Chapter 35 Dusting
There are twelve supreme virtues, the dial divided into twelve hours, and the chosen ones beneath the celestial beings are also divided into twelve stages.

Below the celestial beings, the chosen ones are divided into twelve levels, covering four major areas: inspiration, transformation, rebirth, and transcendence. If placed on a watch dial, there would be exactly one sector every three hours.

Each stage represents one's own height moving closer to the highest good, and each field represents a terrifying change that is completely different from the previous one and is earth-shaking.

According to Ji Jue's cognition and guess, Sister Wen should be an absolute transcendent master, an expert of an expert, but Ji Jue couldn't tell how good she was. As for Lawrence, the old enemy, maybe it was the rebirth realm, between the sixth and ninth levels, the weaknesses of ordinary things had been completely shed, and even if it was crushed into powder, it could grow back instantly.

Unfortunately, he who wanted to rely on dragon blood to break through to the transcendent realm encountered the even more unreasonable Wen Wen, and was completely evaporated from both his physical body and his soul by the dragon thunder.

And Ji Jue... is still a little Karami who has just reached level 1 and doesn't even have a matrix.

A blank slate among blank slates, a newcomer among newcomers.

The type who has just created an account and is still searching for strong professions on the Internet.

For a dog-curling obsessive-compulsive disorder sufferer like Ji Jue, there is nothing more frustrating than seeing a progress bar that doesn't move at all no matter how hard he tries.

If you don't level up for a day, you can still say that you are accumulating merits, but if you don't level up every day...

That's why I'm particularly anxious.

But there's no use in being anxious.

The third level within the first realm of inspiration is all the development and breakthrough of the chosen ones in their own abilities. Except for the areas related to their abilities, they are no different from ordinary people. Eating braised pork rice overnight will cause stomach upset, and being shot in the head will still kill you on the spot.

It is too far away from the realm of punching Lawrence, kicking Lawrence, and destroying Lawrence with dragon breath like Sister Wen.

According to Ye Chun, at this stage, he should work hard to train his abilities until he grows to a certain point, seek new blessings from the Twelve Supreme Beings, and then successfully LVUP.

As a result, I got stuck at the beginning. No one would believe me if I told them, and if they did, they would probably laugh at me. After they laughed at me, it might even be written in some crappy book.

It's even more miserable than a screaming chicken.

What's more, he is nowhere to be seen in the crucial matrix which is the foundation for the Chosen One to make further progress.

Now, after counting the twelve supreme virtues, there are a total of 221 matrices that are enough to achieve heavenly beings in the registrations of various parties. Where would they not be popular? Which one would not have a place for itself?

Maybe the pit came first, and then the carrot appeared.

want to?

Either they are direct members of some large organization, or they have signed an indenture contract that is even more demanding than this, selling their blood, kidneys, and youth for their entire lives to get a spot in the queue.

There are always chosen ones.

Over the years, not to mention the rarest cases of divine selection, there have been countless cases of spontaneous awakenings due to accidental causes, and calls from above due to the infection of the soul caused by contact with certain things.

Unfortunately, there are not many important treasures like the Matrix, which require countless pioneers to try and error out one by one, and then finally fix the order and completely determine it with Shangshan.

Basically, all the slightly better ones are monopolized by large organizations.

There is the Federation on the left, the Empire on the right, Middle-earth in the middle, then there is the Chongguang Church in the distance, the Taiyi Ring nearby, and behind it is Huangji... Those who are really not qualified and who are not willing to see the light of day might as well just rush into some weird place like the Dragon Festival or Nirvana.

There are too many chosen ones who want to make progress but have nowhere to go.

There is no shortage of myself.

Therefore, for the time being, Ji Jue was not in a hurry even if he was stuck at a level.

Isn’t the craftsman’s progress bar always moving anyway?

Whichever one can do the best is the best, right?
Besides, am I not living well?
Having survived the terrorist incident and become Professor Ye's apprentice, it can be said that bad luck has turned into good luck. At least he is no longer unlucky and doesn't have to worry about getting hit by a car when he goes out.

that's nice!

Ji Jue lay on the bed with his hands spread out, feeling extremely relaxed.

Everything was getting better, ever since Lawrence died.

In the future, Xiao Er will be an accountant, I will become an alchemist, and that bastard Lu Feng will continue to repair cars, and we will all have a bright future.

Just like that, he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep amidst his messy thoughts.

A dreamless night.

Under the same night sky, there are still people who stay awake all night.

"That kid has a big problem."

In the office of the building next to the viaduct, a photo taken this afternoon was pushed in front of the table, and the pursuer who had just returned said flatly:
"There's definitely something wrong."

In the photo on the table, in the dim light of the setting sun, the boy riding a Lamborghini stepped on the accelerator, bringing laughter to the girl behind him.

Youthful and beautiful.

"What do you mean?"

The old man behind the table was stunned for a moment, then frowned: "Are you saying that he really has something to do with that woman?"

