Chapter 257

Blood of the Furnace, Fire of the Unextinguished, Spirit of Heaven's Bestowal.

Non-Attack only points to these three blessings during the Metamorphosis Period; the three progress layer by layer, connecting with each other, and none can be missing.

Since the Blood of the Furnace has been completed, Ji Jue should consider going a step further and preparing early.

Although the three similarly rely on the experience and creation of Embers, the subdivided aspects, tendencies, and even requirements are all different.

The key to the Blood of the Furnace lies in the mastery of skills and the persistence in creation; both are indispensable to enter the hall. The Fire of the Unextinguished requires more in terms of the quantity, scale, and even the influence caused by the works. The Spirit of Heaven's Bestowal is the most critical quality and achievement.

With the Coastal Automobile Factory in hand, Ji Jue can greatly increase the quantity of his works through this channel, thereby using his works to cause wider changes and influence.

What's more, an artisan's pocket always has holes.

Money, materials, blessings, technology, and spiritual quality—none of it is ever enough.

Not to mention the fuel that can adapt to the Doomsday Special Train, which at the very least must be the spiritual quality fuel equipped for a "Leviathan-class" air-space battleship.

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"Because some of my personal research still requires quite a bit of spiritual quality fuel."

From beginning to end, he had a choice; he could have turned and left, or said no to this arrangement.

The time to stand on his own has come.

Why is that guy Ye Xian always so lucky? Since he has decided to do things, he won't drag his feet anymore.

It's not that he asked for too much, but too little.

Coastal Automobile Factory.

Admiring his future domain.

"In terms of money?"

Just like that, after a brief exchange of pleasantries, he stood up to say goodbye and left.

The middle-aged man came up and offered cigarettes and a light, beaming with joy, "I just received the notice and was waiting here. Are you going to the factory to take a look? Follow me, just follow me, it's just a bit further ahead, yes, turn left ahead."

Clearly, a single order would have been enough.

It's just that, besides this...

"It's already been solved, it will be delivered to your place tonight, but I'm afraid it won't be too much. After all, the quota and consumption of the Haizhou Military Region are always being watched by the Energy Bureau; for now, I can only give you six tons."

As a teacher, Ye Xian did not take it for granted to treat him as a tool and a consumable.

This seemed to be beyond Lu Yingyue's expectations.

The restart of the coast involves all aspects and cannot bypass administrative agencies. Let alone production, tax, commerce, environmental protection, construction—which link can't get you stuck? A layman could spend a lifetime just going through the motions.

Then, he stood there in a daze...

"Mr. Ji, right?"

Ji Jue nodded, "Then, I have no problems."

Ji Jue laughed, full of pride.

This was a choice Ji Jue made himself.

The drizzling dew moistened the wild grass growing in the cracks.

As an artisan, he should be duty-bound!

Such a big project might just be crumbs leaking from the fingers of those behemoths, but for Ji Jue, even licking one bite could make him fat enough to flow with oil.

For the sake of an old friend, Lu Yingyue reminded him again.

The middle-aged man looked up joyfully and pointed ahead.

A thin, withered yellow dog skillfully crawled in through the doorway, walked to the corner of the factory wall, and lifted its hind leg.

Otherwise, things that mechanical engineering can solve wouldn't need to rely on alchemy.

Ask for a sky-high price, and pay back on the ground.

The teacher has gone to such pains; as a student, what else is there to hesitate about? Why leave the opportunity to other alternatives? The salted-fish senior sister just needs to continue being a rice-worm, preferably continue lying on the sofa sunbathing, eating potato chips and drinking cola idly, waiting for Factory Manager Ji to go back after a while to tell her about his great achievements, and watching the latest papers and accomplishments of the Chief Artisan is enough.

Three months sounds long, but in reality, for an automobile factory, it is far too short; it's not even enough to go through a round of accounting periods.

"Because I have a good teacher."

In the long silence, he looked at the scene outside the window, and after a long time, turned back to ask the receptionist in the passenger seat, "What about the automobile factory?"

Once the Doomsday Special Train is started, without the solid-space anchor of the Star Core Society, who can hold onto themselves?

Ji Jue smiled frankly, not caring about the meaning in Lu Yingyue's words.

After a long time, he sighed faintly.

After pondering for a moment, she got up to make a phone call and soon returned.

The door closed.

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It's rare for someone to help him pay the bill; how could Ji Jue not take this opportunity to solve the most troublesome, most resource-consuming, and highest-threshold problems?

Driving all the way out of the city, it didn't take long before he saw a bearded middle-aged man waiting on the side of the road in the wasteland, waving at him enthusiastically.

Regarding this, Lu Yingyue was not worried at all, just saying, "The Viceroy is an enlightened person; in relevant aspects, he will strongly support you."

Lu Yingyue's brows raised slightly, surprised by Ji Jue's appetite.

She leaned on the chair between the fierce light and the shadows, silent. The warm smile that everyone was accustomed to seemed to dissolve in the interval of light and shadow, revealing a complex and unspeakable meaning.

Lu Yingyue smiled frankly, "Relax, if you have any conditions, you can actually say them." Such a big factory thrown to him, having stopped production for so many years, eaten by insects and rats, the fire loss and damage must be more than a little; it might just be a shell left, and the factory building might even be moldy.

