I Can Bring In-game Items Out-Chapter 50 Playing Bone

Chapter Fifty

However, the floating liquid, seemingly under some invisible power, separated rapidly. Rather than forming Bone Coins as expected by Brother Dao, it turned into a Bone Knife instead, a shape he was familiar with.

Back then, when dealing with the Mouse King, Zhan had used such a Bone Knife.

The Bone Knife fell and was caught by an NPC.

A new Witch Pattern on the tripod lit up as Qi Blood was infused, instantly causing some powder to spray out from the tripod.

Upon discerning its attribute, it turned out to be Secret Bone Powder?

Could it be dozens of times more than what was sprinkled in?

Soon, the Witch Pattern dimmed, and the Witch backed off, allowing the players to start feeding a large amount of bones into the tripod again.

These bones also easily exhibited their attributes, mainly being from various Wild Beasts.

It was filled up once more.

Brother Dao wasted quite a bit of time, watching three Bone Knives being produced and two large batches of Bone Coins.

Indeed, Bone Coins are made this way.

Interestingly, sprinkling in Secret Bone Powder allowed the bones to melt rapidly, but once melted, more Secret Bone Powder was left behind in the tripod.

Watching for too long became boring, so Brother Dao casually inquired about news on Fierce Beasts from the Military Dagger and directly stated his intention to purchase detailed information on Basic-level Fierce Beasts for five hundred Bone Coins.

This price surprised the Military Dagger, equivalent to seventy to eighty thousand Real Coins. Even though his current income wasn’t low, it was about ten Bone Coins a day at most, so he immediately expressed his intent to keep an eye out, though he admitted there was no such information at the moment.

After chatting for a while, Brother Dao left.

The sky was beginning to darken.

After preparing some bones, he returned to reality, having a super large egg as breakfast.

"Brother Dao! A player has obtained a Flying Sword, the kind that Cultivators use to fly!" As soon as the brothers arrived, Mountain Grass exclaimed excitedly.

This made Brother Dao’s eyes light up. Mountain Grass was different from others; his excitement wasn’t just because a player got a Flying Sword.

Indeed, Mountain Grass continued, "The place where the player found the Flying Sword is Jiulong Mountain Stronghold."

"What?" Stick was shocked, since he was born in Jiulong Mountain Stronghold.

"I’ve already contacted that player online; he demands a million Real Coins to sell it." Mountain Grass emphasized again.

"He’s dreaming, asking a million for a game item?" Stick cursed angrily, and the others voiced their disapproval as well.

Mountain Grass remained silent.

"Is it reliable?" Brother Dao asked.

"As per online info, many players from the Jiulong Tribe saw several sword lights streak through the sky, seemingly battling in midair, with several sword lights pursuing another; a Cultivator was being hunted down."

"This should be true, Stick should log in and verify."

Moreover, that player disclosed the Flying Sword’s attribute.

Flying Sword: ???

It is said to be a metal short sword covered in complex patterns, not very pleasing to the eye.

Because everything showed question marks, the forums were filled with skepticism, with most people not believing it.

"Contact that player, buy it. Stick, this task is yours. Complete it successfully and take responsibility for safeguarding the Flying Sword; there will be a substantial bonus of ten thousand later." Brother Dao instructed.

"Brother Dao, he’s likely pricing it high for negotiation, definitely able to drive the price down." Mountain Grass was a bit anxious, worried Brother Dao might act impulsively.

"That’s his short-sightedness; thinking he’s asking too much gives us a chance to swoop in and purchase immediately." Brother Dao firmly stated.

"Brother Dao implies the Flying Sword is worth more than a million Real Coins? That the player’s price is undervalued." Mountain Grass was incredulous, while the others were dumbfounded—one million is a lot of money, not mere paper.

"To me, it’s worth purchasing for a million; fetch the Game Helmet, I’ll transfer right now."

Everyone was still puzzled, but Stick dashed off swiftly.

"Under what circumstances is a Flying Sword worth a million? Are the martial arts manuals real? Could the Flying Sword possibly be real too?" Mountain Grass murmured.

Brother Dao provided no answer.

Mountain Grass asked no more questions, having brought a Game Helmet with him, he immediately put it on and contacted the player through the forum.

Unfortunately, the player was offline.

Soon, Stick returned carrying a Game Helmet.

Brother Dao also grabbed his Game Helmet.

Without entering the game, he directly transferred one million Real Coins to Stick.

Hearing the notification, Stick was stunned—a million, could he earn that much in his lifetime? He wasn’t confident.

Yet it was transferred to him just like that.

This left him with mixed feelings, even a bit envious.

"First, ensure you understand the Flying Sword: metal material with complex patterns, don’t feel too stressed, it’s okay if you don’t manage to purchase it." Brother Dao reassured the slightly dazed Stick.

"We’re like brothers; Brother Dao’s trust lies with us, so don’t let money ruin our bond." Mountain Grass sighed, understanding well the allure of money.

Stick subconsciously nodded firmly, but since the player was offline, they could only wait until evening.

Everyone discussed the transaction process, how to handle it safely.

A plan was soon in place.

That day, everyone was on edge, and even martial practice was inattentive; the meat didn’t seem as tasty.

After the others left, Brother Dao began his own tasks.

He placed the cleanly washed large pot back on the stove, then took out some bones from his personal space and tossed them into the pot.

These were from recently hunted Wild Beasts, left over from selling meat to players. After all, not everyone could afford high-quality Beast Meat, so basic options were necessary.

Soon, the pot was steaming, the bottom turning red, but the bones showed no change.

Brother Dao sprinkled Secret Bone Powder on them directly.

To be honest, he was casually experimenting, feeling itchy not to try, yet not expecting it to work so easily.

But as the Bone Powder was sprinkled in, something incredible occurred.

The scorching bones at the bottom indeed underwent a magical transformation upon contact with the Secret Bone Powder, starting to melt.

Brother Dao excitedly stirred to ensure even heating.

With the stirring, more bones melted, eventually causing all bones in the pot to liquefy, shrinking severely, and, with the rising white smoke, leaving only a small amount of liquid and some impurities.

This forced Brother Dao to add more bones.

Once the bones were exhausted, the liquid obtained was still not much.

Yet it proved to be semi-transparent like Bone Coins, albeit with noticeable impurities.

Brother Dao swiftly dug some earth from the ground, crafting a small mold with his hands.

He poured the bone liquid in, and soon, a short and rather rough, semi-transparent mini bone sword containing numerous impurities was formed.

Brother Dao entered the game gleefully, immediately taking out the bone sword.

Bone Sword: Ultra-micro, Qi Blood infusion...!