The weapon refiner is not doing her job properly

Chapter 100 Visit
Su Ninglong whispered something in its ear, secretly plotting something.

Sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting dappled patterns of light on the parrot's emerald feathers, making its eyes dart around.

"Two jin." Such an important task must be negotiated to show its great value.

Su Ninglong tapped its mouth. This damn thing, it swallowed two pounds of snow cicadas all by itself, and will become as fat as a ball in the future, unable to fly.

"Half a jin (250 grams)."

"Two jin, no discussion."

"If you want two pounds of snow cicadas, you must achieve good results to receive them."

Bai Cai tilted her head, completely oblivious to the trap in the words, preoccupied with figuring out how to divide the two pounds of snow cicadas she hadn't yet obtained.

It insisted on two jin (1 kg).

"Okay, but if I don't get any results, you can't ask me for snow cicadas."

"Wordy~" This old cabbage is no mere figurehead.

The green parrot fluttered up to a branch, saying, "Wait for my good news, grandpa."

Lei Qingya and Xing Yuan did not stop their deal, remaining silent and somewhat expecting the cabbage to bring unexpected surprises.

In addition, Lei Qingya finally seized the opportunity to ask Su Ninglong how to deal with the two advanced robots.

Su Ninglong had almost forgotten about the payment. They had agreed on two restaurant robots, and since they hadn't delivered them yet, she assumed they had ordered a custom-made one or something.

After all, they've been giving out 300,000 star coins every week, so there's no reason for the two robots to be in arrears for so long.

"How many star coins does an advanced robot cost?"

“Around five million.” Su Ninglong’s shocked pupils prompted Lei Qingya to explain, “Its appearance is customized, and it has many functions: cooking, playing music, driving, and even handling accounts and dealing with guests, all comparable to humans.”

"Let me see what it looks like."

Lei Qingya sent the picture to Su Ninglong.

Su Ninglong was a bit of a mess. The two robots were indeed custom-designed, but one had a scarlet red lip and the other had a dead fish-headed man with super thick lips and dead fish eyes.

Even if you let an AI design something, it wouldn't be this ugly.

Su Ninglong suspects that Lian Xinyi has deviated from the category of carbon-based life forms and has undergone aesthetic mutation.

“What they can do, my Xingyuan can do too! Besides, my Xingyuan is so beautiful, a real pleasure to look at.” Su Ninglong pointed to the two pictures, “Why are they so expensive? Return them and get a refund.”

"Customized items cannot be returned." Lei Qingya shrank his neck, secretly blaming Lian Xinyi in his heart. She was completely lacking in aesthetic sense. Where could those two robot-like figures be placed? They were just meant to scare people.

Su Ninglong took a deep breath, hugged Aoli's big head, scratched Qirui's chin, and pondered.

After a long while, Su Ninglong said, "Take them back first, but don't open them. I'll consider their use later."

Lei Qingya was finally relieved to see that Su Ninglong had accepted the two robots.

……

During this period, even Xin Yi was riding high, receiving attention and adulation wherever he went. The true value of the word "adulation" remains to be seen, but he was certainly not like before, when everyone ignored him.

Even prominent figures in the academy like Song Hu set aside their airs and were willing to chat intimately while maintaining an appropriate distance.

Actually, if you get to know Lian Xinyi a little more, you'll know that he's easy to get along with, loves to laugh and joke, and is also quite lucky. Song Hu has been assigned to a group with Lian Xinyi for the past two days.

The crucial clues for clearing the level and defeating the Mystic Spirit were all obtained by Lian Xinyi after she accidentally stepped on a landmine.

He has little material desire, little ambition, and no vanity. If you send him to deal with the Mystic Spirit, he is willing to put in the effort and act as a vanguard warrior.

For a true genius, Lian Xinyi is actually a good partner, as long as one can tolerate his slightly clumsy way of dealing with things.

Gradually, Song Hu and Lian Xinyi would team up for practice in their spare time to develop their teamwork.

To thank Su Ninglong, Lian Xinyi rushed out immediately after class today.

Song Hu calmly uttered a single word: "Stagnation".

Lian Xinyi immediately slowed down her running, as if she were walking on mud. "Boss Song, I'm going to pick up a package and hang out with my friends."

"The one who lives next to the foreign teacher?" Song Hu had heard him mention it before. Lian Xinyi said that Lei Qingya was his best friend, someone he would entrust his life to.

Song Hu was a little curious about the personalities of Lian Xinyi's friends.

Can I come along?

“You can, but you can’t just say things like that.” Lian Xinyi was wary of Song Hu using his word magic. “Oli is friends with them, and they also have a navigator dog named Qirui. They are not under your word magic control. If you dare to use your special abilities, they will attack you.”

Song Hu: "I am not someone who misuses my abilities."

Lian Xinyi looked down at herself and asked, "Are you even speaking human language?"

Song Hu immediately deactivated his ability.

