Mythical Era: I Evolved Into A Stellar-Level Beast

Jack Clark shook his head: “Forget it, you’re saving your contribution points for that Transcendent Battle Shield, right? I’ll cover the bill this time.”

“Alright, going big today.” Justin Welan nodded, not arguing with Jack.

After all, Jack made a few hundred contribution points today, equivalent to several months of earnings for many Third Layer Heaven students.

Soon the two found a large table to sit at, and Justin called out familiarly: “Boss, a hundred rabbit skewers, and one bear paw from over there, please.” “By the way, it’s still the old rule that fruit wine is free to drink, right?”

“Yes, fruit wine is free.”

“Senior over there, grill a hundred skewers of Snow Jade Beast’s hind leg meat.”

“Alright, just wait a moment.”

Jack looked at him strangely: “Mr. Willard, you guys come here often?”

Justin smiled: “No, only Marcus Lee and 1 have been here twice, Zac Lyons and the others arc too busy cultivating all day, it’s no fun.”

“Also, don’t underestimate this place, many of the bosses here arc old hands.”

“In addition to those who don’t like fighting and killing, there arc some more cautious types, and some Fourth Layer Heaven seniors who just returned from the Deep Mountain.”

Jack’s eyes turned strange: “They’re relaxing their minds like this.”

Justin nodded with a smile: “Yes, they’re relaxing their minds while making some extra cash, and many of them grill meat without any cost.”

“Think about it, they just need to peel off the scale armor from those Mutated Beasts and cut a few hundred pounds of meat, it’s hardly noticeable.”

“Although these grilled skewers only cost a few points in terms of contribution, the accumulated amount is quite significant over a year, and it’s a no-cost deal.”

Jack sighed: “They’re all talents!”

“Hey! These arc just ordinary ones, I heard there are many more…”

Next, Justin shared a lot of information he’d gathered during this time with Jack.

For example, some senior cultivation students who practice agility and stealth methods, they do enter the mountain ranges, but they don’t hunt high-level mutant beasts; instead, they gather information.

For example, which areas have Level 5 and above mutant beasts, which dangerous places are suspected to have resources, where Space Magnetic Fields are distorted, and where there might be Heaven and Earth Treasures, etc.

Then they sell this information at a reasonable price.

These people have an extensive network of contacts that includes a large number of Martial Height Students in the area, forming a vast network of relationships.

Zac Lyons, Marcus Lee, and several others came over as the two talked, followed by Freya Louise.

Everyone at the base dressed casually, including Freya, who was just wearing fitted trousers and a short-sleeved T-shirt that exposed her ivory-white arms.

When the girls sat down, Jack suddenly smelled a faint scent of shampoo.

With his increasingly robust physical body, Jack’s Five Senses had become quite terrifying during this time.

He could hear the sound of mosquitoes flying hundreds of meters away in the forest, his eyes could see insects several kilometers away clearly when there was no obstruction, and his nose was even more sensitive.

Under these circumstances, he would usually suppress the Five Senses and only unlock spiritual perception, otherwise, it would be uncomfortable.

Jack glanced at Marcus Lee, Mullen Weisz, and the others, and asked, “Mr. Willard, why didn’t you call Howard Lee?”

Justin shook his head: “I sent him a message, but he said he couldn’t make it. He went straight into the mountains after getting the three bottles of Blood Armored Beast King’s Essence Blood from the Logistics Department in the afternoon.”

“Damn, how devoted is Howard to this?” Zac Lyons couldn’t help but curse.

Mullen Weisz shrugged: “It’s obvious he’s been stimulated by Jack. After all, he’s the second-ranked freshman, and now he can’t even beat the mutant beasts Jack has crushed.”

Freya burst into laughter, enjoying the sight of others being overshadowed or amazed by Jack.

At this time, the boss came over from a nearby barbecue stall with a big iron plate in his arms, shouting, “Here it is, guys, your spicy fresh Green-scaled Rabbit Meat.”

“…This is barbecue!” Zac Lyons looked at the ‘skewers’ in front of him, with five large pieces of rabbit meat the size of fists on each half-meter-long steel bar, feeling a bit dumbfounded.

A hundred skewers piled up on the table almost formed a large pile.

The burly sophomore boss proudly said: “We’re cultivators after all, it’s much more enjoyable to eat big chunks of meat and drink big sips of wine. Brothers, eat slowly, I have to get back to work.”

Jack waved his hand: “Go ahead and cat, I’m treating today, don’t be polite.”

“Let’s eat.”

After everyone was full and drunk, and had boasted enough, it was already midnight and they had eaten about 10 contribution points worth of food.

In the dormitory corridor, a young man stood with his arms folded, waiting outside Jack’s dormitory door, and his eyes lit up when he saw Jack return, enthusiastically greeting.

“Junior Clark, nice to meet you, my name is Denny Lockwood, Second Grade Fifth Group.” The cultivator took the initiative to introduce himself.

“Senior Denny, hello, are you waiting for me for something?” Jack asked, puzzled.

It seemed he hadn’t seen this Denny person before.

Denny grinned: “That’s right, I do have something to discuss with you, or rather, I have a deal to talk to Junior Clark about.. Are you interested?”