Lu Yuan nodded and sent a telepathic message to the Old Turtle, "Senior, any of the shell plates from your body will do. They don't have to be freshly shed."
"Why didn't you say so sooner!" the relieved Old Turtle replied. It then shifted its body and gave a few vigorous shakes, causing the ground to tremble.
RATTLE~ RATTLE~
A huge pile of turtle shell plates fell in front of Lu Yuan. "Young man, you can have them all," the turtle said. "These are the plates I shed last time. They're no use to me just sitting here."
'I've struck it rich!' he thought as he spread his hands, sweeping the pile of shell plates into his System Space. 'With so many shell plates, I can refine countless Elixirs. And if I use Alchemy, I could craft these plates into a suit of Armor with a defense far stronger than the Golden Soft Armor.'
After collecting the shell plates, Lu Yuan bowed to the Old Turtle and sent a telepathic message, "Thank you for your generous gift, Senior!"
