534: C534 Perceptual

C534 Perceptual

Unorderan's fingers, which were as thick as a radish, could not help but tremble as he turned the pages of the book. It was as if he was walking on clouds, as if he was in a dream.1

This was the f * cking leather of Ying Loong of the Dark World!

His current mood is the same as when an expert suddenly tells you that the teapot in your house is actually an incomparably precious Tang Sanlang.

However, when Unorderan calmed his heart and read the content of the Beast Skin Book, the feeling of floating like a fairy turned into a raging rage.

"What kind of idiot is this for him to be so wasteful? If I were to find out, I would definitely pull his tendons and skin out!"

This feeling was actually very easy to understand. It was still that teapot.

When experts told you that this teapot was actually an incomparably precious Three Colors Tang, but because of the fact that your teapot wasn't good for safekeeping, its value dropped greatly. The value of the teapot was originally capable of selling for tens of millions, but now, it was only worth a few tens of thousands.

This book of Beast Skin Book s was similar to this one. Before it was filled with these stinky things, even if it was worth a thousand gold, it would be worthless.

This was because even if these words were erased, the original value of the material could not be restored.

"Tree God, because of this goddamned fool, this book doesn't have much value anymore."

Unorderan's eyes were bloodshot and he was breathing heavily like an anxious gambler. He wanted nothing more than to kill this goddamned bard a million times over.

Su Mu ignored Unorderan, and with a wave of his hand, the Beast Skin Book was pulled by his will and automatically flew in front of Su Mu.

Su Mu stared at the Beast Skin Book for a moment, his finger gently wiped the line of content on the page. This light finger could leave a three feet mark on the steel plate, but it did not affect the content of the page in the slightest.

This was very abnormal.

Su Mu suddenly thought of something, his smile relaxed as he asked an irrelevant question.

"Xiao De, with your current strength, can you write on Ying Loong's leather piece?"

Unorderan, who was wearing a red eye, did not want to care about anyone at first. He only wanted to get rid of his worries, but when he heard Su Mu's voice, he immediately regained his clarity of mind.

It was as if someone had poured a bucket of ice water over his head in the cold and bone-chilling three to nine days in the howling cold wind.

Unorderan habitually revealed a flattering smile: "Reporting to Tree God, Xiao De's strength is shallow, it might be difficult for him to leave a note on such precious materials."

"Can you do it or not?"

Unorderan said brightly, "No."

If one wasn't strong enough, they wouldn't even be qualified to use this material, much less leave words on it that couldn't be erased.

If even Unorderan couldn't do this, then the true identity of the bard would be interesting.

How could an ordinary bard use this kind of rare material and write something that even Su Mu couldn't erase?

At this time, Unorderan also reacted, "Tree God, are you saying that the contents written here are just a pretense?!"

Unorderan wasn't a fool to walk alone to this day without his lackeys around him. If he was really that stupid, he would have been captured by the humans as a slave long ago. The slave was sold.

"That's right, just like you thought. You take the Beast Skin Book first, think of a way to decipher the contents written on it." Su Mu threw the Beast Skin Book into Unorderan's hands: "As long as you succeed, I will reward you handsomely."

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