Shen Le: Do You Want Me to Teleport Again? I Can't Take It Anymore!

The moment the giant clam shell opened, no one at the scene could keep it together.

The glow was lustrous and gentle, yet splendid and dazzling. The lustrous, gentle ones were pearls—the size of soybeans, fingertips, and pigeon eggs.

The smaller ones were completely invisible at a glance. It felt as though whoever had sent the pearls simply disdained to bring out such inferior goods. Pearls that would have been treasures anywhere else were casually piled there like foam packing peanuts in a box.

The light from each pearl was not strong, merely giving off a faint, chilly sheen that seemed to extend no more than a centimeter—perhaps even just five millimeters—from its surface.

Yet with the entire enormous clam shell packed full of pearls, their radiance glittered brilliantly, illuminating the clam shell itself, the truck lifting it, the crane beside it, and the crowd looking up.

The light shone all around, revealing every hair and eyebrow on everyone nearby.

And yet, despite being so bright, it was not dazzling in the slightest. Instead, it hovered in a silver halo, vividly showing everyone what "bejeweled splendor" truly meant—

Everyone present aside from Shen Le, including Alloy Master, could not help swallowing. How much money would all these pearls bring if they were sold?

How much gold could they buy?

How long would they feed him?

The landlady also stopped in her tracks, breathing rapidly. Even the pearls used as padding were so valuable; one could only imagine the true treasure surrounded by them. In fact, she did not even need to get close before she smelled a fragrant scent that stirred her heart.

At the very top of the pearl pile lay a simply hollowed-out tree trunk. A faint floral and herbal fragrance wafted from within it, so potent that