Chapter 28: Good Material and Craftsman (Thanks to the Alliance Leader of Hejian Thin Tiger)

Half an hour later.

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

Since coming out of the office, she had been in a state of being burned out, walking floating, and her soul was about to fly 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 shake in front of her eyes: "Don't scare me."

It's not mainly because I'm worried about her. Even if Tianmen University is blown up, she can't have anything to do. It's mainly because I'm worried about what to do if she can't think about it and takes me away together!

"... I really want to die."

Wen Wen lay on the table, as if she finally reacted, her voice like a wronged soul 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 that his brain was buzzing: "You suddenly pointed to 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 are dark, otherwise where 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. If Wen Wen was ashamed and pinched him to death, it would be over.

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

Didn't send Ji Jue and half of Tianmen University to the sky with one punch, thus destroying the dark 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, examined the shrinking Ji Jue, and confirmed that he really didn't laugh at her, but in the end, she didn't give him a memory erasure spell.

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

Is there something wrong with you?

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

Hit his head off!

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

Ji Jue was still blank: "Ah?"

"Ye Xian, that's Ye Xian!

The youngest master in the Federation for decades, she got the red rating of the Taiyi Ring at the age of 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 have no concept." Ji Jue smiled bitterly.

"Lawrence, you remember, right?"

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 at the age of twenty-four on this road."

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

I didn't expect that Professor Ye was silent on weekdays, and in private, she was actually a super-Lawrence-level powerhouse like Wen Wen?!

It's 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 immediately shouted, without thinking, wishing he could tie a cloth strip on his forehead, writing 【Loyalty!】.

"Okay, stop flattering, this time I really lost face. 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 glanced 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 for longer than Wen Wen.

To be fair, Professor Ye is not the kind of good person in books 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 kind of undisguised indifference, harshness, arrogance, and even, absolute non-existent empathy.

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

What's more regrettable is that 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 try hard to make himself not so stupid.

As the only person 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 his nose to change all the things you wrote and give modification opinions, reference bibliography, and direction, no matter how strict, how bad-tempered, how look down on people, and how many requirements, 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, apply it to the fullest.

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

To put it ugly, if there is no recommendation letter from Professor Ye, he can't catch up even if he sells his ass!

And as a price, being scolded as a grinder, a struggle force, and 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 beside Wen Wen, 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 firmly. When you become a grandmaster in the future, remember to take care of me."

"So urgent?"

Ji Jue was stunned: "Where to go?"

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

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

Tell them that Great-Grandma misses them below, and send them to talk to Great-Grandma!

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 head, pushed the door open, squeezed out an enthusiastic, refreshing, and innocent smile, like a Samoyed full of kisses: "Professor, I'm back."

"Hmm."

Behind the desk, 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 recruited by the Chosen One last month, was it you?"

"... Ah?"

Ji Jue stiffened, subconsciously wanting to cover up, but after hesitating for a while, 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 in the boiling water, until the dust settled, as if thinking about something, or 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 do two more years of hard labor, 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 there is no need to be so troublesome..."

Professor Ye adjusted his glasses and said solemnly: "However, before that, I want to tell you that a Chosen One who can attract the descent of nine Supreme Goodnesses will be snatched by someone wherever they go. There is no need to hang yourself on my tree.

I know that 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 person who does research. Apart from teaching you how to be a craftsman, there is no other future to give you, and even your matrix cannot be matched.

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 Industry, and the Hope Hospital will offer sky-high prices. In four or five years, maybe it will be another Su Biluo, or another Wen Wen..."

"Don't, Professor!"

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

It's not that he is in a hurry to express his loyalty or hug his thighs. Purely, after knowing Professor Ye's identity, Ji Jue didn't even consider other options at all.

Not to mention the kind of mud pit that Sister Wen herself said was the Security Bureau, other places might be very awesome, very powerful, very cow, and 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, without any emotion, and didn't look at him differently because of this. Just when exhaling, it was as if sighing:

"So it's troublesome."

"Ah?"

Ji Jue was blank.

"Cheap wrenches are not painful when they are broken. Ji Jue, sometimes, it is easier to use scrap materials."

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

But after discovering that I had misread it, I started to regret... I haven't touched the good material of Heavenly Craft for many years."

Just like an old craftsman examining raw materials.

If it is stubborn stone, play freely, break it, carve it, smash it, it is nothing more than that, throw it away, even if it becomes, it is just a piece of decoration, nothing to achieve, nothing to regret.

But if someone wraps the raw stone in red silk and hands it to you solemnly, 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 got up and said: "Twelve Supreme Goodnesses have their own drawbacks. It happens that the Path of Ember is the most troublesome. Whether it is good or bad for you to step into this road, no one can tell.

But since destiny has placed you under my eyelids from the beginning, let's see—can you, this material, become Heavenly Craft!"

For a moment, Ji Jue stiffened, subconsciously, his whole body felt 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 more fierce than the axe.

Tell him,

The real tempering has not even begun! ===== CHAPTER 29 =====