Chapter 103: Harvest

As everyone knows, going to the dungeon is for drops, for equipment and materials, and even for the shiny gold coins exploded from the BOSS.

If there were no local specialties at all, wouldn't that be community compulsory labor? Besides, even if you are a social worker, at least they will give you two eggs to supplement the tool man!

Now, the dungeon is finished, the drops are there, and the appraisal is done.

It’s time for the money distribution stage that everyone loves to see.

After all, Xiao An is also a master, a master, a master. Even if there is Sister Wen’s arrangement and a fan filter, there is no reason to come to your Ji-surnamed group to work for free, right?

What for? For being able to stick close to GIEGIE?

Forget it.

There are many things in this world that can be whored for free. Some sugar delivered to the door can be spat on after sucking it, saying it’s average, but you’d better not owe some favors. It’s heartless and ruins your character. Bullying a child, the child doesn't understand, but can’t the adults and friends at home understand what kind of goods you are?

What Ji Jue took out was half of the total harvest this time.

But in fact, this pile of things, calculated, is not even one-tenth of the total value of this harvest. They are all materials or precious metals that are easy to convert into currency, or simply time sand crystals.

In Mercury’s workshop, the things that are easy to convert into money, or rather "can calculate the value clearly," are only these.

By comparison, they are precisely the least valuable.

After all, if you really want to say it, anyone can have money, but can money buy Fluid Alchemy? Can it buy the blessing of the Sage’s collection? Can it buy a pile of materials in the material room that have long been out of print? Many are simply matched with the workshop and Fluid Alchemy, unique, and you can’t change a hair inside even with the astronomical figures on paper.

No market price, or rather, there isn't even a price.

Others only exist in the barter trade between various large workshops, and only you know whether you are at a loss or making a big profit.

If Ji Jue were shameless enough, he could even take out the ether crystal that theoretically has the greatest value. It is the control core of the entire Rift, weighing forty-one kilograms, complete and flawless, purely natural, and after Mercury’s personal processing, the purity has reached the theoretical limit, simply rare in the world!

Whether it is used as the engine core of an island-level warship or as the command center for large-scale alchemical creations, it is enough. Putting it on the market is simply easy to earn billions, and the castle, beauty, and yacht are all complete.

The only shortcoming is... after Mercury changed hands, it can only match Fluid Alchemy. If changed to modern alchemy, no matter what school, the efficiency is less than one-tenth.

Let alone selling it, this kind of strategic material, holding it in hand is endless trouble, so just throw it in the teacher’s workshop to press the bottom of the box.

And what’s even more embarrassing is that most of the harvest this time is like this.

No way, the Sage doesn't have surplus food at home either.

As early as hundreds of years ago, in order to transform the Rift into a workshop, Mercury had already processed most of the valuable things in the collection, and the collection left behind either highly matches Fluid Alchemy, which Ji Jue won't have enough to use himself in the future. Or it is so high-end that it is too rare and precious even for a master, and taking it to exchange for money is purely a prodigal behavior.

As a result, after looking at the harvest in hand, Ji Jue found that only a pile of materials was left for him, and very few could be cashed out.

And just like this, the cheapness was all occupied by himself.

Occupied to the point where his conscience hurt, faintly aching.

"I’m smoking—"

Tong Hua, who finally woke up, relying on Sister Wen’s protection, leaned out from behind and looked at the opened box, her eyes already illuminated by the light of precious metals, unbelievable: "Did you go to the Rift or rob a bank?!"

Shiny gold, yellow orange, or silver, bright...

As the only rich sister in the group, she casually estimated the total weight and value in her heart, and couldn't help but take a few cold breaths. After all, besides the attributes of the precious metals themselves, most of them were antiques that were difficult to measure in actual value.

Most of them still carried the characteristics of the Eternal Empire period.

If such a large wave of things were all smashed into the market, it might cause a shock in the entire federal antique trade.

And as a chosen one of the Ether Path, she had instinctively picked up an exquisite and gorgeous clock, wiped the dust on it with her sleeve, and sniffed.

The rich ancient atmosphere rushed toward her face.

Nine-nine true, rare thing!

Just before Wen Wen could stop her, her eyes suddenly lit up, and then, immediately after, her vision went dark, as if she had been kicked hard by an innocent repair dog, and she screamed.

"Ahhh, my krypton gold dog eyes!"

She covered her eyes and rolled on the sofa. Old Zhang and Wen Wen next to her were already used to it. One person held her down, and the other gave her eye drops.

Ji Jue’s expression twitched. For the first time, he admired someone’s courage and bravery so much. You say she is very brave, but every time she sees him, she seems to have seen a ghost. You say she is very cowardly, but she dares to look at everything randomly.

