Chapter 522: At This Moment, the Entire World Enters the Professional Era (1/7, Requesting Subscription)

"That's right!"

Su Xiao nodded proudly, "That's exactly how it is."

Just as everyone was rejoicing, she changed tone: "But the cost is also enormous—one transmutation altar requires roughly ten days' worth of the nation's total income."

"Ten days?"

Everyone exhaled in relief, "Only ten days? Buy it!"

"Exactly, buy it!"

Su Xiao was stunned.

Good grief, I thought Dao Jun's pricing was too high.

Turns out, you guys couldn't care less.

"Clearly, this is a strategic-level resource—equivalent to nuclear weapons before the demonic resurgence. No, even more valuable than nuclear weapons."

"Then how many should we buy first?" Su Xiao asked. "Let me be clear—Dao Jun prepared only thirty-six. No more!"

"Thirty-six?"

Everyone frowned immediately. "That's far too few for something this important."

"Actually, it's enough—one per province, with two left over."

"Then where should the extra two go? Placing them in Suzhou or the capital would be unfair to other regions."

At this, everyone fell silent.

Su Xiao smiled: "No trouble at all—fix thirty-four altars permanently. Keep the remaining two under national control. When needed, send them temporarily to any region, then retrieve them afterward. This way, we can handle emergencies."

"I support Miss Su's plan!"

"I agree too—this ensures fairness for every province."

After reaching agreement, Su Xiao bought three altars first, preparing to launch a transmutation pilot program in provinces near Suzhou.

After all, buying thirty-six altars at once—hundreds of millions of points—was still a stretch even for someone as wealthy as Su Xiao.

Though her income was high, the things she bought were numerous.

Every time new divine arts and cultivation techniques went on sale, she bought them all—spending a great deal each time.

That day.

The News Broadcast gave prominent coverage to the transmutation event, and instantly, the entire Huáguó erupted.

Even the remaining foreign factions issued protests.

"Transmutation altars belong to all humanity—Huáguó should share them!"

"This is the light of human civilization—Huáguó cannot monopolize it! This is dictatorship!"

Instantly, netizens in Huáguó laughed.

"Dictatorship? Laughable—do you even qualify, Eagle?"

"Exactly! How many people are left in Eagle? Struggling hard to generate electricity, aren't you? Go home and use it to cook—otherwise you'll have no power left and end up eating undercooked rice."

"Laughable! Does Eagle even have enough electricity to cook?"

"Light of civilization, Eagle! 【Image】 Isn't this feast impressive? Hehehe… Follow Dao Jun, you eat nine meals in three days; follow Eagle, you starve nine times in three days!"

"Wait, you're off-topic. Aren't we supposed to be talking about transmutation? What's the point mocking the fallen Eagle?"

"Right, let's talk about transmutation instead?"

"Transmutation hasn't even reached us yet—it's just being piloted in Suzhou!"

"Exactly! Why doesn't Dao Jun just grant every county a transmutation altar? Then I could transmute tomorrow!"

"Good grief, you want Dao Jun to feed you spoon by spoon, don't you?"

"Too greedy! Dao Jun oversees so many worlds—just being noticed by him is already a blessing. To expect minute-by-minute care? Impossible."

"True—I just hope my western frontier gets its transmutation altar soon!"

"Same here—we're isolated overseas, but thank goodness the state hasn't forgotten us. One altar's already been allocated—transmutation should happen soon. Dao Jun is awesome, the state is awesome!"

"Transmutation, transmutation—I'm nearby, I'll go check tomorrow. I'll update everyone if I get good news. If I transmute into something like a Sword Immortal, I'll treat everyone to chicken for 50 points each!"

"Oh, Rich Brother has appeared!"

"No, it's Sword Immortal himself!"

"Laughable! You're all too sycophantic—I just call my husband! Husband, say something!"

"Ew… disgusting! Husband, hit him!"

"…You guys are insane! I just want to pay—you're after my body?!"

The next day.

In the center of Suzhou City.

A towering structure, hastily built overnight by transcendent beings, stood there—large enough to hold nearly 100,000 people, comparable in size to the Bird's Nest.

This was the location where the transmutation altar had been placed.

Outside the transmutation point, a squad of transcendent beings stood guard, protecting the altar's safety.

"Hey, isn't that President Wu? He's a Land Immortal—why is he standing guard today?"

"That one over there is President Li too—same thing. Today's a massive show—all of them are Land Immortals or higher."

"That's a transmutation altar—of course it must be perfectly secure. This is a strategic-level asset; not a single mistake is allowed. A hundred Land Immortals combined are worth less than one transmutation altar."

As the crowd discussed this, one of the guarding Land Immortals stepped forward and called out: "Line up orderly, enter one by one. Anyone disrupting order will be barred from transmutation for ten years. Two violations, and your transmutation opportunity is revoked."

At these words, the crowd instantly fell silent and lined up obediently, like schoolchildren.

Inside the transmutation point.

A circular altar, ten meters in diameter and half a meter high, inscribed with Bagua symbols, had taken root into the earth.

One by one, citizens nervously stepped onto the altar.

This is a great opportunity; switching to a good profession marks a dramatic change in your status and position.

So, whether elementary school children, adults, or Bai Fa elders, all came to join the frenzy, eager to switch professions.

"Next, step up."

Under the eager gazes of the crowd, Wu Ming walked onto the altar.

His mood now was much like that of the college entrance exam; even though he had worked for many years, his heart pounded wildly.

On the altar, light flared, and in the void, a dantian appeared.

The next instant, the illusory dantian descended and merged directly into his body.

Wu Ming felt something within him, and suddenly he could see inside himself.

Inner-viewing his dantian, he saw the dantian quietly spinning within it, absorbing spiritual energy and nourishing his body.

As he inner-viewed the dantian, a surge of knowledge emerged from within it, flooding into his mind: basic alchemy knowledge and several common pill formulas.

"Did I just switch to Alchemist?"

Retracting his spiritual sense, he gazed forward, and the next moment, a transparent panel appeared before him.

Wu Ming

Profession: Alchemist

Level: 0

Experience: 0/100

Technique: Pure Yang Art

Spells: Gather Qi into Dantian, Flame Spell, Fire Control Spell, Purification Spell, Pill Condensation Spell, Herb Identification Spell

Pill Formulas: Nine (omitted)

【Profession Note: Young man, you think alchemy is just about making pills? No! To an Alchemist, everything can be refined! How could an Alchemist have no combat power?】

As he read the profession note, Wu Ming seemed to see a terrifying being laughing heartily, gesturing with a hand, and a dantian filling heaven and earth appeared, crushing all enemies within it and refining them to ash.

"Wu Ming, switched to Alchemist!"