Steam Era: The Lord of 'Puluo'

Chapter 1059 555: Birch Tree Secret Cult_2

This ointment in my hand was snatched from the Peddler's cart when he came to Fool's City. You know, the Peddler always gives way to us; in other places, who would dare to rob the Peddler? This ointment is indeed a priceless treasure."

Ointment and paste are both priceless treasures; Tang Changfa made no mistake, these things should indeed be cherished.

But, how did Zeng Hongfu know about such precious medicine in Tang Changfa's possession?

"Did you show off these things?"

Tang Changfa shook his head and said, "I didn't show them off. Yesterday, when Zeng Hongfu came to ask, Yan Cui'er blurted it out carelessly."

Li Banfeng frowned and said, "This matter should be noted down. Tell Yan Cui'er that she needs to be hit a hundred times, and when I have time, I'll hit her myself."

"The shopkeeper is right, she ought to be punished; I'll note it down immediately!"

As per Li Banfeng's impression, Miglov's hand fell to the ground and turned into mud. He should indeed buy the potion for limb regeneration, but paste and ointment shouldn't be of much use to him; his hand is already gone.

Desperate measures in dire straits?

Or does he have another method?

Li Banfeng said, "Later, we'll go to the black market together; sell the paste to that person, but raise the price."

Li Qi instructed, so Tang Changfa naturally complied. The two arrived at the black market and sat in a compartment.

Tonight, the Cultural Palace is showing a love movie, mainly selling medicinal materials.

Li Banfeng watched the film while Yan Cui'er and Yan Hong'er massaged his shoulders and back, especially Yan Cui'er, who served particularly diligently, occasionally acting coy, "Shopkeeper, do you really have the heart to hit me? If you're going to hit, just use your hand to discipline me; don't use anything else!"

Halfway through the film, suddenly someone knocked on the door, Li Banfeng calmly moved to the corner of the compartment.

Indeed, Zeng Hongfu came again, still for the limb regeneration potion. He doubled the price, and Tang Changfa deliberately hesitated for a while, eventually selling the paste to him.

Zeng Hongfu was thrilled, abandoned his stall, and ran out of the Cultural Palace.

He got in the car and drove over ten kilometers, entering a residential building, into a two-bedroom apartment.

The living room was surrounded by a dozen people. Zeng Hongfu conversed fluently in Ravsha Language with them, then entered the master bedroom under the watch of two Lavsha People.

Miglov lay in the bedroom, and upon seeing Zeng Hongfu, he smiled, "My child, have you gained anything?"

No matter the age of the person, Miglov always addressed them as children.

Zeng Hongfu quite welcomed this, agreeing while simultaneously taking out the paste, "This is Puluo State's finest medicine, a special product from the Bonders."

"Child, you need to clarify the concept more; is it the Bonders or Glue Cultivation?"

Zeng Hongfu immediately realized his improper phrasing, "It's a product of Glue Cultivation, capable of perfectly restoring your lost limbs."

Miglov stared at the paste for a long time, nodded, and said, "Child, your contribution to the Hermit Society will be remembered, and your position in the Hermit Society will be accordingly adjusted.

I now need some arms; I mean 'some,' not 'one.' You know, to fully restore my left arm, it cannot be done with just one arm; it requires complex and meticulous restoration."

Zeng Hongfu nodded repeatedly, "Great Chairman, this is my sacred and honorable mission; I'm ready to handle it."

"Bring the seller of this medicine to meet me. If he refuses, ask them the source of this medicine; even if they are unwilling to answer, their lives cannot continue in this world."

Zeng Hongfu said, "Rest assured, I will give you a reply early tomorrow."

Miglov waved his hand, indicating that Zeng Hongfu could leave.

Zeng Hongfu dared not turn his back on Miglov, retreated all the way to the door, opened it, turned his body sideways, quietly closing the door without making a sound.

Miglov looked at the small bottle of paste in his hand, then at his broken arm, closed his eyes, and made a supplication:

"Great deity, grant me protection, let me serve at Your feet with a complete body, let me chastise the blaspheming mob with a complete body, let me wash away the shame in my heart with a complete body."

A tall, brown-haired man entered Miglov's room, bent down and saluted, "Chairman, we have identified that woman's identity and found her residence. Her name is Jin Shunying, and on the night of the incident, she went to the auction with Li Qi."

"Caught her yet?"

The man shook his head, "The woman hasn't returned to her residence for now; our people are still keeping watch at her place."

Miglov nodded and said, "I trust your capabilities; definitely stronger than those foolish Huanguo People. Pour me a drink."

The man fetched vodka from the liquor cabinet and poured a glass for Miglov.

After drinking it all, Miglov calmed down considerably, indicating the man could leave.

The man left the room and closed the door with a bang.

Miglov frowned; in this regard, the Huanguo People indeed are more restrained, visibly more polite.

He closed his eyes, preparing to sleep, but sounds kept coming from the living room.

Bam! Bam!

Miglov got angry, "What exactly are you doing?"

A man pushed open the bedroom door, "Sorry, Chairman, I have just brought some arms back for you."

"Arms?" Miglov was taken aback; he assigned this task to Zeng Hongfu, yet the person by the door, neither in shape nor voice, was clearly not Zeng Hongfu.