A familiar flash of light passed by, and Gao Jing returned to the Main World.
Back in the warehouse.
It took him a few seconds to readjust to the Main World's environment.
He had spent a full month in the Great World, and coming back really felt a little unfamiliar.
It felt like he had just completed a long journey.
There was nothing wrong with his body, but the fatigue that had built up in his mind surfaced all at once.
He desperately needed a proper rest.
But Gao Jing still had plenty to do.
First, he needed to find a way to recharge the Copper Anchor.
That was of vital importance.
Second, he could not stop practicing his battle techniques. He still wanted to ignite his bloodline as soon as possible.
And then there were the dozens of cubic meters of Purple Sandalwood right in front of him. He needed to sell them quickly, recoup the funds, and farm Faith Power.
This time, Gao Jing had stuffed the Copper Anchor's storage space to the brim.
There were more than eighty cubic meters of top-grade Purple Sandalwood alone!
Including his existing stock, selling it all at once would be rather difficult. He would have to do it gradually, in batches.
Besides that, he needed to improve his personal living conditions. Otherwise, it would not even be easy to find a place to practice martial arts.
Just thinking about it made him busy!
And the first thing he needed to do right now was go home.
Before heading home, Gao Jing checked all the security equipment in the warehouse.
He made sure there were no problems with the power supply or network.
After renting this warehouse, he had paid out of pocket to upgrade it with an entirely new security system.
He could monitor the warehouse in real time even from home, and if an intrusion alarm went off, he would know immediately.
Naturally, he had also replaced the locks with sturdier, more secure ones.
Such caution was entirely necessary, because the Purple Sandalwood stored here was worth tens of millions!
Only after finishing the inspection did Gao Jing leave the warehouse.
He returned to the urban village.
After getting home and taking off his backpack and coat, Gao Jing stood before the bathroom mirror and used electric clippers to tidy up his head first.
After a month, his hair had grown quite a bit.
Although Gao Jing's skills were still rough, giving himself a crew cut was not all that difficult.
The final result actually looked pretty decent.
At the very least, he felt rather satisfied with it.
Then he took a thoroughly refreshing shower and slept soundly until evening.
When Gao Jing woke up, he was brimming with energy.
Fully revived, you know?
He changed into a Louis Vuitton shirt and jeans, then stepped into a pair of Hermès calfskin sneakers.
He went out to look for food.
He hailed a taxi by the roadside and headed straight for the Nine Dragons Grand Hotel!
It was still the restaurant on the third floor, still the 298-yuan-per-person buffet.
But this time, Gao Jing ignored all the beef and lamb, setting his sights on the dazzling array of seafood.
For the entire past month, he had eaten medicinal meat so bitter it could not have been any more bitter for all three meals a day, along with marrow oil so greasy it could not have been any greasier.
Now, the sight of red meat made him want to throw up.
Not even the most delicious steak could stir Gao Jing's appetite at this moment.
However, when he went to get some charcoal-grilled oysters, the barbecue chef next to him actually recognized him.
The chef warmly greeted him.
Clearly, Gao Jing's astonishing appetite last time had left an incomparably deep impression on the chef.
Gao Jing was deeply touched.
Then he refused.
He wanted to sleep hugging lobsters now!
After comfortably enjoying a lavish seafood buffet, during which he was passively added on WeChat by two girls, Gao Jing headed to the café on the hotel's top floor.
Sitting in a window-side booth, he ordered a cup of rich black coffee, took out his phone, and dialed a number.
The one in his contacts whose final digits were all eights.
The call was answered after three rings, and Niu Jinxing's enthusiastic voice came through the receiver.
"Hello, is this Brother Gao Jing?"
Gao Jing smiled. "Hello, Brother Big Ox. Have you been busy lately?"
Niu Jinxing laughed heartily. "Same old for me, eating, drinking, and having fun every day. What do you need from me, Brother Gao?"
"It's like this."
Gao Jing adjusted his tone again and said, "I've just received a batch of top-grade material here. I wonder if you'd be interested?"
"Top-grade material?"
Niu Jinxing's volume immediately rose several notches. "Purple Sandalwood, or Little-Leaf Red Sandalwood?"
Gao Jing replied, "Purple Sandalwood."
The Purple Sandalwood, Purple Sandalwood timber, and Little-Leaf Red Sandalwood mentioned here were actually all the same thing.
Authentic red sandalwood was the only one of its kind, with no branches or imitations.
Little-Leaf Red Sandalwood was Purple Sandalwood, and Purple Sandalwood was Little-Leaf Red Sandalwood. It was only that Purple Sandalwood with golden specks was called Little-Leaf Red Sandalwood.
