Chapter 227: Peeking

The famous noble families and great clans that can be called families in the present world today all hold power and strength in every aspect: wealth, power, prestige, and even armed forces.

For example, the Tong family, no matter how low-key, is a behemoth that can make Cliff City shake by stomping its feet and make Haizhou rise in waves by turning over.

The Lou family is the same, and not inferior at all.

Generations of struggle, squeezing, and plundering, accumulating over time until today, the wealth is abundant, the authority is stable, the prestige is high, and the inheritance is far-reaching...

It is by no means something that a wild-growing Chosen One like Ji Jue can imagine and compare.

Just the ability of 'spiritual quality shaping', in the hands of the Lou family, has been played out, creating countless results from the paths of various supreme goods.

The purity of the ascension series, the destruction of the entropy series, the change of the Ember series, the suppression of the Heavenly Origin series... countless.

What Ji Jue feels at this moment is the spiritual quality resonance between the inheritors of the Lou family.

The 'positioning device' carefully crafted by Lu Feng after staying up all day specifically to find his aunt.

Carrying the spiritual quality fragment just taken out of the toolbox, Ji Jue felt the slight vibration of the spiritual quality fragment the moment he walked into the third level.

If he took it out, he would definitely see the light spots on the fragment moving and gathering toward the direction of the precious material storage room.

In the moment of relief, Ji Jue's heart couldn't help but sink again.

Really, it actually entered the precious material storage room...

Can she still be alive?

Even if she is alive, I'm afraid she's worse off than dead, right?

He is not afraid of hardship or fatigue, but he is afraid that after he pushes open that door with all his hard work and effort, he will see some hairy thing squatting on the ground looking at him.

Even if it doesn't call him 'big brother', calling him 'big nephew' won't work either!

When Lu Feng sits on the ground and cries loudly, should he accompany him?

In short, prepare the camera first.

Just as he was moving and stocking goods awkwardly, he heard low footsteps outside the storage room, and the bald woman beside him suddenly changed her face.

She grabbed Ji Jue.

Pulling him, she retreated to the door of the warehouse, and then lowered her head hurriedly.

Waiting respectfully.

Ji Jue didn't dare to mess around, following her example and lowering his head, and heard many footsteps walking in from outside the door; several figures in black robes walked in front, and the rest followed closely.

Straight forward, without stopping.

Seemingly carrying something.

Ji Jue didn't dare to raise his head to look, so he could only... quietly peek through the pinhole camera hidden on the cart; the pinhole camera, through the opening on the handle and the reflection of the internal lens, viewed the scene outside in the most awkward but most secret way.

In the crowd, walking in the very front, was an old man with no hair and a face full of wrinkles, his eyes emerald, his flame light restrained, just a glance, and it was creepy.

Jianyuan!

Serving him beside him were naturally many disciples, and several people were carrying a huge box, straight inside; the diligent disciple walked in front, unlocked the verification and blockade, opened the heavy door, and then a group of people disappeared behind the door.

Unfortunately, the space behind the door was in the blind spot of the camera.

Ji Jue lowered his head, not daring to look at all.

Even pressing down the vibration of the spiritual quality fragment, stopping the effect.

Soon, a group of people walked out; unlike when they came in a hurry, they walked slowly when they left.

The bald woman leaned forward a little, squeezed out a sycophantic smile, and opened the door for them. The artisan walking in front nodded slightly, not saying anything.

Everything was commonplace.

It was just that Jianyuan's footsteps paused slightly, and he suddenly looked at Ji Jue, who was lowering his head behind the woman, examining him.

In an instant, Ji Jue's heart was in his throat.

Stiff, heart beating fast, drenched in cold sweat.

But this was a real reaction of a small fry seeing a big shot, not surprising.

He had already reacted...

It shouldn't be that he had any flaws, probably because he was too eye-catching in his current appearance, and he was leaning on crutches, too conspicuous in the crowd.

"Who is that?" Jianyuan asked.

Lord Cunling, who was serving beside him, eyes lit up, stepped forward and answered: "Apprentice working in the... recycling department, comprehension is okay, future is promising."

"Future?"

Jianyuan didn't care at all, sneering when he heard it, glancing at his student: "Even someone like you dares to talk to me about the future?"

Lord Cunling's expression twitched, his head lowered deeper:

"Student is shallow."

There was no routine of a big shot having a whim to give a question to test you; Jianyuan's time was precious, and he was too lazy to waste time on such an irrelevant small character, waving his hand and leaving.

Others hurriedly followed.

In just a few seconds, the warehouse was cold and quiet again.

Only the bald woman wiped her cold sweat and breathed a sigh of relief.

"The momentum of the Master Artisan is indeed becoming more and more sharp and heavy." She sighed, looking at Ji Jue beside her, "How do you feel?"

"I can't feel the momentum being heavy." Ji Jue smiled bitterly and echoed, playing his role as a small fry: "Instead, my legs are trembling and I'm drenched in cold sweat, I'm scared to death."