After recovering, Lian Xinyi rushed to the school gate to pick up the package and carried a sack of things to find Su Ninglong.

Song Hu helped carry the large, light bag; he didn't know what was inside.

The scenery along the way felt both familiar and strange.

Having not been to the ranch for several years, Song Hu felt dazed.

The ranch seems unchanged, yet it also seems different. The winding road leads into the depths of the forest, and more than a dozen small workshops and houses have been added. From a distance, wisps of smoke rise from the chimneys, creating a vibrant atmosphere of life.

Song Hu quietly followed behind Lian Xinyi, withdrawing his gaze from the distance. They had already arrived at the front of the foreign teacher's courtyard.

Without knocking, the door opened, and they stepped inside.

First, they were greeted by the head of a large dog. Ollie's wary gaze turned anthropomorphic disdain upon meeting Lian Xinyi's eyes. Who is this? Here to scam food, drinks, and toys again.

Lian Xinyi was furious; the doll wasn't his, and he was an innocent bystander caught in the crossfire.

Why is Ollie still holding a grudge? The doll is still on the sofa, isn't it?
Lian Xinyi turned to the side and said, "Look, this is a gift for Su Ninglong. You can't bite my butt anymore."

Ollie doesn't bite butts; I was just bluffing him before.

"I'd heard that Principal Yan's dog liked to visit the foreign teacher's place, and it turns out it's true." Song Hu nodded to Ollie, but Ollie only showed him its tail before jumping onto the sofa and resting its head on a doll that looked like itself.

Its gaze was fixed on the child tightening screws on the carpet.

Charlie has a labor class assignment today: screw on some iron bars and then assemble them into a model.

But clumsy Charlie couldn't possibly do such a logical and visual "labor," so he could only ask Su Ninglong for help, who was demonstrating.

After tightening the last screw, Su Ninglong showed it to Charlie, who applauded enthusiastically: "It's exactly the same, sister is amazing."

"Okay, you've seen the demonstration, now it's your turn." Without saying a word, Su Ninglong started disassembling the completed model.

The model scattered, returning to its original state as parts.

Charlie was stunned, tears welling up in his eyes. Just... just like that, it was torn down?

Playing with Charlie is as easy as playing with a dog.

Su Ninglong gave a gentle smile and turned to read her book. Seeing this, Sally immediately coaxed, "Charlie, let's assemble it together. After all, this is your own homework."

Sally, who had taken the money to do her job, was very conscientious. Charlie, who was being manipulated, sniffed and couldn't concentrate for the time being. When he saw Lian Xinyi, he gave a silly smile and said, "Brother Lian."

She didn't call me "sister" anymore, which is an improvement.

Lian Xinyi didn't want to die in front of Song Hu.

"Ahem, Ninglong, are you free? Look what your brother bought for you!"

The pink burlap sack was bulging, and Su Ninglong thought of "online human traffickers" who loved to use pink burlap sacks to house nesting dolls.

Lian Xinyi opened the sack and took out the gifts one by one: blind box dolls, little princess dresses, and Dingding Mouse work clothes sets. Finally, Lian Xinyi tore open the packaging paper bag that Song Hu had been holding for her.

Spicy strips, potato chips, dried fish, and other snacks piled up on the coffee table.

All of them were snacks that "Mom would beat up." Xingyuan's golden eyes flashed with a cold light. He had finally managed to get his little darling to eat on time and give up most of the snacks, but even Xinyi had "brought back her old habits."

Lian Xinyi suddenly felt itchy all over, as if she was being watched by something, but when she looked around, she couldn't find any enemy.

Su Ninglong pounced on the pile of snacks, saying, "Lian Xinyi, you've learned your lesson."

Once she came to her senses, Lian Xinyi said smugly, "I've always been smart, but half of the money came from Shen Zhaoming."

Since starting school, he has received more pocket money, but he hasn't been extravagant enough to buy so many things.

His family circumstances did not allow him to spend extravagantly.

"So it was Brother Shen who gave you the guidance."

"Why do you call me Brother Zhaoming? I call you by my name."

Su Ninglong: "Hehe."

The irony is off the charts!

"I'm going out the day after tomorrow, don't look for me." These were the words Lian Xinyi said to Lei Qingya, who proudly raised his head. "I've been selected to join the mission team."

Lei Qingya: "You're going out too?"

"Also?" Lian Xinyi asked them where they were going on Saturday and Sunday.

"Let's go out then, Ninglong needs to loosen up." Lei Qingya didn't mention where they were going, but he did tell Lian Xinyi not to get into conflicts with anyone on the mission, otherwise the other party could use some tricks to take his life.

Xingyuan suppressed the urge to punch Lian Xinyi and served tea to Lian Xinyi and her companion. "Who is this gentleman?"

"Song Hu".

Xingyuan pretended it was their first meeting and invited him to sit down.

Song Hu politely took off his hat, nodded in greeting, and then sat down on the shiny stone bench.

Silently observing the scenery and people in the courtyard, she wondered, "Isn't the foreign teacher here?"

