"I'm different," Qu Jianlei said seriously, "My knowledge system is very valuable."

"I understand," Bentley nodded.

He knew this very well. The knowledge system he mastered was indeed very rare for the settlements below.

But compared to the knowledge the other party had, which was rarely heard of in the entire settlement, this was extremely valuable.

At least what he knows is known to over ten thousand people in Central City.

He said simply, "I can pay the price difference until you are satisfied... Do you have B-grade crystals?"

Mutated crystals are really difficult to obtain. This depends on influence and probability, and has nothing to do with the knowledge system.

"There's only one left," Qu Jianlei took out the crystal and said sincerely, "The others are all A-level."

"The others...are all A-level?" Bentley's mouth twitched, "How many are there?"

"Two and a half," Qu Jianlei essentially doesn't like to brag. He can just say whatever he can, isn't that good?

If you brag, if it blows up, you will have to bear the consequences yourself. The key is that the club will die.

"This is pretty awesome," Bentley said expressionlessly, "I only have nine A-level ones in total."

Do you know how to use the word "only"? Qu Jianlei nodded, "What about level B?"

"There are only thirty-two," Bentley spread his hands and said helplessly, "I have used a lot."

"I'm stupid..." Qu Jianlei couldn't help but mutter, "'Only' thirty-two? My family has the conditions."

"I'll give you ten," Bentley replied without hesitation, "that's the difference."

"I'll buy it at a high price," Qu Jianlei would never make a promise, "I can try my best to help you, but I can't guarantee the results."

Bentley had no intention of arguing with him about this. He just said that the resources should be used on the team, and there was no need to make such a clear distinction.

He wasn't stingy to begin with, and he had been accumulating supplies. Wasn't it just for times like this?

"Can you show me your cultivation method?"

"It's not very convenient," Qu Jianlei replied sternly, "Show me your method and I'll see if I can help you improve it."

"You... help me improve?" Bentley was not generally suspicious of this statement.

He is very willing to believe the other party, including directly using mutant crystals to practice.

But improving the cultivation methods... is it possible given your age and cognitive ability?

"There is indeed a problem of trust," Qu Jianlei nodded, "but my cultivation method may not be suitable for you."

Inconvenience is one obstacle, mismatch is another problem.

You have been practicing for so long. Do you think it is appropriate to change your practice method now?

Bentley was not stupid at all, and he had a clear view of the world. He thought about it for a moment and then simply nodded.

"That's okay. Anyway, I didn't intend to hide my method from you... and I even had to train you specially."

Then he turned around and pulled out a shabby-looking bag from under the table next to him, "This is the technique I collected."

Qu Jianlei bent down and weighed the bag, and asked in surprise, "So many?"

How many people has this old man killed?

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