he couldn't.
On this day, Chen Yi was bored eating takeout from the school cafeteria, Jin Douna's instant noodles, watching TV when Huan Long, who was pretending to gnaw on corn beside him, suddenly said: "I've thought of my own name."
"Oh, what's it called?" Chen Yi finished eating the last noodle and started sipping the soup.
The chameleon stood upright on its hind legs, grasping the corn, and said: "From now on, I will be called the Son of God, Apollo."
Apollo?
"Right. You can also call me 'Ri' for short."
Chen Yi spat out a mouthful of seasoning soup, stunned for a moment, shook his head and said: "Forget it, just call you Rihao then."