Above Destiny

Chapter 234: He who inhales fine mist is a hero
"Tsk."

Ji Jue had nothing to say.

After all, he is Lao Deng, who has been famous for many years. He gets more cunning as he gets older, not to mention that he is a master craftsman in the Youshen system who is as noble as a master? After taking a quick look, he can see it more accurately than opening a box!
In this situation and at this moment, Ji Jue was too lazy to resist.

Glancing at Lao Deng's monocle, he lay on the ground with the words spread out: "Kill me!"

"It would be a pity to kill him."

Jian Yuan said: "Why not make use of the waste? It can be regarded as a good use for the remaining ashes."

There is one thing to say, indeed.

To Ember, the Chosen One is a treasure trove.

For a corrupt old man like Kenmoto, there is no moral bottom line at all.

Flesh, blood, bones and soul are another matter, but the natural talent and spiritual primacy are both rare treasures, not to mention the out-of-print Fei Gong.

Killing it with just one blow would be such a waste of talent.

Just when Ji Jue was ready to fight to the death, he saw Jian Yuan waving his hand, and suddenly a large amount of materials fell from the air like rain, drowning him.

Only a propped-up head was exposed.

Confused.

Jian Yuan pointed to the furnace and said, "Deal with these within the time limit."

deal with?

Ji Jue was almost laughing out of anger: What the hell!

I'm here as an undercover agent, so I'll die if I want to, and you still want me to work for you?!
dream!

Ji Jue snorted, "What if I say no?"

Bang!
He flew out backwards.

Without any warning or sign, in mid-air, the spiritual essence intertwined and the circuits overlapped, turning into a nail that pierced into his throat and nailed him to the ground.

Then, it disappeared without a trace.

Only a line of fine and cold rune chains emerged from the neck.

Clamping the body and soul, shackles the blessing and the matrix.

Instant control.

It was like a knife against Ji Jue's throat, capable of taking his life at any time and anywhere.

"For so many years, people have called me the stagnant and evil furnace. On the one hand, it is a mockery of my inability to reach the heavenly furnace. On the other hand, it is a recognition that I am indeed good at teaching students in accordance with their aptitude."

Jian Yuan lowered his eyes and glanced at his appearance: "I always have a way to deal with disobedient apprentices."

He asked, “Do you want to try it?”

"I surrender!"

Ji Jue raised his hands without hesitation: "The embers are shallow, but the way of stagnation is profound! I have abandoned darkness and joined light, and I welcome the great evil!
There is only one problem, I can’t even stand up now…”

He asked tentatively, "Could you please return my cane to me?"

"You mean the two semi-finished products?"

Jian Yuan's smile became more mocking: "That knife is not enough for you? Besides, don't you have Fei Gong in your hand? Go make one yourself."

"Hey, I'm really sincere in my sin!"

Ji Jue's heart tightened, and his smile became more flattering: "Under your watchful eyes, how can an ant like me cause any trouble? Why should we be so cautious?"

"Don't you want to try to resist?"

Kanemoto Hexu suggested: "Maybe I like tough guys?"

Ji Jue shook his head decisively: "That's not true. Good birds choose trees to rest in, and those who breathe fine mist are heroes! I don't know how many lifetimes I have cultivated to be able to work like a cow or a horse here."

The more he spoke, the more excited he became. He patted his chest, making a banging sound: "I love it so much, I love it so much!"

"Very good. I'm beginning to like you too."

Jian Yuan took one last look at him and turned away: "Come on, I look forward to your counterattack."

I'm jumping on your horse!
Ji Jue rolled his eyes and fell backwards.

It’s over, stop it!
The worst possible situation in the plan occurred—he was exposed under Jianyuan's nose.

Workshop, workshop, workshop...

Why does every craftsman dream of building his own workshop? A craftsman in his own workshop is omnipotent!
And the ants in the workshop, no matter how small they are, are still in the workshop.

It’s okay if you don’t pay attention to it normally, but once you notice it, isn’t it the thought of flattening it and rolling it into a ball?

Ji Jue had never had any luck. Even if he wanted to show off under Lao Deng's nose, he only had one chance - when he wasn't paying attention.

He originally wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to kill Cun Ling, and then look for another opportunity to get close to a craftsman, preferably a chance to get close to the Sky Track Engine.

