Chapter 104: Harvest

As everyone knows, doing a 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 it be community compulsory labor? Besides, even if it's social work, at least they would give two eggs to the tool man to replenish his body!

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

It's time for everyone's favorite money-dividing stage.

After all, Little An is also a master, a master, a high-level master. Even if there is Sister Wen's arrangement and fan filters, there is no reason to work for free in your Ji-surname group, right?

What for? To be 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 being sucked, saying it's average, but you'd better not owe some favors. It's heartless and loses character. Bullying a child, the child doesn't understand, but can't the adults and friends at home understand what kind of goods your Ji-surname is?

Ji Jue took out half of the total hunting harvest.

But in fact, this pile of things, calculated, is less than one-tenth of the total value of this harvest. They are all materials that are easy to convert into currency or precious metals, or simply ether crystals.

In Mercury's workshop, what can be easily converted into money, or what can be "calculated clearly in value," is only these.

Compared to this, it is 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 blessings treasured by the Sages? Can it buy the 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, or even a price.

Others only exist in the barter trade between various large workshops, and whether you lose or earn big, you know it in your heart.

If Ji Jue were shameless enough, he could even take out the ether crystal that has the greatest theoretical value inside. It is the control core of the entire Rift Realm, weighing 41 kilograms, flawless, 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 of a large-scale alchemical creation, it is enough. Putting it on the market, it is easy to earn tens of billions, and the castle, beauty, and yacht are all complete.

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

Don't talk about selling it, such strategic materials, holding them in hand is endless trouble, better throw them in the teacher's workshop to press the bottom of the box.

And what's even more embarrassing is that in this harvest, most of them are like this.

No way, there is no surplus food in the Sage's house.

As early as hundreds of years ago, in order to transform the Rift Realm into a workshop, Mercury had already processed most of the valuable things in the collection, and the remaining collections either highly matched Fluid Alchemy, which Ji Jue wouldn't have enough to use himself in the future. Or they were too rare and precious even for a master, and taking them to exchange for money was 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 and ached.

"I smoke—"

Tong Hua, who finally woke up, relied on Sister Wen's protection, leaned out from behind, looked at the opened box, and her eyes had already been illuminated by the light of precious metals, unbelievable: "Did you go to the Rift Realm 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, and couldn't help but gasp a few times. 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 thrown into the market, it might cause a shock in the entire Federation's antique industry.

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 to her face.

Nine-nine true, rare thing!

Just before Wen Wen could stop it, her eyes suddenly lit up, and then, immediately after, her eyes went dark, as if she had been kicked 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 pressed her down, and the other gave her eye drops.

Ji Jue's expression twitched, and 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 anything.

The matrix of Yesterday Reappearing can allow Chosen Ones to read the history and images on the objects through contact, which is a top-notch matrix that is hard to come by even in the Ether Path.

But the problem is, for these four hundred years, Mercury's backtracking in the workshop has never stopped—no matter how vicissitudes of life 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 in them.

Really can't see it, the little girl is quiet, but her head is really iron!

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

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

"Thank you, Brother Ji Jue."

The boy smiled sweetly, closed the box, and turned to look at Wen Wen: "Then these are also troublesome for Sister Wen to help me save."

The relationship between the four people in the Beishan District was clearly 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 not wanting 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.

No actual business, mainly responsible for handling the capital turnover of the Beishan Group, like a department small treasury. Basically, most of the gray income of the Beishan Group went from here.

Relying on Tong Hua's operation and insider information, she actually achieved a surplus through investment and lived a wealthy life. After all, just relying on that little dead salary, how could it be enough for the consumption of Chosen Ones.

With ability and matrix, wanting to lie flat is easy, but wanting to make progress is extremely difficult. Equipment, potions, mysteries and information, 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 chaos caused by Lawrence a few days ago, the treatment and cultivation of most of the victims infected with blood thirst, also 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, counting the harvest while laughing *gu-hehe* and couldn't stop.

And when this matter was finished, Ji Jue coughed twice solemnly, and after waiting for everyone to look over, he smiled and lifted the backpack beside him and placed it on the table.

"The purpose of coming here this time, actually there is also this—*dang-dang-dang*!"

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

Under the soft light, the strange-looking power bracket appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

It is like supporting bones tightly attached to the outside of the flesh and blood, through multi-point fixation between the thigh, joint, calf, and ankle, realizing the function of movement and support.

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 successfully dropped to an astonishing 900+ grams.

The joint part adopts the design in the thesis, and realizes a simple magnetic energy storage structure with the Entropy emblem and spiritual quality circuit—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 when 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 the boy's figure.

This is a prosthetic limb specially customized for the boy.

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

"Ah?"

The boy was stunned, looking at the prosthetic limb on the table, for a long time, as if finally reacting: "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 frame bypassed the long nails above the knee, attached to the skin, replaced the role of the joint, bore pressure, operated smoothly, without any noise.

In this silence where even the sound of breathing could be ignored, the boy's body swayed, his hands supporting the armrest of the sofa, carefully, supported his body again.

Felt a strange feeling he had never had before.

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

Just like this, he stepped out the first step forward lightly.

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

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

Until now, he finally woke up from a dream, looked back, and looked at the feet stepping on the ground.

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

"Looks like the basic daily use is no problem."

Ji Jue pinched his chin, grinned proudly, enjoying this grateful gaze, and then, like magic, turned out several others from the 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 alchemy work is like an assembly line, fast and scary.

Besides, it wasn't complicated originally, and the design was simple. After discarding all the fancy functions, it took the path of being as lightweight, comfortable to wear, and simple and durable as possible.

Great skill is like clumsiness, which means this, but for a novice, it is even more difficult. 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 directly completed under Professor Ye's supervision and guidance, saving Ji Jue the time of repeated exploration and trial and error.

After seeing the first finished product, the professor marked several problems, returned 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 perfect in Ji Jue's eyes and barely passable in the professor's mouth.

Then, for the whole afternoon, Ji Jue didn't stop while his hands were hot.

On the basis of the prototype, he made a version of all the various styles he had imagined.

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

"Two sets of each, change if broken, no need to cherish and feel distressed."

Ji Jue piled all the products into Little An's arms: "Try more in these two days, if there are any problems in specific use, tell me at any time, modify at any time, complete 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, feel troublesome, just take it off. However, for daily use, it is completely enough."

However, for daily use, it's completely sufficient."

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

Now seeing Little An running and jumping freely, acting as usual, the emotionally rich Tong Hua was already leaning against Wen Wen, tearing up tissues: "Woo woo woo, the child can walk, Sister Wen, I'm so moved."

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

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

From beginning to end, Old Zhang turned the iron walnut, 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, has been poor and rich, and as a Chosen One who has experienced the world, the only thing he passed down to his descendants is a massage technique that is unique in Haizhou.

The money Ji Jue brought is indeed a surprise, but compared to this, this is the intention and gift that money can't buy.

Old Zhang's lips opened and closed, his voice was like a line, falling into Ji Jue's ears: "If there is any trouble later, just come to me."

Ji Jue smiled, just nodded slightly.

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

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

It was the boy who walked again who came to him, stood on tiptoe, spread his arms, and hugged him lightly.

His eyes seemed to be shining, flickering, his cheeks 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 was stiff in place, subconsciously raised his head, and in the gap of silly laughter, took a deep breath.

Hold on, Ji Jue, hold on.

Damn it, must hold on!

He felt that if his face turned red at this time, then the nineteen years of life he had lived straight would be completely over!

But incredibly, what other feeling is there.

Indescribable.

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 is already looking forward to the next course... ===== CHAPTER 105 =====

He had already begun to look forward to the next lesson...