"It's a good thing to have awe in your heart; you can be considered to have been looked at by the Master Artisan, if there is a chance in the future, perform well."

The bald woman waved her hand, urging him to finish the work, and then sent him away.

Ji Jue didn't dare to delay anymore, and after going down all the way, after returning to the garbage recycling place, he sat on the manager's sofa chair and fell into deep thought.

As for Sun Ci, whose position was occupied, seeing this scene, he didn't dare to speak, obediently finding a chair on the side and sitting down.

A middle-aged beast of burden, used to the torture of life, had already abandoned unrealistic beautiful dreams.

Following this, was a very clear positioning of himself.

Although he was played hard by Ji Jue, but at least he ate his fill of sweet dates, and being able to survive in a desperate situation to this position was already a good thing he couldn't imagine in his dreams as a manager...

Being manipulated or something, it was just a small matter.

Unlike the small fry of White Deer who had high ambitions, the beasts of burden of Ember are always clear and self-aware, not minding being a dog for a big shot at all. Not only that, he was hoping that after Ji Jue gradually showed his face, he would promote himself again!

As for the big brother possibly being a double-agent, haha, don't joke, this sin-tainted aura is purer than mine, you tell me he's a double-agent?

You might as well say I'm a double-agent!

"When did you come?" Ji Jue 'recovered' and looked over.

"Just came, just came!"

Sun Ci stood up immediately, answering respectfully: "The pass and permission you ordered earlier have been handled, next, in the alert area of the workshop, the use of alchemical creations will not be restricted.

And the materials you wanted, I also brought them all, they are all here, you count them, if there is anything wrong, I will find someone."

"Just put it there."

Ji Jue nodded, waving his hand, and Sun Ci immediately got up and left sensibly, patrolling the periphery.

And Ji Jue reached out and lifted the lid of the metal container, staring at the silver liquid inside, grabbing a handful of hardening beads from the toolbox and sprinkling them in.

In an instant, the mercury seemed to boil, and one spider after another the size of a little finger nail crawled out, enough to make patients with arachnophobia and trypophobia go straight to the ICU.

After a massive number of spider-like things crawled out, they surged, rolled, and almost submerged his calves.

Following Ji Jue's order, they soon hid in the shadows, drilled into the floor drain, the ventilation opening, and in the rustling sound, went far away and disappeared.

Most of the spiders exploded silently while crawling, leaving only a thin thread stuck to the sewer or ventilation duct, stretching.

The residual spirits returned along the thin thread, falling into Ji Jue's hands, turning into a hardened mercury bead again.

Recycling completed.

With the cooperation of many residual spirit creations, Ji Jue's network unfolded layer by layer in the underground workshop, drilled through the gaps found in these two days, and extended to the upper level.

But at most, it just stopped at the second level, and all of them were on the periphery.

If he went deeper, he was afraid he would trigger some alarm.

And if he dared to go up...

I'm afraid he wouldn't even need that old man Jianyuan; the many disciples under his crotch would directly laugh three times and tell you the truth that 'six artisans, never eat vegetarian'.

If you want to make trouble, do it secretly; if you don't know your own strength and go head-to-head with others, that's called having a brain problem.

After the lines were laid, many conditions were reflected in his eyes through the peeking of the pinhole camera... in this massive workshop, I'm afraid there are more than sixty artisans working day and night, busily.

Those creations and works were all similar works to what Ji Jue saw in Du Deng's workshop earlier.

Fulcrums or frameworks.

It seemed to be preparing for some super-giant secret ritual, but Ji Jue couldn't understand it at all, so he could only transfer the internal scene to a page of the record book and put it into the toolbox.

Finally, he found the entrance and exit in the outermost area.

Ji Jue pondered for a moment, picked and chose from many parts, and soon, three spider-type machines were formed in his hands; after a mechanical descent, he threw them into the ventilation duct.

A few minutes later, at the busy and noisy entrance, three mechanical spiders lifted the cover of the ventilation duct, fell to the ground, climbed onto the box, and were loaded onto the car.

After loading, the apprentice patted the carriage, and the broken truck drove out slowly.

Thus, the chaotic outside world was reflected in Ji Jue's eyes.

Under the rainbow light of the eternal dark night, the periphery of Quancheng was roaring constantly, and streams of light fell from the sky, carrying hot flame tails, smashing into the earth, setting off violent impacts.

Fierce light flashed from time to time in the sky, and soon, the earth shook.

Peeking from the outside, the workshop was like a phantom, between existence and non-existence, and even through the workshop, one could vaguely see the ruins and buildings behind.

Walls of blockade covered in circuits rose, circling, shrouding the deeper interior.

One could vaguely see the riddled boundary membrane, and huge chains that flashed and disappeared from the air, binding the things struggling inside.

In the roaring sound, the spiritual quality tide constantly washed against the high wall.

The engine of the Sky Track train was struggling violently, stuck deep in the mud...

For the first time, so close.

Only a few hundred meters.

But it felt like a heavenly abyss. ===== CHAPTER 228 =====