The matrix that reproduces yesterday can allow the chosen one to read the history and images on the artifact through contact, even in the Ether Path, it is a top-notch matrix that is hard to come by.

But the problem is, for four hundred years, Mercury’s backtracking in the workshop has never stopped—no matter how weathered the ancient objects are, after experiencing such complex interference, the records are all garbled documents. It’s a ghost if you can see what’s going on.

Really can’t tell, the little girl is quiet, but her head is really iron!

But faced with this pile of gold mountains, Xiao An’s reaction was much calmer. Rather, he had no concept of money from beginning to end, and didn't care.

Since Brother Ji Jue said this is mine, then I will accept it.

"Thank you, Brother Ji Jue."

The young man smiled sweetly, closed the box, and turned to look at Wen Wen: "Then please help me save these too, Sister Wen."

The relationship between the four people in the North Mountain District was obviously much closer than the colleagues who just worked in the same place in other Security Bureaus.

Deep friendship.

A few years ago, just after Wen Wen took office, because of her habit of spending money and her unwillingness to fish for black money and cooperate with those guys who couldn't see the light, she was a bit stretched. Under Tong Hua’s suggestion, she opened a shell company.

There is no actual business, mainly responsible for handling the capital turnover of the North Mountain Group, like a small department treasury. Basically, most of the gray income of the North Mountain Group goes from here.

Relying on Tong Hua’s operation and inside information, she actually achieved a surplus through investment and lived a wealthy life. After all, relying on that little death salary, how could it be enough for the consumption of the chosen one.

With ability and matrix, wanting to lie flat is easy, but wanting to progress is simply extremely difficult. Equipment, potions, mysteries, and intelligence, cultivation and treatment, the exercise and progress of ability, and the mastery and consumption of skills, the acquisition and action of blessings, everything needs money.

Even the mess caused by Lawrence a few days ago, the treatment and cultivation of most of the victims infected with blood thirst, went through the company’s account. Now with such a large income, it is foreseeable that the financial situation will be quite optimistic for a long time in the future.

After the eye drops, Tong Hua could no longer scream. Now she was lying on the box like a legendary dragon, while counting the harvest, while laughing and unable to stop.

And when this matter was finished, Ji Jue coughed twice solemnly, and after waiting for everyone to look over, he showed a smile and put the backpack beside him on the table.

"The purpose of coming here specifically this time is actually this—dang dang dang!"

Accompanied by Ji Jue’s human voice, his first formal alchemical creation in his life finally appeared!

Under the illumination of soft light, the power bracket with a strange outline appeared in front of everyone.

It is like a supporting skeleton tightly attached to the outside of flesh and blood, realizing the functions of movement and support through multi-point fixation between the thigh, joints, lower leg, and ankle.

The main body is cut and formed from a whole piece of aluminum material, and the structural strength and durability are reinforced by alchemy. Under the extreme lightweight design idea, after omitting all irrelevant structures, the total weight was successfully reduced to an astonishing nine hundred grams.

The power structure of the joint part adopts the design in the thesis, and realizes a simple magnetic energy storage structure with the Entropy emblem and spiritual quality circuits—when lifting the leg and bending, it absorbs part of the pressure and potential energy brought by the body weight and limbs, and releases it during stretching, reducing the burden on the user to the greatest extent, and can automatically switch gears such as walking, running, and jumping according to the input force.

When necessary, it can also input its own spiritual quality to realize a short-term enhancement of output.

The length and specific data are made according to Xiao An’s figure.

This is a prosthetic limb specifically customized for the young man.

In the confused gazes cast by others, Ji Jue didn't explain much, just pushed it to Xiao An: "Put it on and try it."

"Ah?"

The young man was stunned, looking at the prosthetic limb on the table, for a long time, as if he finally reacted: "Me?"

Under Ji Jue’s guidance, he rolled up his trouser legs, revealing the shocking iron nails, and carefully installed the prosthetic limb on his right leg.

The process is not complicated. After being proficient, you only need to operate two buckles with one hand to easily realize wearing and taking off.

The iron skeleton bypassed the long nails above the knee, fitted on the skin, replaced the role of the joint, bore the pressure, operated smoothly, without any noise.

In this silence where even the sound of breathing was weak enough to be ignored, Xiao An’s body swayed, his hands supporting the armrest of the sofa, carefully, supporting his body again.

Feeling the strange feeling he had never had before.

He looked back subconsciously, looking at Ji Jue. Ji Jue just smiled and made a gesture to continue.

Just like this, he took the first step forward gently.

