"Oh, give me a break. You've hidden so many good things, do you think I don't know?", Ethan stroked his chin and said, "Alright, I won't ask for much. Just give me all the beast cores you've been hoarding. How about it?"
"As long as you can prove you really can put Ice Galls into the backpack, I'll agree!"
To prevent Ethan from cheating, the Genie Sylas even snapped off two of the spikes from several Ice Galls before throwing all the Ice Galls in front of Ethan.
However, Ethan wore a confident expression. With an easy wave of his hand, those Ice Galls with broken spikes disappeared once again.
After all, what he did was nothing more than passing them through the magic book once. It was just a matter of a thought. As for the handling fee, Ethan still had plenty of unclaimed letters in his magic book. Taking a few less or a few more was just a matter of another thought.
So very quickly, those Ice Galls that had been marked returned to the ten-thousand-slot backpack once again.
Sylas hurriedly snatched the backpack over…
Then, in the mist-formed hand of the Genie appeared an Ice Gall.
And that Ice Gall happened to be missing two spikes.
Now there was no way he could refuse to admit it.
"Hahahaha…"
Nostradamus rubbed his smooth stone head and burst into loud laughter, "My disciple really is worthy of being my disciple. Now my disciple has fulfilled every condition you asked for. Let's see what you old bastard have left to say."
"I'm furious!"
Sylas roared in anger. But since he had already said those words, he had to honor them.
He stomped his foot resentfully and directly tossed out all the beast cores. Immediately, a pile of red, green, and other elemental beast cores appeared on the ground.
Ethan didn't stand on ceremony. With a wave of his hand, he collected them all.
There were actually 287 of them.
Each element had nearly fifty cores. With six elements combined, there were 287 in total.
Ethan guessed that back then, the game designer must have originally left it with 300 beast cores of the six elements. After so many years, it had probably used up more than a dozen of them, which was why the number wasn't a clean integer anymore.
"Hahaha! Sylas, seeing you get humiliated like this is the most satisfying thing in my life!"
Nostradamus laughed loudly again.
Meanwhile, Sylas bit his lower lip and roared, "Laugh my ass! Your Ice Galls might not even be more than mine. What are you so proud of? When you lose, watch me mock you to death."
"Heh, how could I possibly have fewer than you? Get out of here!"
Nostradamus tilted his stone head and looked at Ethan, "Come on! My dear disciple, help your master count mine too, so this old bastard can finally give up."
"Alright, no problem."
Ethan nodded and was just about to start.
But Sylas quickly stopped him and said, "Wait, change the backpack. I feel like there's something strange about that backpack of yours."
"Oh?", Ethan raised an eyebrow and looked at Sylas, "Then bring a backpack to swap with."
"Fine, you brat gets lucky this time."
After saying that, Sylas directly tossed out a completely black backpack.
[Top-Tier Backpack: One level higher than advanced. It can store a total of 100,000 slots of items, and each slot can hold 20 items of the same type.]
[PS: The top-tier backpack has a meat preservation function. Food can be stored in the top-tier backpack for up to one month without losing freshness. However, after one month, the freshness will still decrease, just ten times slower than in an ordinary backpack.]
"Oh? This is good stuff!"
The moment Ethan got the pure black backpack, he immediately saw the description on it.
Moreover, he didn't know what material the backpack was made from, but the texture felt somewhat similar to the material of Mr. Bai's black dragon-skin gloves.
Even though outside was nothing but icy wind and snow everywhere, the moment Ethan touched the top-tier backpack, he could feel a faint warmth radiating from it.
Truly impressive.
"Alright, hurry up!", Sylas said with an unhappy face, "I gave you that backpack so I could see this old thing cry and admit defeat sooner. Hurry up. Don't waste my time."
"..."
Ethan rolled his eyes at Sylas.
But considering that the guy had just contributed a top-tier backpack to him, he decided to forgive him in the end.
"Collect!"
Then, Ethan repeated the same trick again, exploiting the system bug once more.
When he collected Nostradamus's Ice Galls and checked them, he let out a small exclamation.
Nostradamus's mountain of Ice Galls had filled only 1622 slots, actually one slot fewer than Sylas's.
Ethan quickly calculated it. In reality, Nostradamus only had 13 fewer Ice Galls than Sylas.
But even one fewer meant losing, not to mention being short by thirteen.
"Well? Well?"
Sylas had already impatiently snatched the top-tier backpack from Ethan's hand and took a look.
Then the confident expression on his face instantly froze.
"H… how is this possible?"
"Even if it were just one less, that would be fine. How could it be exactly the same amount?"
"That's impossible!"
"How could it just happen to be this coincidental!"
Sylas refused to accept it. He grabbed Ethan's original advanced backpack, the one containing his own pile of Ice Galls.
He looked left and right several times.
In the end, he had no choice but to admit it.
The number of Ice Galls in the two backpacks… was exactly the same.
The exact same number.
"What's so impossible about it?", Ethan shrugged, "Both backpacks are in your hands right now. I don't have any other storage space on me, and I don't have anywhere to hide that stuff. How could it be fake?"
"You old bastard, you're trying to back out just because you didn't win, aren't you?", Nostradamus said proudly, "Even though neither of us won or lost against each other, you lost to my disciple. So you still lost! Hahahahaha!"
"Laugh my ass! Today was just an accident!", Sylas retorted, "If I hadn't run into those annoying things and left early, I definitely would've collected hundreds more than you. You really got lucky this time."
"Bah! And you still have the nerve to bring that up. You're a great archmage, and you got scared by just a few Spirit-Seizing Voids! Did you have to scream like that and ruin my concentration?", Nostradamus planted his hands on his hips and started arguing with Sylas again.
"That's because you can't focus. What does that have to do with me! Those things look disgusting. I felt physically and mentally uncomfortable. Is that not allowed?"
"If you're scared, just say you're scared. Stop making excuses!"
"..."
The two of them instantly entered full argument mode.
While they were arguing, Ethan noticed that the Ice Galls placed into the backpack by the system had actually been automatically sorted.
Those Ice Gall Kings were placed toward the front positions.
It was probably because the system treated Ice Gall Kings and Ice Galls as different items by default.
So it directly categorized them separately.
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