Chapter 186 Leftovers

"Seventeen seconds!"

"As expected of Brother Zhou!"

"Great!"

As soon as Ji Jue opened the door, he saw cheers and applause coming from the lounge which was full of people.

Everyone gathered together, as if they were playing something.

He immediately took a breath of cold air. He hadn't seen such dense spiritual fluctuations since he left the workshop. They came from everyone. Almost everyone had several pieces of alchemical equipment, large and small.

It's really jeweled.

But along with the sound of the door being pushed open without any knocking, many people in the room turned around and looked at the uninvited guest, full of confusion: Why did someone come now?

Who called the duck?

"Oh, it's so lively."

Ji Jue closed the door with his backhand and smiled friendly: "What are you playing?"

In the brief silence, he heard a shocked roar, which made everyone freeze in place.

“Ji Jue!!!!”

Ji Jue looked up in surprise.

Look over.

Subconsciously took a deep breath.

This familiar feeling, this refreshing call, and this heart-wrenching cry...

It's back, it's all back!

In this foreign land with no one to turn to, Ji Jue felt so moved that he almost burst into tears, as if he had returned home.

I miss you, prison tower!

With joy, he strode forward, grabbed Lou Feng's hand and shook it vigorously.

"Long time no see, Lao Lou, how are you?"

What the hell do you think?

"not good at all."

Lou Feng's face turned pale and he subconsciously tried to break free, but the hand holding him was like an iron clamp and it was difficult to break free for a while, which made him even more angry - damn it, it's not a big deal that Fei Gong is the one!
Although it is truly amazing...

"Although you are not good, I am fine!"

Ji Jue said in a shocking voice: "Aren't you happy for me?"

Lou Feng was so angry that he almost laughed. He no longer cared about the self-restraint and quality he had maintained for twenty years. He squeezed out a voice from between his teeth: "Go to hell!"

"Nice to meet you too!"

Ji Jue smiled as usual, shook hands and hugged shoulders, and said enthusiastically: "Oh, you've gained a lot of weight. You've eaten a lot recently, and you've become a lot whiter!"

Under the stunned and strange looks of the people around him, Lou Feng's face could no longer hold back.

On the sofa, Zhou Cheng, a young man who was just surrounded by many apprentices, glanced at the strange looks of the two and became more curious: "Why don't you introduce them?"

"Do I need an introduction?"

Lou Feng sneered and pointed at the extremely kind face beside him, "Chaosheng Workshop, Ji Jue, haven't you all heard of your great name for a long time?"

In an instant, there was dead silence, sudden and sudden.

Swallowed everyone.

"The sound of the tide?"

Someone was stunned and said, "Doesn't that mean..."

Isn't it something?
No one spoke anymore.

It was as if I was suddenly thrown into an ice cellar, and I subconsciously shrank for a moment.

Then, when he looked at Ji Jue, his expression changed slightly: fear, doubt, shock, contempt...

Even undisguised hatred and resistance.

In just a few seconds, the eye expressions were so rich that they almost won all the golden men of the entire session, which really amazed Ji Jue. At the same time, it was really hard to have any hope for the popularity of his lineage in the industry.

“…Everyone here is a friend.”

In this depressing atmosphere, Zhou Cheng forced a smile and said, "Sit down, everyone."

Unfortunately, no one offered their seat to him. Instead, they glanced at Ji Jue coldly.

Ji Jue didn't care at all, he just dragged a chair over and sat down, not paying any attention to the resistance. Lou Feng finally broke free, took a glance at the situation, felt something was wrong, and instinctively moved a little further away.

Move a little further.

"Hey, I've heard of your name for a long time. I didn't expect you to be a disciple of the Chaosheng Workshop."

Zhou Cheng chatted indifferently, looking at Ji Jue's appearance. After noticing the fluctuations of spiritual essence in him that were not enough to transform, he recalled that Lou Feng had said that he had joined the workshop for less than a year. His expression seemed to relax slightly for a moment.

He took the things on the table and invited:

"Try?"

When the people around heard this, they all looked like they were enjoying a good show.

"I've never seen this before. What is this?"

Ji Jue took it nonchalantly, held it in his hands and looked at it, and seemed to hear the sneers coming from the crowd.

A bumpkin is a bumpkin.

Zhou Cheng smiled and said, "These are just some small things sold by Taiyi Ring. They are for the craftsmen to practice with. They can be used as a pastime occasionally."

Ji Jue looked at the Rubik's Cube-like creation in his hand, feeling the intricate structure inside, and even the discontinuous spiritual circuits, which seemed to be constantly changing as they rotated.

After the spiritual essence was input at this moment, the magic box started to move on its own. The internal spiritual essence circuits pieced together to randomly generate a complex spiritual essence lock.

It really opened Ji Jue's eyes.

He had never seen such a gadget before.