Just as he finished speaking, Yang Zhu happened to drag a live sheep in, its horns scratching the stone pavement.

"Wow, can we eat lamb again tonight? Stewed lamb, stewed lamb, clear broth lamb, I want to eat this." Ignoring the animal's struggle, Su Ninglong stared at the lamb, swallowing hard, and started ordering.

Yang Zhu pointed at Su Ninglong's forehead, saying, "You're always busy eating and drinking all day long. Five lambs have been added to the sheepfold, and they're bleating from hunger, but I haven't seen you add even a handful of fodder."

Su Ninglong casually brushed her bangs aside, "But I had Qirui and Aoli teach your dogs how to herd sheep, so they made a contribution."

Being with this little baby makes me laugh eight hundred times a day.

Yang Zhu couldn't help but chuckle and decided not to make a fuss. He turned his gaze to Song Hu and said, "It's been a long time. Little Song has grown up so much."

"Hello, foreign teacher." Song Hu touched his nose, stood up and bowed. "I'm sorry I haven't been able to visit you for so long."

"It's nothing, it's nothing. Don't all teachers hope their students can soar through the universe? What brings you here today?" Normally, the students in the inner courtyard would rather crawl into bed and sleep soundly than wander around like this.

Song Hu came empty-handed. "I came with my roommate."

Yang Zhu caught a glimpse of Lian Xinyi, who was discussing the assembly of iron bars with Charlie. It turned out that Xiao Song had also fallen into depravity.

Everything was left unsaid, but the foreign teacher's meaningful gaze stung Song Hu.

But since we've already come this far, there's no way we can back down now and fall out with Lian Xinyi on the spot.

Seeing Song Hu blush with embarrassment, the foreign teacher patted him on the shoulder, "Haha, you're still so serious. Don't worry about it, it's all just a joke. We don't have that many rules here."

Song Hu was left here to eat mutton. While others (including Lian Xinyi) sang and danced, he remained as quiet as a robot, occasionally answering other people's questions.

But if others don't ask, he remains silent.

After observing over a meal, Song Hu came to a conclusion: the people in this courtyard must know the creator of the sacred artifact, or rather, they must have a particularly good relationship with Yun Fei.

Su Ninglong, Lei Qingya, and Xingyuan all have earrings on their ears.

Although the earrings were not all the same, Song Hu, who was also studying art appreciation in the inner courtyard, could immediately see the unity in the design style of the earrings.

If Su Ninglong knew there was such a course as art appreciation, she would definitely have imitated the earrings of other weapon refiners when designing her earrings.

Unfortunately, she wasn't very interested in worldly "art" knowledge, which was mostly for the wealthy and refined, and didn't quite suit her down-to-earth nature and her constant search for delicious food. So even at the age of nine thousand, she still only had a superficial understanding of "art".

After eating the clear mutton soup, Song Hu became even friendlier to Lian Xinyi, but this friendliness was done quietly, and Lian Xinyi was completely unaware of it.

……

Wei Zhen arrived at Zhou Jiaxi's residence again, patted the raindrops off her shoulder, and handed her trench coat to the Zhou family's butler, saying, "Dry it."

The way he bossed people around was very skillful.

The butler took the chair and watched as Wei Zhen sat down on the sofa opposite Zhou Jiaxi. He then directed the servants to leave.

Wei Zhen and Zhou Jiaxi discussed the recent business situation. He spoke eloquently, as if he could already see a bright future ahead.

Zhou Jiaxi listened to his nonsense with a blank expression, then precisely changed the subject, "You recently used people you had planted in the academy, and you got caught and thrown out. I want a reasonable explanation."

"Hehe, you can't fool me." Wei Zhen took a sip of tea and said, "Because I noticed that this Su Ninglong is a bit suspicious. President Zhou, do you know Su Ninglong?"

How could Zhou Jiaxi not know him? He had a deep impression of him. His own son had gotten into trouble, and it was the other party who had smoothed things over.

What he didn't want to mention was that Zhou Yu revealed his stupid side.

A four-year-old child should be innocent and adorable, and humble. But in front of Su Ninglong, his IQ seems to drop to zero, and his envy, jealousy, and hatred are all written on his face.

The contrast was stark; Zhou Jiaxi's son was no match for a bar owner's daughter, which infuriated him so much that he changed his son's caregiver overnight.

Zhou Jiaxi touched the rim of the cup with her fingertip, took a small sip of tea, and asked, "What do you suspect?"

"I suspect she is Yun Fei's illegitimate daughter."

"puff!"

Wei Zhen pulled out a tissue and wiped his cheek. "Mr. Zhou, you disgust me." He snapped his fingers, signaling the Zhou family butler, who was standing some distance away, to come over and tidy up the things and make tea again.

"Your statement is absurd. What did you find to arrive at this conclusion?" Zhou Jiaxi clearly did not believe that Yun Fei had an illegitimate daughter.