"Maybe. It's possible."

Qi Qin, a middle-aged man with a stubble on his face, smoked a cigarette and said in a muffled voice: "More than half a month ago, when the Heaven's Chosen Recruitment took place, the biggest event in the entire Ya City was what happened at the Dragon Festival.

Of all the survivors, he was the one who had the closest contact with the woman surnamed Wen... That woman was very tight-lipped about the entire operation, and was vague about it. Is it possible that she wanted to conceal the existence of the Chosen One in the operation?"

"……Are you crazy?"

The old man Jiang Jin was stunned for a moment, then he asked suspiciously: "Are you serious?"

After several decades, the sudden appearance of the Chosen One has caused a stir in the entire Haizhou. In these days, countless people have offered rewards and searched for traces of the Chosen One.

At the same time, it has also aroused the vigilance of more people.

Even though Wen Wen didn't say a word and never said anything about Ji Jue, her several visits could not be hidden from the prying eyes of those who were secretly interested.

In fact, it’s not that no one has doubted that Ji Jue might be the chosen one.

Because almost all the suspects were pulled out, and almost no suspect was left, including Ji Jue. But soon, after a deep investigation, he was the first to be ruled out.

"Get it straight, he's a cursed one!"

Jiang Jin was furious: "You want me to take this thing to report to the other side? Are you crazy? Do you think anyone will believe this nonsense?"

"Such an outrageous thing as the Chosen One has happened... It's not so hard to accept that the cursed one becomes the Chosen One, right?"

Qi Qin pondered for a moment, peeking at the old man's expression, and said with a stiff upper lip: "Besides, even if this man named Ji Jue is not the Chosen One, then he must have some relationship with that woman named Wen, right?"

Jiang Jin was slightly stunned, not knowing what he wanted to say.

"Until yesterday afternoon, I saw them riding on the same motorcycle at Tianmen University. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have thought that the woman could actually laugh."

Qi Qin lit a cigarette and took a deep puff: "Is it possible that she is in love?"

"..."

The corner of Jiang Jin's eye twitched, becoming more spasmodic than before.

Qi Qin continued, "...To be honest, I think that boy looks like a pretty boy. I don't know how many little girls he has deceived. Besides, the iron tree is also a tree. When spring comes, maybe the iron tree will bloom?"

Jiang Jin's expression suddenly changed slightly.

No matter how ridiculous it is, what if it is true?

If that's the case, there's a lot that can be done with that kid.

After all, even in the Security Bureau, there are many people who want to see that guy named Wen get into trouble.

Moreover, if we can really get hold of the handle of this plague god, then the difficulty of making a living in the Beishan area in the future will undoubtedly be reduced a lot.

More importantly, what does 'over there' mean?

"You go out first."

The old man Jiang Jin remained calm, and Qi Qin immediately stood up and left.

After a long time, I heard a voice from behind the door: "Come in."

The old man in the office put down the phone, his expression changed, and after a long while, he said, "Just do as you said, check it out... dig it out for me and figure it out."

He paused, a stern look on his face, "If there is something wrong, solve it. Do you understand?"

If a pretty boy is lucky enough to hook up with Minerva, then he can make use of her to some extent.

Allowing that troublemaker Wen Wen to gain a foothold in the Security Bureau is something that many people do not want to see. The more weaknesses she has, the more at ease everyone will feel.

But if she really trains a strong reinforcement chosen by God... no one knows how big a mess it will cause!

"Don't worry, boss."

Qi Qin grinned, revealing two rows of smoke-yellow teeth, "I'm a professional."

In this way, he patted his chest and made the promise shamelessly.

And then……

The days of imprisonment have begun.

Putting aside what kind of explosive information the guy who was secretly lurking wanted to dig out from Ji Jue, it was undoubtedly not a wise idea to simply follow a curly dog ​​who would not even give up his life when seeing credits, papers and grades.

Especially when this curly dog ​​was put on a leash and taken to be a graduate student before he even graduated...

It will become more curly.

The fake daily life of graduate students: shaking test tubes in a brightly lit and well-equipped laboratory, looking at the inexplicable liquid inside, and nodding and smiling in front of the camera with colleagues next to them.

The real daily life of graduate students: picking up trash, doing hard labor, and clearing dust.

Depending on the situation, you may have to take care of your mentor's children, participate in the junior high school science and technology research and development competition where it is said that there are many big guys and PhDs are worse than dogs, cook and do laundry, and maybe even sacrifice your chastity and body.

Fortunately, Professor Ye never got married and had no children. His only niece was his senior. In addition to simply being interested in studying Ji Jue's body, mind, soul and abilities, and wanting to throw him into the furnace or put him on the dissection table, he had no other needs.

Therefore, the alchemy apprentice Ji Jue, who had just started work on his first day, had to run errands to buy milk tea for the senior sister in charge of supervision, bring lunch, play games with her, and chat about gossip. The rest of his time was spent on...

Do the hard labor!
(End of this chapter)