In fact, calling it "gold-speck Purple Sandalwood" would have been more accurate.
Everyone was simply used to the name.
As for so-called large-leaf Purple Sandalwood, blood sandalwood, African sandalwood, cat's-eye Purple Sandalwood, and the like, anything flying the Purple Sandalwood banner was either rubbing shoulders with fame or fooling Little Whites.
The difference in value was enormous.
Those so-called Purple Sandalwood bracelets sold at open-air stalls for forty or fifty yuan each, with the price even negotiable down by half—would you dare believe in them?
Most of what Gao Jing had brought back from the Great World was genuine Purple Sandalwood.
The more expensive top-grade Little-Leaf Red Sandalwood was actually rarer.
He had his own considerations in that regard.
"Interested!"
Niu Jinxing answered without hesitation over the phone, "I'm extremely interested!"
At present, high-quality Purple Sandalwood on the market could be described as being in short supply.
Gao Jing was not at all surprised by his answer. "Then I'll send you a few photos for you to look at first."
After ending the call with Niu Jinxing, Gao Jing sent him around ten photos through WeChat.
The pictures had all been taken in the warehouse, mainly showing the details of the timber.
Its dimensions, grain, and so on.
The photos had barely finished sending when Niu Jinxing replied, "!!!!!"
Even through the phone screen, Gao Jing could sense the other man's shock.
Immediately afterward, Niu Jinxing called back directly. "Brother Gao, how much stock do you have?"
"Um..."
After thinking for a moment, Gao Jing still answered, "Only a little over sixty cubic meters for now. Can you take it all?"
Originally, Gao Jing had planned to sell less first, putting out twenty or thirty cubic meters to test the waters.
But considering the other man's identity and way of doing things, he changed the words that had reached his lips.
"Over sixty cubic meters..."
Niu Jinxing sucked at his teeth. His voice carried a somewhat pained edge. "All of it this kind of large timber?"
"Yes."
Gao Jing smiled. "That's all for now. I don't know when the next batch will arrive either."
"Alright!"
Niu Jinxing seemed to have made up his mind. "Brother Gao, don't contact anyone else yet. Give me one day."
"The morning after tomorrow, I'll bring people to the provincial capital. We'll meet and discuss the details!"
"Fine."
Gao Jing said, "Call me when you come over."
"OK!"
"Then goodbye."
Gao Jing put down his phone, picked up the black coffee on the table, and took a sip.
The coffee had gone a little cold.
But he did not care. His mind kept replaying his conversation with Niu Jinxing.
More than sixty cubic meters of Purple Sandalwood weighed over seventy tons. Given the size and quality of the batch Gao Jing had brought back, selling it for one million per ton would not be a problem.
That would make it a seventy-million-yuan deal!
A private transaction between individuals—Gao Jing did not dare guarantee that Niu Jinxing would not have crooked thoughts.
As the saying went, a man's heart was separated from his belly. Although Brother Big Ox looked bold and loyal, Gao Jing's understanding of Niu Jinxing only skimmed the surface. How could he possibly give him complete trust?
One should never harbor the intent to harm others, but one must never be without the vigilance to guard against others. Gao Jing had suffered losses in this regard before.
He had nearly been unable to turn things around for good.
After turning it over and over in his mind, Gao Jing believed there would not be much of a problem with this transaction.
First of all, Jiangnan Fuli Group, where Niu Jinxing worked, had little fame in the provincial capital.
But its strength was quite formidable.
A true local tycoon.
Second, through his interactions with the other man, Gao Jing felt that Brother Big Ox's character was quite good.
Otherwise, Gao Jing would not have made him his first trading partner.
Then, Gao Jing had set the place of transaction in the provincial capital, which guaranteed safety to a certain extent.
Lastly, and most importantly—Gao Jing already possessed considerable ability to protect himself!
With the power he could unleash at the Bone Tempering level, combined with the might of the Great Wilderness Battle Technique, so long as his opponents did not have firearms, even if twenty or thirty people surrounded and attacked him, he was confident he could beat them until they scattered like defeated troops.
If he truly encountered a situation he could not resist, Gao Jing still had the Protective Talisman Plaque the old wizard had given him!
Having considered everything from beginning to end, he drained the coffee in one gulp.
He paid the bill and left.
The next day, Gao Jing did not leave his rented room and passed the day peacefully.
On the morning of his third day back in the Main World, just after eating breakfast, he received a call from Niu Jinxing.
The other man had already set out for Cloud City.
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