It is equivalent to a randomly generated math puzzle. The user needs to unlock the internal spiritual lock as quickly as possible, guide the spiritual circuit, and make up for the missing.

At this moment, it is running at full capacity, with four layers of structure nested, which is quite difficult.

Even more secretive is the emblem of Supreme Good that is accumulated within.

I'm afraid that if the problem cannot be solved for a while, something will happen and the game will fail.

"Then I'll try."

Ji Jue smiled naively, lowered his head, and twisted the thing in his hand. However, with the clicking sound, the spiritual circuit inside was connected and disconnected, and it was always difficult to take shape.

Finally, there was a helpless sigh.

"It's too complicated, how can I solve it?"

Under the expectant gazes of the crowd, he said with emotion: "Are you kidding me?"

Suddenly, uncontrollable laughter broke out.

"It's indeed a bit difficult. I'm afraid it's a problem of level."

Zhou Cheng smiled jokingly, reached out to take it, and started to take it apart in front of Ji Jue. His movements were so fast and skillful that it was breathtaking.

However, as he continued to untie the knot, the smile on his face gradually froze.

Can't be solved.

Completely, unsolvable.

No matter how I tried and calculated, there was always something wrong. It was completely different from before. The lock inside seemed to be constantly changing, as if it had come alive.

It was not until he finally untied the outermost layer with sweat and effort that he discovered that there were six more layers inside!

"what happened?"

Ji Jue asked curiously, full of expectation: "What does it look like after it is solved? Can you let me see it? Is it really a problem of level?"

“……” Zhou Cheng’s expression twitched.

"No, no, no, no?"

Ji Jue was shocked: "Can't you solve it? Is it so difficult?"

boom!
Suddenly, a loud noise burst out from Zhou Cheng's hand without any warning, which made everyone tremble with fear, and then they saw thick smoke coming out from the gap.

Zhou Cheng screamed in pain and let go subconsciously.

I saw that the Rubik's Cube had turned red hot.

Then, right in front of him, Ji Jue reached out and picked up the Rubik's Cube. He didn't care about the heat that was comparable to that of a furnace, and twisted it left and right casually.

In the spreading heat, the mechanism suddenly shook, and all the disordered spiritual circuits resumed their rotation perfectly.

The seven layers of spiritual locks were unlocked one by one.

A bright light flickered from the fingertips. "I guess, this is it?"

Ji Jue smiled and looked around, "Excuse me, am I doing it right?"

Zhou Cheng's expression twitched.

No words were spoken.

The looks from the people around him became more subtle.

You bastard, you came here to show off, right?!
Ji Jue had no interest in explaining to them whether it was his first time playing.

It's just a toy.

Now, he could probably understand why Professor Ye didn't give this to him - it was too childish and he shouldn't touch it after leaving preschool.

And, whether it is for the deus ex machina or for a bastard like Ji Jue who is always obsessed with death... it is not difficult at all!

This kind of kindergarten-level spiritual lock was already beyond the scope of the textbooks and real test questions when Ji Jue was first introduced to the art of dissociation.

No, if I think about it this way, what kind of hell am I living every day? !
Ji Jue suddenly felt that he had to bear too much pressure and homework at his age, which should not be borne by an apprentice. You guys, you don't play games every day like you're on vacation, do you?
It can only be said that there is no harm without comparison.

Ji Jue looked at the sense of relaxation on everyone's body, and suddenly felt a sense of envy as if he had eaten a lemon.

But since no one is hiding it, there is no need for me to act like a gentleman.

"What's going on? Everyone?"

Ji Jue leaned back in his chair and asked curiously, "Why don't you say anything? Is it because you don't like it? What other tricks do you have? A killing stick, a show of force... why not bring them all out?"

He couldn't wait any longer.

"It's just a game, we were all joking." Zhou Cheng's expression froze for a moment, and he forced a smile: "We can all get to know each other, maybe we can look out for each other in the future."

"It's so fucking boring!"

Behind him, the woman who was watching coldly was already impatient, "Why are you wasting so much time talking to him?"

She glanced at Ji Jue, not trying to hide her disgust: "These days, it's really hard. Anyone can think that they can become a craftsman by finding a workshop...

"Each each other."

Ji Jue yawned, not caring at all.

"You can't rely on this face, right?"

The fat man next to her sneered, "Maybe she's a male concubine."

"What about you? On your butt?"

Ji Jue smiled and asked, "A tight groin is also an advantage, don't be embarrassed... After all, with your appearance, it's hard for me to find other advantages in you."

"Grandson, don't f*cking seek death!"

The fat man's face flushed, "Don't you even look at where this big tail maggot came from!"

"Excuse me, who are you?" Ji Jue said in a dull tone, "Before I start any trouble, please let me know your name."

"I……"

"Forget it, you scumbag, it's better not to pollute my ears by telling others about it."

