18 An Unexpected Surprise?

Before lunch, George was back in his apartment.

Buck was very efficient, though George didn't know what method he used. When the sheriff in the car had received the call, he had ordered his men to stop the police car at the next intersection and allowed George to get out of the car and leave.

After George had gotten out of the car, he had turned around with the initial thought of greeting the sheriff, but instead, the sheriff greeted him with a fearful gaze.

It was a strange feeling, and for some reason, he felt comfortable with it.

After returning to his apartment, George immediately went into the study and searched for the flashlight he had bought.

He wanted to scrutinize the phone card and find out why the bullet had disappeared.

The strong light shone on the surface of the card, and George adjusted the focus of the light so that he could see what was inside the card.

For phone cards like this, usually one could see what was inside the card under strong light.

However, no matter how George adjusted the strong light, he could only see the surface of the card.

This meant that the material of the card was either whole or filled with something.

He held the sides of the card and squeezed in an attempt to see how flexible the card was, but to his surprise, the thin card was very hard. Its material felt like ordinary plastic, but it was definitely harder than metal.

This discovery made George very excited because it was enough to prove that what Anna had left him was not an ordinary phone card, but an extraordinary item.

"Could it be that the bullet that shot at me was swallowed by this thing?" George softly voiced the doubts in his heart. To verify it, he reached out and took a sharp dagger from the shelf.

Then, he held the dagger in his right hand and stabbed at the surface of the card at an extremely fast speed.

"Bang!"

After George stabbed the card with the dagger, he once again brought the card to the front of his eyes to examine it.

"There is actually not a single scratch on the surface of the card!"

The result shocked him, but the scene where the sharp tip of the knife would enter the card that he had hoped to see didn't happen.

"That's strange. Is it because the condition of entering the card requires an object to reach a certain speed?"

The bullet that had been shot at him previously was indeed many times faster than the speed of a bare-handed attack.

George did not give up his trial and error even though this was the result before his eyes.

Next, he took out the pistol he carried and fitted a silencer on the muzzle of the gun to prevent his neighbors from hearing the gunshot.

Soon, everything was ready. He raised the pistol and aimed the muzzle at the card.

Could this magical card swallow bullets?

George pulled the trigger, and after a dull sound, the bullet disappeared from his sight.

"Oh my God! That card really did swallow the bullet!"

He ran to the table, picked up the card, and touched it with his finger. There were no scratches on the smooth surface.

To be sure, George put the card on the table again. Then he stepped back and raised the pistol. He kept pulling the trigger, and bullet after bullet whistled toward the card.

When the bullets in the magazine were all fired, there were only shell cases scattered on the floor. There was not a single bullet on the table in front of him.

"What is this thing? Black technology?"

George realized that he had unintentionally obtained an item that was far more advanced than Earth's technology.

For him, having such a thing was even more exciting than obtaining the interstellar battleship.

This was because the starship was parked in outer space. With his current authority, he would not be able to come into contact with the starship for quite some time.

The small card in front of him, on the other hand, was very real.

George played with the card in his hand, his face revealing unconcealed joy.

"It would be great if I could further understand the use of this card."

But he also knew that he would have to find Anna to learn how to use the card.

After more than an hour, George had roughly figured out the card's function. He had tried to stick a button to the card's surface and then fired a shot to hit the button.

The result was just as he had guessed. The button and the bullet disappeared on the card at the same time.

This experiment was very important.

It made George finally understand that no matter what the object was, as long as it reached a certain speed, it would be able to enter the card.

The card should be connected to another space. It probably functioned just like the demo video shared by the Mocalian in the chat group earlier, where they had shown how a giant starship had been stored in another space.

At this moment, the phone on the table rang with a notification.

George picked up the phone to check and found that there was a new message in the alien chat group.

He immediately entered the chat group and messages flashed in front of his eyes.

"The spaces where these aliens are are very far from Earth, and the frequency of their conversation in the chat group is also very irregular," George ridiculed as he used his finger to scroll the screen.

The first to send a message was, to his surprise, the Selkian who liked to insult people.

[Damned Mocalian, why did you lie to me? I spent 600 billion universe dollars, why did you only give me 10 A-rank storage cards! ]

When George saw this message, he was very surprised. After all, he was aware of the prices of the space storage cards sold by the Mocalians.

An A-grade space storage card's capacity was 10,000 universe units. It was priced at 60 billion universe dollars, which was equivalent to the price of 600 Earths.

The Selkian had obtained 10 A-grade space storage cards by spending 600 billion, the math checked out.

Could it be that the Selkian was angry because the Mocalian did not offer him a discount?

George was curious as to how the Mocalian would reply. He continued to scroll down and found the Mocalian's reply below.

[600 billion universe dollars for 10 A-grade storage cards. I think this transaction is perfect and there aren't any problems. If there are any, it's your problem. You should know I have the transaction records here!]

"Haha, looks like the Mocalian is not afraid of the Selkian!"

One had to know that according to George's understanding, the Selkian was from a planet with a civilization level of 3.0, while the Mocalian's planet only had a civilization level of 1.8.

According to the law of strength on Earth, a planet with a low civilization level would usually not dare to provoke a high-level civilization.

He continued to read the conversation below and saw that the Selkian immediately issued a threat.

[Damned Mocalian, your arrogance and mockery may be based on your belief that our king will not easily attack your planet, but don't you forget, I myself have an elite space fleet. Destroying your planet will be as easy as stepping on an ant!]

"Wow, what is the identity of this Selkian? To think he has a private space fleet! He may be a descendant of the ruling family of their planet."

George watched the aliens bicker while he absorbed the information that he thought was important.