Chapter 729

【Name: Bodybuilding Foot (Divine, Flesh)】

【Appearance: A sculpture of a human right foot with smooth muscles and clear joints, looking like marble】

【Ability: Divine Temperament, Flesh Robustness】

【Cost: The body will become as heavy as marble, slightly reducing movement speed】

【File: Secret Art Inheritor Leon Laien, collecting two secret arts of the Cleanup Bureau, using fragments of the White Rock Holy Spirit's right toe to forge a special anomalous object, which can make the user's right foot as fit as a god sculpture in a temple, and by the way, slightly increase movement speed】

【Evaluation: The most worthless divine creation in history, and there is no one else】

【Contamination Value: 0.1 (Maximum Contamination Value 49)】

"..."

The effect is to slightly increase movement speed, but the cost of use is to slightly reduce movement speed? I accelerated, which means I slowed down?

After touching the marble right foot floating up in the pot, even though he was mentally prepared to make a useless anomalous object, Leon still couldn't help but fall into silence.

This situation... I always feel a bit familiar...

After touching the cufflinks in his pocket and taking out the 【Keen Egg】 forged in front of Lord Taurus, looking at the evaluation of "the most worthless demon creation in history," Leon's mouth corners couldn't help but twitch violently.

How about forgetting it, I really don't seem to have talent in this area...

Is this finished?

Watching Leon stop his hand and no longer stir the green "soup" in the pot, the Third Director, who was waiting on the side, snatched the soup spoon, fished out the marble right foot from the pot, and then suddenly took a cold breath.

"You... is this the thing you forged using Holy Spirit-level materials?"

Leon's face turned red upon hearing this, and he nodded with shame...

"Hmm..."

"No no no! This is impossible!"

After gesturing with the snow-white marble right foot for a long time, pouring his power in and taking it back, and trying to activate it several times, the Third Director said with a face full of confusion:

"This is definitely wrong! It's at least Holy Spirit-level material... how could it be..."

"*Hiss*... hey you! You can know the effect of an anomalous object by touching it, right? What was the result after you touched it yourself? What is the ability of this thing?"

"This thing can make people accelerate slightly, but because it makes the body heavy, it also slows people down slightly..."

"And then?"

"Then... uh... it can make a person's right foot look a bit prettier."

"I saw all these things you said, and then? What is its core ability?"

"Uh... gone."

"..."

"This is impossible!!!"

After trying 【Bodybuilding Foot】 several times and finding that the situation was indeed the same as what Leon said, and that this thing had no other abilities except making the right foot look as perfect as a divine body, the Third Director couldn't help but squat down by the pot and began to tear his hair painfully.

Damn it! This is Holy Spirit-level material! Holy Spirit! Even if you throw the material into the pot and don't care about it, you wouldn't make such a thing, right? How the hell did you do it?

"Come! You forge another one for me to see!"

After thinking for a long time without figuring out how Leon did it, the square-headed old man with blood-red eyes stood up suddenly, then rummaged through the pile of materials, found two things and threw them into the large iron pot, and ordered through gritted teeth:

"Hurry up and forge! Let me see how the hell you did it!"

【Name: Demon Directory (Fallen, Record)】

【Appearance: A leather scroll with hideous bright red patterns, emitting a faint smell of sulfur. If you put your hand on it, you can occasionally hear the angry roar of a great demon】

【Ability: Demon Name, Name Record】

【Cost: Possibility of being startled by a sudden roar】 【File: Secret Art Inheritor Leon Laien, collecting two secret arts of the Cleanup Bureau, using powder ground from Hell Red Stone crystals and the strongest piece of skin from the back of a Cursed Pattern Demon to forge a special anomalous object.

After writing your name on it, the soul of the great demon sealed in the leather scroll will be awakened, personally translating the user's name into the corresponding demon script, allowing the user to have a stylish demon-style name】

【Evaluation: This anomalous object successfully defeated the blacksmith Leon Laien's debut work 【Keen Egg】 and became the most worthless demon creation in history, and there is no one else】

【Contamination Value: 0.1 (Maximum Contamination Value 42)】

"..."

After writing his name on it with a trembling right hand, looking at the demon leather scroll that had no changes other than translating his name into demon script, the Third Director of the Cleanup Bureau only felt a dizzy spell, then glared at Leon and said frantically:

"Where is the red stone? Where is the red stone?"

"I clearly threw in two materials! Why is there only the skin of the Cursed Pattern Demon? Where is the red stone powder?"

"Uh... the red stone powder you threw in should be on the back of this thing."

After taking the 【Demon Directory】 from the square-headed old man's trembling hands and turning it to the back, pointing to the hideous bright red patterns on it, Leon said embarrassedly:

"Look, these dyed red places should be the red stone powder."

"..."

Dyed... dyed red places?

Buried in the deepest part of the Red Lotus Prison, a mountain can only mine twenty kilograms of Hell Red Stone crystals at most, but in your hands, it only dyed a color?!!!

"How about... let's stop here for today?"

Looking at the Third Director, who was standing in place holding the 【Demon Directory】 with both hands, motionless like a stone statue, and even stopped breathing, Leon couldn't bear to continue harming this unlucky old man and couldn't help but persuade:

"Third Generation Lord, I really only came into contact with forging secret arts not long ago and can only be considered a beginner. It's too wasteful to use the materials you gave me now. How about..."

"No! This is not a question of waste, and it's not a question of whether you are a beginner! It's trash! Amazing trash!"

After hearing Leon's words, the Third Director raised his head sluggishly, looking at Leon like a monster, and said almost word by word:

"Based on the materials I gave you, even if a pig stood in your position and stirred its pig hooves in the pot twice, it wouldn't make such a useless thing!"

"Damn it! Has the Taurus of this generation really given you pointers? You aren't fooling me, are you?"

"No no, Lord Taurus really gave me pointers... Oh right!"

After recalling the learning scene at that time, Leon said with a strange expression:

"At that time, she also showed me a piece of past history, which was the situation when the predecessors of the Cleanup Bureau learned Taurus secret arts. My forging secret arts were learned from the people in there."

Learned from people in the past? Does it mean the Taurus of this generation didn't teach him, but directly showed him the memory projection of a certain Taurus predecessor?

The Third Director frowned in confusion upon hearing this, then asked with disgust:

"Which generation of Taurus Director's memory did you look at? Who the hell taught you this dog-shit forging secret art? The sixth generation Taurus with the trashiest level?"

"Uh... no, I looked at the memory of the third generation Taurus Director."

Third generation memory?

After hearing Leon's words, the square-headed old man frowned subconsciously.

The level of the third generation Taurus is okay. Although it can't compare to himself, it is considered upper-middle among the successive Taurus. No matter how he thinks about it, it's impossible to teach such a thing, right?

Remembering that when he learned secret arts with him back then, he always stood behind him and learned from him. Although he couldn't compare to himself, he also learned about eighty or ninety percent of his...

Wait, learned from himself?!!!

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"..."

"..."

Looking at Leon, whose eyes were dodging and who was always embarrassed to look directly at him, the square-headed old man, who had suddenly realized, raised his hand, pointed at his own nose tremblingly, and asked with trembling lips:

"Me?"

"Hmm."

(End of chapter)