Chapter 28: Fine Material and Craftsman (Thanks to Hejian Shouhu

Half an hour later.

Tianmen University commercial street, in the corner of the milk tea shop, Ji Jue looked at the ice cubes in the cup that were almost melted, and Wen Wen across the table, who was almost ascending to heaven like a ghost.

Since coming out of the office, she had been in a state of being burned out, walking floating, and her soul was almost flying to the Empire.

In her short life, life had endured too much weight of unbearable embarrassment.

"Sister? Sister Wen? Are you okay?"

Ji Jue plucked up the courage and reached out to wave in front of her eyes: "Don't scare me."

Mainly not worried that she had something to do, even if Tianmen University was blown up, she couldn't have anything to do, mainly worried that if she couldn't think about it, what should she do if she took him away together!

"...I really want to die."

Wen Wen lay on the table, as if she finally reacted, her voice like a wronged ghost in the underworld crying, weeping and complaining: "Why didn't you tell me, why didn't you say it!

Ah ah ah ah ah, I really want to die! Let me die..."

"I don't know either!"

Ji Jue was innocent, feeling his brain buzzing: "You suddenly pointed at my professor and told me she was an alchemy master, I was also very confused. She has been taking me for two years, and I haven't seen her wave her hand to change the world, the sun and the moon have no light, otherwise how would I hide it?"

Moreover, you didn't give me a chance to stop you!

Of course, he didn't dare to say the last sentence. What if Wen Wen pinched him to death in shame?

Although she definitely wouldn't do that, people have been so good to you, how can you go and stimulate people?

Didn't send Ji Jue to the sky with a punch, along with half of Tianmen University, thus destroying the black history that she might recall for a lifetime.

After finishing two liters of craft beer in one breath, Wen Wen finally caught her breath, hugged her arms, and examined the shrinking Ji Jue. Confirming that he really didn't laugh at her, she didn't give him a memory erasure spell in the end.

Why is it that every time I meet you, this bastard, there is always some moth?

Is there something wrong with you?

Damn, it’s still so angry! Want to give him two punches!

Fly your head away!

She sighed and said gloomily: "It’s fortunate that I didn't pull you into the mud pit of the Security Bureau at the beginning, otherwise it would have become a trouble instead. You used all the luck you saved in your life here, right?"

Ji Jue was still confused: "Huh?"

"Ye Xian, that’s Ye Xian!

The youngest master in the Federation for decades, she got the red-level rating of the Taiyi Ring when she was twenty-four, and it is said that she is only one step away from the grandmaster now, what do you think?" She looked sideways and said unpleasantly: "In short, you can steal joy if you can hug this thick thigh."

"Even if you say so, I don't have a concept." Ji Jue smiled bitterly.

"Lawrence, do you remember?"

Wen Wen took out the old friend everyone is familiar with: "If you change Lawrence’s attainments in medicine to alchemy... it’s about the same as him tossing for another seventy or eighty years, barely able to touch the footprints left by Professor Ye when she was twenty-four."

"So awesome?!" Ji Jue lost his voice.

I didn't expect that Professor Ye was silent on weekdays, but privately, she was the same as Wen Wen, a super Lawrence-level powerhouse?!

Truly terrifying!

Wen Wen rolled her eyes, knowing what he was thinking with her heels: "Destructive power is another matter. Although the Path of Ember has no lethality, people like Professor Ye are more respected wherever they go than people like me who do rough work."

"I also respect Sister Wen, from the bottom of my heart!" Ji Jue was shocked, without thinking, wishing he could tie a cloth strip on his forehead, writing [Loyalty!].

"Okay, stop flattering, I lost my face this time. If you really respect me, don't tell people everywhere, otherwise I can only kill you and run to the Empire to make a living."

Wen Wen sighed and looked at him: "Master Ye is reliable, don't worry."

Ji Jue nodded.

This kind of thing is, of course, a matter of course.

He has been with Professor Ye longer than Wen Wen.

In all fairness, Professor Ye is not the kind of good person in the book who is afraid of hurting the life of an ant and loves the moth to cover the lamp. On the contrary, from the first day of contact, he felt... that undisguised coldness, harshness, arrogance, and even, absolute non-existent empathy.

In her world, there is no air for idiots to breathe.

More regrettably, in her opinion, most people in this world are idiots.

As for Ji Jue?

He is the one among so many idiots who is willing to work hard to make himself not so stupid.

As the only one in her elective course who could bite his teeth and persist to get a passing grade, he had a deep understanding of this strictness.

However, for Ji Jue, all of the above are almost all advantages.

A teacher who will pinch her nose to modify all the things you wrote, give modification opinions, reference bibliography, and direction, no matter how strict, how bad-tempered, how look down on people, and how many requirements, that is a good teacher worthy of being sent to the temple to be molded into a golden body.

As long as you can keep up with the progress, she will know everything, say everything, and teach everything.

As long as you have talent, she will not hesitate to use it, and regardless of size, use it to the fullest.

Otherwise, there are only a few places for the second-level engineer exam in Tianmen every year. What does Ji Jue use to compete with those proud sons of heaven who have power, status, and money at home?

To put it ugly, if you really don't have Professor Ye’s recommendation letter, he can't catch up even if he sells his ass!

And as a price, being scolded for being a grinder, a struggle-forced, being collectively isolated and ridiculed by the so-called classmates, Ji Jue really has no feeling at all, and can’t take care of it at all. Grandpa is wandering in the ocean of knowledge, okay? Go play with you!