But he didn't expect that Jianyuan was so vigilant. As soon as he made a little noise, his vest fell off.

Win the plan, lose yourself.

Fortunately, I was not thrown into a cell, waiting for a nuclear death. I was not chopped into pieces and sent to the assembly line.

Instead, he was tied up by Jian Yuan under his nose...

There is a kind of beauty, like that of a beautiful female investigator secretly visiting an illegal factory.

Facing the vicious criminals, her identity was accidentally exposed, and what awaited her was... well, being tied to the assembly line and worked until death? Is there something wrong with your plot?

Is this what everyone wants to see?
Also, what on earth is that old man Jianyuan up to?
Why bother?
What kind of tricks would he need to play on a little Karami like me? He didn't really intend to take me in as his apprentice, did he?

Ji Jueguang almost laughed at himself when he thought about it.

Now, although he was imprisoned, he didn't have to worry about being skinned and bled and sent to the assembly line to be canned. After a CT scan, although Jian Yuan had seen everything, but...

Isn't there something that hasn't been seen yet?

He was checking the materials on the ground, his eyelids slightly raised, and he glanced at the president squatting in the corner, raising his hand and licking his paw out of boredom. His watch was still hanging on the collar around his neck.

Wait quietly.

Ji Jue's eyes swept over, then looked elsewhere and then retracted.

Cat and mouse game, huh?

You better be careful not to let the rat you look down upon bite off your ears.

He took a deep breath, ignored the severe pain in his legs, stood up with the help of the wall, and walked towards the material library step by step - Haozi's first priority was to get himself two crutches.

Jianyuan was more generous than he had expected.

At the same time, it was much stronger than he had imagined. The inside and outside of the fourth floor of the workshop were two completely different worlds. The outside was at best just a workshop, but the inside seemed to be a world created by Jian Yuan.

After pushing open the door, one could see endless shelves. There were all kinds of materials, stored in different categories, extending to the end of Ji Jue's perception.

After turning around and pushing open another door, in the void of space, a little flame flickered in the air, burning silently, but no temperature could be felt. Ji Jue stood outside the cordon and closed the door expressionlessly. That was the annihilation furnace.

He opened another door, and behind it was a valley with storms, thunder, and continuous rain. A blurry figure was walking in it. When he noticed Ji Jue's gaze, he seemed to look back, but soon he withdrew his gaze and trudged away.

Ji Jue closed the door and gave up the idea of ​​exploring.

This workshop, which was built with the accumulation and hard work of countless generations of craftsmen, is simply a complete independent field. God knows how many other tricks Jianyuan has stuffed in it.

It would be really fun if Godzilla came out as the prize.

When he lowered his head, he saw a phantom that appeared behind him at some point, appearing and disappearing like a ghost. He couldn't see its face clearly, but it was just waiting silently and watching.

Ji Jue pondered for a moment and pointed at the afterimage: "You, go cook two dishes for me."

The afterimage showed no reaction.

With a snap, two packs of compressed biscuits fell from the sky and landed on the ground, along with a bottle of water.

vegetable?
You're thinking about ass!
Ji Jue thought for a moment and said, "Find me a walking stick."

In an instant, several pieces of steel fell from the sky, with burrs on the cut edges, and hit the ground in front of him with a clanging sound.

Oh, if you want something, make it yourself, right?
"Who are you trying to fool with this little thing?" Ji Jue frowned: "Rubber."

Snapped!
A whole piece of rubber hit him in the face, meaning that was enough.

After all, this is the master craftsman’s workshop, and it even has artificial intelligence?

Ji Jue smiled happily, but didn't say anything else. With the help of Fei Gong and Miao Shou Tian Cheng, a wheelchair was completed in just a few minutes. Although it couldn't be automatic without a motor, he also made a suspension.

Unfortunately, the conditions are limited and the armrest is too narrow to fit two shotguns...

After turning around a few times in the wheelchair, Ji Jue returned to the hall and checked the pile of materials. These were common materials produced in the evil environment of Quancheng. They were complete pollutants for the craftsmen of the association, but they were good aids to the evil refining of the stagnant and corrupt series.

Based on the physical and spiritual properties, Ji Jue roughly figured out the functions of some of the materials, but soon he frowned: "You're just talking about sorting the materials. What about the specifications? What about the requirements? Dice or cut into pieces? Isn't this a hooligan? How can the workers do the work without even a blueprint?"

