"That's good." Yang Feng took back the two-thirds of the medicine that was still in his hand, put it into the system storage, and said calmly.
"Thank you so much, young man. Our family has nothing to repay you with, but you are truly a kind person," Lei Dashan said, bowing to Yang Feng in gratitude.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 207 Non-human
A good person?
He hadn't heard that term in a long time since he acquired the system, and he realized he used to be such a pushover.
He didn't know why he gradually became a cold-blooded animal. He had thought before that it might be the influence of his mercenary profession that caused these symptoms.
Yang Feng sighed inwardly and waved his hand, saying, "It's nothing, no need to thank me."
After all, he took someone else's things.
“This is no small matter in my opinion. You saved my life. If you have any requests, please feel free to make them.”
Lei Dashan shook his head and spoke.
"I don't have any requests, I just want Xiaofeng to give me those two pieces from your drawer, you won't object, will you?"
Yang Feng thought for a moment, then spoke up.
Even if he disagreed, so what? The two fragments had already been taken by Starlight, and in truth, they originally belonged to her.
"Fragments? You mean the blue fragments? Oh! These aren't very useful to me, they just look pretty. They can be used as lights at night, they're very beautiful. If you want them, you can take them."
Lei Dashan was slightly taken aback, then smiled and spoke.
"Okay, then." Yang Feng's eyes brightened slightly, then he suddenly remembered something and said, "By the way, old man, I'd like to ask you, where did you get these two fragments from?"
Upon hearing this, Lei Dashan sighed softly, looked up at Yang Feng, and said:
"These two fragments were actually obtained by my grandfather, Xiaofeng's great-great-grandfather, from a tomb robber during the Republic of China era. I don't know the specifics of the situation."
"Got it from tomb raiders? Could it have been taken from a tomb? Heh." Yang Feng frowned, lowered his head slightly, and murmured.
After a moment of silence, Yang Feng looked up, glanced at the time, and said to them, "I have something to do, so I'll be leaving now."
“Okay, I’ll see you off.” Lei Dashan nodded and they walked to the door together.
"Goodbye, big brother." Lei Xiaofeng waved his little hand and shouted loudly as he watched Yang Feng's back.
Yang Feng didn't turn back. He probably wouldn't come to this place again. He turned around and walked a few steps onto the old street.
After leaving the old street, I went to a mobile phone repair shop, bought some parts and mobile phone repair tools, and then returned to the ordinary neighborhood.
Sitting at her younger sister's desk, she carefully held the repair tools in both hands and began to disassemble, reassemble, and repair the phone.
Before I knew it, it was midday. The phone was so badly damaged that even someone with extensive repair knowledge would need a long time to fix it.
"Phew~"
Yang Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead, stood up, and turned on his phone.
Yang Feng replaced the chip inside with the most powerful CPU and improved the battery life, making it possible to talk for ten hours after just five minutes of charging.
Aside from the unchanged exterior, the memory card and the completely redesigned internal components are also present.
From now on, I'll call you Fruit R9—
Yang Feng muttered to himself in boredom, and finally saw his phone screen light up, which made him a little excited.
Upon entering the main page and clicking into the photo album, I saw her smile again.
Yang Feng smiled slightly, feeling his heart filled and no longer empty.
Suddenly, Yang Feng saw the message "Synced" appear on the screen. He slapped his forehead, almost spitting blood in anger. So this thing could be synced? Then he just needed to buy a new iPhone.
Then I'll keep this phone as a collectible, which will save me 100 scrolls.
After remaining silent for a while, Yang Feng started playing with his phone and sighed softly. It was all his own decision, and there was no use regretting it now.
Looking at the incredibly smooth phone, an idea inadvertently flashed through Yang Feng's mind: to start his own company and create a phone.
Just like a fruit company that is famous all over the country, it can make money and also bring glory to domestically produced machines. Why not?
But a mobile phone company isn't something you can just open up on a whim.
After lunch, it was already afternoon. Yang Feng, as he had said yesterday, went to the Qingtian Club to meet them.
He planned to strengthen their forces so that they could expand much faster.
There were nearly 900 people standing in the lobby on the third floor of the Qingshan Club.
Yang Feng stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes sweeping over them indifferently, his body as straight as a tree trunk, standing tall in place.
The underlings below seemed to feel breathless just from Yang Feng's gaze.
"Why were my brothers able to forcibly seize this territory yesterday?"
Yang Feng lifted his foot and slowly walked around, speaking at the same time.