Click!

The brief chat ended with a crisp sound.

In the beer glass by Wen Wen’s hand, a transparent crystal flower appeared, and soon dissipated rapidly.

"Okay, I’m leaving first."

Wen Wen got up and waved goodbye, "Since you hugged the thigh, hug it steadily. In the future, when you become a grandmaster, remember to take care of me."

"So urgent?"

Ji Jue was stunned: "Where to?"

"The weather is humid recently, a bit angry."

Wen Wen turned her head away, hiding the expression she couldn't hold anymore, trying to maintain her style and force: "Go find a few blind wanted criminals and talk to them about life and ideals."

Tell them, great-grandmother misses them below, send them to talk to great-grandmother!

Thus, she went away with high spirits.

Turning embarrassment into motivation, adding bricks and tiles to the number of nameless graves outside Yacheng.

Half an hour later, Ji Jue, who had been grinding in the milk tea shop until the last drop of water was drunk, finally moved back to the office in small steps.

He hardened his scalp, pushed open the door, squeezed out an enthusiastic, bright, and innocent smile, like a Samoyed with lipstick marks: "Professor, I’m back."

"Hmm."

Behind the table, the professor who was brewing the second cup of strong tea looked up at him, pointed to the chair to signal him to sit down, and without waiting for him to organize his thoughts, asked coldly: "The person who was summoned by Heaven-Chosen last month, was it you?"

"...Ah?"

Ji Jue stiffened, subconsciously wanting to cover up, but after hesitating, he finally nodded, "If there is no one else."

This time, it was the professor’s turn to be silent.

She lowered her head and stared at the tea leaves rising and falling in the boiling water, until the dust settled, as if thinking about something, or as if just distracted.

For a long time, she sighed.

"You really... gave me a big surprise."

"Ah?" Ji Jue was blank.

"I originally said that I would wait for you to work for another two years, and when you read for a master’s degree, I would look at the situation and consider whether to introduce you to the Path of Ember. Now it seems that it doesn't have to be so troublesome..."

Professor Ye adjusted her glasses and said solemnly: "But, before that, I want to tell you that a Heaven-Chosen who can attract nine Supreme Virtues to descend will be snatched by people wherever they go. There is no need to hang yourself on my tree.

I know Ms. Wen might tell you that I am very powerful and famous, but in fact, compared with the real behemoths, I am just a marginal figure who does research. Apart from teaching you to be a craftsman, there is no other future I can give you, and I can’t even collect your matrix.

And as long as you are willing, those old things in the Security Bureau, the grandmasters of the Taiyi Ring, the leaders of the Wilderness Collection, and even the Chongguang Church, the Universal Heavy Industry, and the Hope Hospital will offer sky-high prices. In another four or five years, maybe it will be another Su Biluo, or another Wen Wen..."

"Don't, Professor!"

Ji Jue shook his head straight: "I haven't even taken the second-level exam yet! Where do you want me to go!"

It’s not that he is eager to show loyalty or hug thighs, purely because, after knowing Professor Ye’s identity, Ji Jue didn't consider other options at all.

Not to mention the mud pit that Sister Wen herself said is the Security Bureau, other places might be very awesome, very powerful, very cow, very strong, but so what?

When he was poor and unknown, did they look at him?

Isn't it the professor in front of him who is willing to reach out and pull a poor student who is useless except for grinding?

"I think it’s pretty good here." Ji Jue scratched his head, a little embarrassed: "At least, if I want to call other people teachers, I won't be able to open my mouth."

"..."

Professor Ye didn't speak, just drank tea, not moved, and didn't look at him differently. Just when exhaling, it was like a sigh:

"So it’s troublesome."

"Ah?"

Ji Jue was confused.

"Cheap wrenches are broken and don't hurt, Ji Jue, sometimes, scrap materials are easier to use."

The slightly old alchemy master rubbed her eyebrows and said slowly: "I originally thought you were just a mediocre material that could work hard. Arranging and cooking, naturally there is no burden. Anyway, it is better than the original.

But after finding that I had misread it, I started to regret... I haven't touched fine materials for many years."

Just like an old craftsman examining raw materials.

If it is a stubborn stone, play freely. If it is broken, carved, or chiseled, it is just like that, throw it away. Even if it is done, it is just a piece of decoration, nothing to achieve, and nothing to regret.

But if someone wraps the raw stone with red silk and hands it to her carefully, telling her that there is a piece of beautiful jade in this stone, absolutely moving, please carve it.

Which craftsman wouldn't be worried about gains and losses?

"Don't worry, I’m just reviewing myself. I haven't fallen to the point of sending my project to others."

Just when Ji Jue was anxious, Ye Xian put down the tea cup and finally stood up: "Twelve Supreme Virtues, each has its drawbacks, but the Path of Ember is the most troublesome. You stepped into this path, whether it is good or bad, no one can tell.

But since destiny put you under my eyelids from the beginning, let’s see—can you, this material, become a heavenly work!"

For a moment, Ji Jue stiffened, subconsciously, his whole body was cold.

All along, he felt that he had long been accustomed to Professor Ye’s harshness and blows, and even the most troublesome tasks could be solved step by step. Brave Ji Jue, not very afraid of difficulties.

Until just now, he found that the sharp cold light cast on him from behind those heavy lenses was even better than the axe and chisel.

Tell him,

The real tempering, hasn't even started yet! ===== CHAPTER 29 =====