Chapter 50

"Bitter, bitter."

In the workshop, Ji Jue opened his eyes with a gray face, climbed up from the floor mat, and wailed: "So bitter, I'm too bitter."

To be honest, he was prepared to suffer, but he didn't expect it to be so bitter.

A short week, it was simply like hell.

Professor Ye didn't do any cramming training camp; on the contrary, she paid great attention to the combination of work and rest. Besides letting Ji Jue maintain the previous practice and continue to consume the pile of waste and scraps in the warehouse, she only added two fixed courses every day.

One hour of basic courses, explaining the specific classification, branches of the four elements, and various fields of alchemy, from Benevolence to Grace to the application of various runes in different situations.

Pure theory.

Ji Jue learned thirstily.

Then, it was... a disastrous practical class.

Under Professor Ye’s guidance, he analyzed and practiced on the waste and scraps in the warehouse. Professor Ye would explain in detail the process and problems encountered during the creation of this waste, and accurately and detailedly evaluate Ji Jue’s ability, then give a problem that just reached Ji Jue’s limit or slightly exceeded Ji Jue’s ability range, and let him practice.

The depiction of spiritual essence circuits, the inscription of multiple runes, the connection between subsidiary Benevolent emblems—all were problems and places that were not in the textbook but were extremely difficult or prone to errors in practice!

So much so that Ji Jue began to frantically fall into a cycle of overturning—trying, overturning, trying again, overturning again, and then trying again, until he finally succeeded once, changed the problem, and started overturning again.

Excessive consumption of spiritual essence was secondary, but the psychological blow was continuous and couldn't stop, making Ji Jue now just approaching the furnace, his hook already couldn't help but tighten.

Scared.

Even if this broken furnace came alive and fought with him? It would be better than torturing people like this!

Although, under this pressure, his level was indeed changing with each passing day and advancing by leaps and bounds, the process was really too torturous.

And just after Ji Jue finally relied on liver waste and eating dog food to light up all the emblems of the twelve Benevolences, a new course actually started again.

"As a craftsman, you must have an understanding of alchemy products, especially the things you use."

Professor Ye said calmly: "Generally speaking, a craftsman with pursuits will not use other people’s works, not only out of trust in their own level, but also for more realistic reasons."

On one hand, the items you make yourself are definitely better than other people’s things in terms of understanding; how to use them, how to use them, when they can be overclocked, and where their limits are, are naturally clear.

On the other hand, it’s because... other people’s things have too many mines buried in them!

Modern things are okay; at most, they install monitoring and backdoors for you, and your spiritual essence fluctuations, conditions, detailed physical conditions, and detailed ability effects are all recorded, and they see you to the bottom... This is still okay. If one day you are fighting and someone shuts you down through the backdoor, and it doesn't work, you can only wait to die.

And going further back, the Catastrophe Era, or even earlier... that was a hearty competition of quality!

Before the Taiyi Ring, craftsmen with poor industry environments and even worse quality were innovative and blooming in terms of being wicked. Just looking at the things unearthed now, there are those that start to require life-burning while using, those that suddenly Nya-mutate while using, those that suddenly curse all your friends and family to death while using, those that hide a thousand-year-old ghost inside that climbs out at night to kill your whole family, and those that hide a thousand-year-old ghost that erodes your soul over time wanting to borrow your body to be reborn...

It simply made Ji Jue’s eyes open!

And he was pressed by Professor Ye to engrave vigilance into his heart—in ancient tombs, rift realms, and time ruins, if you encounter something you haven't seen that seems very powerful, if you don't understand it, then just walk around it, stay far away, and don't touch it no matter how powerful it is. There are lucky ones who touch it a thousand times and are fine, and there are unlucky ones who die completely without even touching it.

Therefore, the current top priority is to figure out the principles, materials, and effects of the alchemy items worn on the body, such as the Emperor figurine fragment hanging on Ji Jue’s neck—the Mouth of the Ancient One.

Of course, as the Emperor’s statue and the Eternal Empire’s official genuine figurine, no craftsman would be bold enough to do anything to it, but at the same time, in order to highlight the majesty of the Empire and the dignity of the Emperor, it must be meticulously crafted without a single flaw.

This is the beginning of hell...

In a fragment the size of a thumb, there are thousands of spiritual essence circuits, hundreds of micro-runes, and more than nine Benevolent emblems... most of which have been scrapped, and other blessings shackled and contained by runes and emblems have all been lost, leaving only the only blessing.

According to Ji Jue’s estimation, if it were in a complete state, the complexity would exceed this fragment by a hundred times, or even a thousand times!

In a workshop, dozens of craftsmen might spend decades, sparing no cost and labor, to create such a symbolic thing; the extravagance and madness of the Eternal Empire can be seen.

With Ji Jue’s current level, let alone imitation, just the interpretation and analysis of the structure was already killing him.

What is the difference between this and letting a middle school student who has just taken a few math classes analyze a high-math thesis? And it’s only two pages of fragments, and you have to figure out what it means, how to calculate it, and why it’s calculated that way.

"You might as well let me die..."

Ji Jue lay on the table, groaning in despair.