The afterimage remained motionless, and suddenly, a demand form appeared out of thin air.

She didn't care at all about his tentative actions and his prying into Jianyuan's inheritance. Without him even saying anything, two books on material processing procedures and requirements had already been thrown into Ji Jue's arms.

Then there are two books that explain in detail the basic theories of the creation of evil creatures, and even a brick-sized review and basic discussion of the theory of evil refining.

With a bang, before Ji Jue could even react, it hit him in the stomach, like a clean and powerful punch!
Finally, in front of him was an alarm clock.

Four hours left, start counting down.

The meaning is simple and straightforward.

four hours.

If after four hours, you haven't gotten the job done, then we'll have something fun to watch.

"What do you mean? There is no such thing as forcing someone to commit a crime!"

Ji Jue was furious. He held the Basics of Alchemy in his hand. He felt cold and trembling in anger. Tears fell down his cheeks: I am a legitimate apprentice of the Guild Craftsman, the inheritor of fluid alchemy, and the pure Chosen One of the Embers. Why would I learn such a bullshit? It's dirty, I'm dirty... Hey, but this paragraph is quite interesting. The comments are very sharp. The old ghost has something...

As a result, before I could react, the book had already been opened.

Oh no, I can't help myself, brother Yu Jin, save me, my body is moving on its own, you can't blame me... This is force majeure! It must be that old man Jian Yuan who did it!

Ji Jue lowered his head with disgust on his face and read it word by word.

Anyway, I'm here...

If you don't learn more, then it would be a waste of time! .
Three hours, forty minutes and fifty-one seconds

All the materials were processed and sent to Jian Yuan who suddenly appeared. His green eyes swept through them, and then he waved his fingers: "It's OK, it's OK... These few are OK, the rest are rubbish, redo it in half an hour."

"Half an hour?"

Ji Jue glared angrily: "I just studied for two hours and haven't even finished the book. How can this be justified in the world? Don't make it difficult for me!"

"You know how long you've been dawdling."

Kanemoto deadpanned, "If you can't do that, I'll cut off one of your fingers."

"..."

Ji Jue was silent for a long time, threw the book aside, and sighed helplessly.

"Why do this, Grand Master?" He advised sincerely, "Why not save yourself some trouble and just kill me? If I am a scourge alive, I may become a grave concern for you in the future."

Jian Yuan heard this and glanced at him. His indifferent face finally changed slightly, as if he was looking at a clown: "Don't worry, if one day you are lucky enough to be my trouble, I will be so happy."

"Well said, very well said, it makes the embers quack!"

Ji Jue applauded and admired from the bottom of his heart: "However, there are so many disasters in this world, why don't you take control of the Deep and kill the Association as soon as possible, what are the three bullshit masters? First kill the Scavenger, then destroy the Plow Maker, and finally scatter the ashes of the Sky Furnace to prove the peak of the embers, isn't it beautiful!

Why bother to get involved with insects like the Huaxie Cult? Why waste your time here?
Um? "

Ji Jue leaned on the wheelchair armrest and asked curiously, "Don't you like it?"

I'm afraid it has been many years since anyone has had the courage to say such nonsense in front of Jianyuan.

It wouldn't be surprising even if Jianyuan got furious the next second and pulled out the copper scalp belt to beat himself into a small top.

But to Ji Jue's surprise, Jian Yuan remained calm and didn't care at all. He just asked back:

"How do you know I haven't done that?"

For a moment, Ji Jue was stunned.

Frozen in place.

Because right in front of him, Jianyuan grinned, raised his hand, and took off his face in front of Ji Jue with great skill.

The playful expression remained on that mask-like face.

But the head under the mask showed tragic gaps, deep cracks, and even a cursed light lingering on it.

Beneath the human shell, it seems as if everything has been hollowed out, and the soul temporarily residing inside is suffering from trauma and torture, constantly changing, revealing its true face.

"Life science is very profound. Boy, you are still far from it."

A meaningful, mocking smile appeared on that closed face, and he finally reminded her, "You have twenty-five minutes left."

An afterimage emerged from behind Kenmoto.

Hand holding a cigar cutter, showing it.

Stuck, stuck, stuck.

The countdown begins...

(End of this chapter)