Sampling and... Throwing a Punch!

"Hiss—"

Luo Chuanyi's teeth ached a little.

He had thought some common local type of "gourmet" preaching that "timing is the most important part of cooking" had set their sights on him. He had not expected the newcomer to be another User as well!

In a mission world this difficult, it was actually fairly rare to encounter other living Users.

In comparison, Tristan was even more severely shaken!

You were telling him that this guy before him, whose life force was outrageously powerful, was also a "Main God User"?!

This was going to be difficult!

When dealing with natives of a mission plane, one could often resort to roundabout methods, information asymmetry, and other tricks outside the rules—but fellow Users were basically all shrewd bastards who would not act without profit!

His words clearly paused. More precisely, Tristan was stunned for a moment before finally coming back to himself.

"Hello, sir."

This man, who was now easily disturbed by outside influences and somewhat irritable, spoke quietly. His tone was stiff, even carrying a slightly pedantic air, but his words were exceptionally blunt. "Unlike those people out on the streets, we are, in fact, the same kind." So, I think we can perhaps dispense with all the pointless beating around the bush."

"If possible, I would like to purchase some blood samples from your current temporary body for research purposes. The price would be ten million US dollars in the real world."

As someone who could exchange for [Perfect Blood], and who had the connections to conduct relevant "stimulation tests" through official channels using the aether elements radiated by that precious "White Dragon Heart," Tristan was naturally no ordinary person.

—To be precise, due to his father's position as the head of a modern industrial conglomerate, money was really just a