"Where are we now?"

Ye Chun, who finally came ashore, gloated, "I spent more than a year in this kind of life when I was young."

In fact, Professor Ye discovered in the first week that her niece was not this material at all, but she didn't stop at all, completely ignoring Ye Chun’s crying and little pearls.

In that long year, she stuffed all the knowledge that a Heaven-Chosen needs to know, learn, understand, and understand, from alchemy to appraisal to all other general knowledge, and even all courses from middle school to university, into Ye Chun’s brain.

Until it was determined that Ye Chun could be self-reliant in the future and could live well by herself.

Then, she fell into a rice worm at the speed of light.

Every day she was idle, looking like living is just to make crayfish-flavored potato chips expensive, which is really enviable... no, shameful!

"Here, do you want to eat?" Ye Chun handed over the potato chips in her hand.

Ji Jue glared angrily; am I the kind of person who craves your potato chips?

Then, subconsciously, he opened his mouth obediently.

"...Want!"

"Alright, stop howling, Auntie is going out today, giving you a holiday."

After feeding half a bag of potato chips, Ye Chun, who felt that today was very hard, lay back on the sofa and waved her hand: "Didn't you say you were going to the Security Bureau? Don't cause trouble again."

"What do you mean by causing trouble? I am a person who is so indifferent to the world, sweeping the floor and fearing to hurt the life of ants, cherishing moths and covering lamp gauze, I hate causing trouble the most."

Ji Jue retorted solemnly, and after washing up in the public bathroom downstairs, he carried his bag and happily took the little cow-horse out.

The sun was bright, and the wind was fresh.

Praise freedom!

If tomorrow’s course could be a little easier, it would be even freer!

He whistled, sent a message to Wen Wen, and followed the address above, all the way to the busy commercial area of Beishan District, repeatedly checking the address.

He looked up and looked ahead.

In front of him, there was only a huge shopping mall, with people coming and going.

"What the hell?"

Ji Jue scratched his head: "Is the Security Bureau so grounded?"

"Because Sister Wen said it's lively, which helps with the mood." Someone behind him answered.

Ji Jue was startled and saw the child leaning on a cane. Short hair to the ears, delicate face, just like still in middle school, the green breath came to his face.

"Hello, may I ask if you are Brother Ji Jue?" The newcomer asked politely.

"Ah?"

Ji Jue was stunned for a moment, reacted, it was the one he saw at the scene the day before yesterday, following behind Wen Wen, and immediately became enthusiastic, reaching out: "May I ask how to address you?"

"An Ran, An of safety, Ran of then, Brother Ji Jue, you can call me Xiao An or Xiao Ran." The child showed a bright smile: "It just so happens I just arrived, I'll take you up, let's go."

Saying that, leaning on the cane, he walked to the front.

Ji Jue followed obediently, but when he aimed at the other party’s back, he couldn't help but think, is this... male or female?

"Male, oh."

An Ran, who was walking in front, said without looking back.

"Ah?"

Ji Jue was shocked, is it the legendary mind-reading ability user?

"I'm not a Heaven-Chosen of the Heart Pivot, my family has been White Deer for generations."

An Ran turned back and smiled heartily, "However, generally everyone is very curious when they meet for the first time. Maybe it's because I can't exercise, my skin and constitution are not very good, so it's easy to get confused."

No, no, no, this is not a problem of skin and constitution at all, right?

Ji Jue looked up, looking at the other party’s delicate cheeks reflected in the window, it’s broken, his thoughts started to slide... How come his little heart is thumping?

Following behind An Ran, he finally felt the pomp of the Security Bureau.

Even if it was just a branch in Beishan District, it actually directly rented an entire floor of the shopping mall, and was equipped with a dedicated elevator. According to An Ran, there are even more exaggerated pomps.

The branch in Nanlu District directly found a place to build a whole building of more than forty floors, and then Team Leader Lu Shenzhou directly used public office for private gain, opening the largest, most complete, and most awesome 24-hour gym in all of Yacheng... Just thinking about it is a mental injury to a destitute class like Ji Jue who takes out loans to go to school.

"Here."

In the elevator, An Ran suddenly said.

With a ding, the elevator slowly opened.

Then, the piercing scream came to his face.

Like a nightmare...

Half a minute ago, the lobby.

Saying it was a lobby, it was completely a rest area for members of the Beishan District Security Bureau, with everything from sofas to TVs, and unlimited free snacks, enough for a slacker like Tong Hua to stay for 24 hours without enough.

"Wow wow wow, here, here! Brother Famous Quotes is here!"

Tong Hua held her phone, waving her fists excitedly, making excited strange noises: "Gua, I'm going to perform Brother Famous Quotes’s aphorisms on the spot today!

My performance will definitely not let Brother Famous Quotes down!"

Camera, on!

Recording, start!

Her eyes were shining, looking forward to it immensely.

I, Tong Hua, am going to record Brother Famous Quotes’s glorious moment today!

Ah, asking for a monthly ticket!

There is also a reading theme reward in the event, but the current monthly ticket gap is still a bit big, I really want it, woo woo woo woo.