Besides, it's not her paying the money.

Ji Jue said, "Leviathan-class would be best, the more the better."

Lu Yingyue didn't hesitate, "Someone will come to you specifically to dock with you later; just tell him what you need. Although there is a budget cap, it is more than enough to restore production and supply you with decades of debauchery."

Phlogiston fuel can be bought as soon as you go out, but once anything involves high-end, it is bound to be ridiculously expensive plus have endless thresholds.

"There is a special fund that has long been prepared."

Besides, although spiritual quality fuel has high thresholds, strict audits, and is very troublesome, for Lu Yingyue, it is not a problem at all.

Ji Jue's heart relaxed by half, then continued, "What about the City Hall?"

The truly deadly and precious things will certainly not be placed in the material warehouse; what Ji Jue can get is only the material support of the three departments.

"Six tons is fine."

To do things, first scatter money; money is not omnipotent, but the more money there is, the easier it is to do things.

Taking on such a job with infinite risks, one must first think of a way out.

"I have known Ye Xian for so many years. Although there are mostly bad ties, so that we can't be called sisters or close friends, at least we can advance and retreat together. You don't need to be so nervous and solemn."

"Besides this, if there is anything else needed, let the teacher help me bring it up."

Funding and the support of the City Hall are the foundation of the foundation; whoever comes must first figure it out. And the materials and blessings of the three departments were originally one of the rewards scheduled for Ji Jue.

She wasn't stingy enough to save those few pennies on such matters.

She didn't even mention the training mentioned by the Elephant Sword, but instead entrusted the Mirror of All Images to Ji Jue in advance, ensuring that no matter what choice he made, whether he left or stayed, the future and freedom were in his hands.

"No problems?"

The afternoon sun shone down from outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, a sharp edge cutting through the darkness and the light.

A child's appetite can actually be appropriately larger; uncles and aunts have plenty of money in their pockets. Sensible children are popular but will also be wronged; sometimes children who are not sensible earn more.

Ji Jue taking it so lightly really doesn't look like an Ember. "A rare opportunity, not considering it?"

Anyway, the car isn't driven often; it's enough to solve his ten or twenty years of consumption.

Ji Jue certainly wouldn't be polite.

An artisan talking about money is not shameful.

Ji Jue's requirements are not high either.

"Let's decide it this way." He said decisively.

Ji Jue restrained the urge to curl his lips.

Then can Xu Chaoxian go die? Ji Jue instinctively wanted to make a small suggestion, but considering that Xu Chaoxian is currently half a friendly unit, he had to give up for the time being.

Building a car is not just about closing the door; materials and equipment in all aspects need suppliers. It can't all rely on Non-Attack hand-rubbing, right? That would take until the year of the monkey? Lu Yingyue's smile became more mysterious, with a certain meaning, "What Yacheng has is naturally a matter of course; what it doesn't have, you can negotiate, and there are plenty of people to pay the bill. As for the process and details, I don't think everyone will care."

"What about resources?" Ji Jue continued to ask.

He said, "If the teacher needs me to do it, then I will do it. If the teacher thinks this is good, then let it be."

Acting Factory Manager Ji Jue has arrived at his loyal Coastal Automobile Factory!

Under the guidance of the reception staff, the little cattle and horse turned the corner, passed through the woods, and the factory building in the distance gradually became clear.

Embers is creation, not something out of nothing; even if the Heavenly Furnace came, without money, I'm afraid it couldn't handle production.

He came for this.

In the silence, Lu Yingyue turned back and looked at the city outside the window and the sparkling water further away.

In this brief silence, Lu Yingyue looked at his calm appearance, and after a long time, sighed softly, "You really are a good student, Ji Jue."

Beside the three-story building with cracked walls, the dilapidated factory gate was mottled with rust. A breeze blew, the chains swayed and rubbed, making a clattering sound.

After clearly understanding the risks and benefits, he chose to take this job from the teacher's hands, holding the opportunity or suffering in his hands.

The ground covered with cracks, the collapsed walls, the debt-collecting handwriting sprayed with red paint, just like the production slogans and safety warnings, were mottled and blurred in the wind and rain, just like everything in the past.

"This is it."

Forget it, this matter is not urgent; he can wait until he's done to die.

After meeting Lu Yingyue and the person in charge of finance, Ji Jue set off decisively, heading to the next workplace.

Things have been said to this extent; how could you, young man, not have a clue in your heart? Ji Jue's heart finally settled into his stomach.

Ji Jue couldn't help but straighten his chest and head, revealing a smile.

Lu Yingyue smiled indifferently, "The material warehouse of the three departments is fully open to you; take whatever you fancy. However, the remaining quantity of blessings is not large; don't empty it out for me."

Although there are risks in factory internships, the benefits are equally moving.

No pedestrians can be seen.

In the factory area, a green belt occupied by nearby old farmers had been reclaimed into farmland. The old farmer in a straw hat and black skin raised his hand, poured a ladle of farm fertilizer, and the green onions and leeks grew more and more gratifying.

A scene of vitality and all things contending for development was already leaping before his eyes.

Making Ji Jue's eyes go black, then black, then black again.

Damn, I asked for too little!

(End of chapter)