Ji Jue waved his hand nonchalantly, ignoring those angry or indifferent faces, "I'm not interested in dealing with people who are uglier than me."

Locker room bullying, huh?
He has seen so much since he was a child.

But... why do people always think that a child with no relatives or friends must be a soft persimmon that is easy to bully?
Great, let's take advantage of him and extract some emotional value from his tears!

Unfortunately, those who think this way have never succeeded once.

"To be honest, I don't really understand."

Ji Jue sighed, pinched his chin, and asked curiously: "It's obviously the first time we meet, why are you so hostile to a newcomer?"

No one responded.

There were only a few sneers in the cold and disgusted silence.

Ji Jue didn't expect them to give him an explanation, but he could find it himself.

"I guess there must be some reasons."

He raised his hand, his fingertips passed across the faces, and suddenly he sighed, "Could it be that all of your workshops or elders have been beaten by my teacher?"

In an instant, everyone's faces in the lounge became uglier.

Including Zhou Cheng, who kept forcing a smile to maintain his composure.

Grit your teeth.

"…Is it that the theory you are so proud of has been refuted and is worthless? Or is it that the work you have worked so hard on has been treated as garbage? Or, is it simply that you are a defeated opponent who is not even worthy of a name?

Hmm, can’t it be that they all exist?”

Ji Jue nodded and laughed happily: "It doesn't matter. It's normal for a loser to bark and bully a child. I can understand you. If the master has something to do, the disciple should do the work!"

He paused for a moment, and finally sighed with regret: "After all, your elders may not dare to fart when they see my teacher, right?"

boom!
Across the table, Zhou Cheng could no longer control his anger and punched the table, emitting spiritual fluctuations: "Ji, you better watch your fucking words!"

"Hmm? Did I say anything bad?"

Ji Jue asked in confusion, "Don't overreact. After all, in my opinion, everyone here is not even raw material at best... Do you pay attention to your tone when you speak to leftovers?"

"Sure enough, the old man surnamed Ye also raised a mad dog."

Behind Zhou Cheng, the furious woman was shaking with anger, squeezing out a voice from between her teeth: "Bastards just don't follow the rules!"

boom!
Everyone’s eyes blurred.

There seemed to be a flash of silver light...

Then, two overlapping loud noises were heard, and in the spreading strong wind, the woman had disappeared, along with the fat man next to her who was talking nonsense.

It flew backwards and hit the wall.

Deep in the trap!

Amid the wailing, a shrill scream was heard.

Scarlet gushed out.

In the falling dust, sticky blood spurted out from her face, and amidst her terrified screams, gaping cracks spread out to both sides of her lips, with flesh and blood rolling.

"Tsk..."

Ji Jue lowered his eyes and looked at the ray of silver light hanging from his fingertips. The silver light was like a thread, and the end was like a fishhook, with a small piece of flesh and blood hanging on it.

His brows suddenly furrowed.

After all, it has just been released and there is no time to adapt to the controls, so it will lack flexibility in subtle areas.

I originally said to cut off the entire tongue...

"Ji Jue!!!"

Zhou Cheng turned back in surprise, and the moment he realized what was happening, he flew into a rage: "How dare you do this here?!"

"I think that at this point, there is no need to talk nonsense anymore."

Ji Jue slowly propped himself up and hooked his hand. The mercury in the toolbox surged and flowed out, glowing everywhere.

He looked around the dead silent room and asked one last question: "Before we go through the process and start, let me ask one more question: Is there anyone else who plans to withdraw?"

In the brief silence, there was a faint sound of swallowing saliva.

Many people who were too lazy to get involved took two steps back, or simply pushed the door open and walked out. It was unclear whether they didn't want to cause trouble, or were in a hurry to report the news and ask for help.

But it doesn't matter.

Ji Jue looked at the dozen or so opponents left in the room who shared the same hatred for the enemy and nodded with satisfaction.

What did Professor Ye say?

He looked at Zhou Cheng who was close by.

Suddenly, he smiled.

Zhou Cheng had no time to react, and even wanted to open his mouth to say something harsh.

But in an instant, Ji Jue had already rushed forward without any greeting. In the multiplying speed of the transcendent vision, the indifferent face quickly enlarged in the diffusing pupils, covering everything.

Without thinking, wave!

Snapped!
Amidst the crisp sound of the slap, the sound of the jaw bone breaking was heard at the same time.

Zhou Cheng's eyes went dark, he staggered and almost fell, but then Ji Jue grabbed him by the collar and threw him out mercilessly, hitting the fat man who was still wailing, like a meteorite, in the stomach, making the fat man's eyes almost pop out of his sockets and faint completely.

Then, in the flying dust, Zhou Chengcai heard a sudden voice coming from not far away.

"…I remember, 'bear humiliation and endure hardship for the public good'!"

Ji Jue smiled warmly and assured them: "Don't worry, I will definitely teach you this principle next time."

(End of this chapter)