Then, it was the second step, the third step...

The balance and body control ability of the Bai Lu Path allowed him to quickly adapt to the assistance of the prosthetic limb. After five steps, he was already acting as usual.

Until now, he turned back like a dream, looking at the feet stepping on the ground.

Turning back, he showed a surprised smile to Ji Jue.

"It seems that the daily use of the basic model is no problem."

Ji Jue pinched his chin, grinning proudly, enjoying this grateful gaze, and then, like a magic trick, turned out several other sets from his bag, placed them on the table, dazzling:

"Next, try the extended version, the enhanced version, and the ergonomic design version!"

In a whole afternoon, how could he only make one?

After all, Non-Aggression is in hand, this kind of simple alchemical work is like an assembly line, fast and scary.

Besides, it wasn't complicated originally, and the design was simple. After abandoning all the flashy functions, it went on the road of being as lightweight as possible, comfortable to wear, and simple and durable.

Great skill is like clumsiness, that’s what it means, but for a novice, it is instead more troublesome. Sometimes it is easy to do less, sometimes it is easy to do more, and just right is often the most troublesome.

Fortunately, this part was also completed directly under the supervision and guidance of Professor Ye, saving Ji Jue the time of repeated exploration and trial and error.

After seeing the first finished product, the professor marked several problems, returned it for rework, and got a new version an hour later, then changed and did it again. After three versions like this, he finally got a product prototype that looked flawless in Ji Jue’s eyes and barely passable in the professor’s mouth.

Then, for the whole afternoon, Ji Jue took advantage of the heat of his hands and didn't stop at all.

On the basis of the prototype, he made a version of all the expected styles.

If time wasn't enough, he even wanted to launch a cool dyed version and a glowing version, ensuring that Xiao An would be awesome in every dark night.

"Two sets of each, change them if they are broken, don't need to be stingy or feel bad."

Ji Jue piled all the products into Xiao An’s arms: "Try them more in these two days. If there are any problems in specific use, tell me at any time, and modify them at any time!"

"Unfortunately, the material is average after all, and the activity limit is a bit big, so it will drag down your mobility after fighting, so, take it off when you feel trouble.

However, for daily use, it is completely enough."

At this moment, after changing several different styles, Xiao An himself was already able to assemble and disassemble freely.

After the structure was simplified, the specific daily maintenance was not so cumbersome, that is, spray WD40, spray where it is not smooth, which can be called fool-style maintenance.

Now, watching Xiao An run and jump freely and act as usual, the emotional Tong Hua was already leaning against Wen Wen, wiping her eyes with paper towels: "Woo woo woo, the child can walk, Sister Wen, I am so moved."

"Go away, go away, snot is rubbing on my clothes... Xiao An is not a child learning to walk for the first time! What are you excited about?"

Wen Wen lifted her neck in disgust and moved a little further away, refusing to stick together, but the smile at the corner of her mouth was not concealed: "If you really want to thank Ji Jue, don't do any new tricks next time."

From beginning to end, Old Zhang turned the iron walnuts, didn't join in the fun, just watched silently from the side.

For a long time, he patted Ji Jue’s shoulder.

"Young man, very good."

The old man has eaten, played, seen, and fought everything in his life, and has been poor and rich. As a chosen one who has experienced the world, the only thing he passed on to his descendants is a massage technique that is unique in Haizhou.

The money Ji Jue brought was certainly a surprise, but by comparison, this is the heart and gift that money can’t buy.

Old Zhang’s lips opened and closed, and the sound was like a line, falling into Ji Jue’s ears: "If there is any trouble later, feel free to come to me."

Ji Jue smiled and just nodded slightly.

If he really cared about trouble, he wouldn't have done this.

Just, in the middle of thinking, he felt a sink on his body.

It was the young man who was walking again who came to him, stood on tiptoe, spread his arms, and hugged him gently.

His eyes seemed to be shining, flickering, and his cheeks were full of smiles, simple and clear.

"Thank you, Brother Ji Jue." He said.

"Ah ha, ha ha ha, a small effort, just a small effort..."

Ji Jue stiffened in place, lifted his head unconsciously, and in the gap of silly laughter, took a deep breath.

Hold on, Ji Jue, hold on.

Damn it, you have to hold on!

He felt that if his face turned red at this time, the life of being straight for nineteen years would be completely over!

But incredibly, besides that, there is another feeling.

Hard to say.

Seems to have gained something more precious.

For the first time in his life, he felt such pure and abundant joy from his own creation.

"Is this alchemy?"

He couldn't help but look at his hands.

Ten fingers slowly clenched.

He has already started to look forward to the next course...