A Top Scholar in Everything-Chapter 67: Undercurrent (Request for Recommendation Votes)
Chapter 67: Chapter 67: Undercurrent (Request for Recommendation Votes)
Regular Customers Snack Bar.
After Pang Fei finished his seventy-fifth plate of spicy squid, Baiyu couldn’t help but change his expression: "Did you not eat for a year and decide to mooch off me? Damn it, I’m usually the one mooching. I’m losing big today."
With his mouth full of food,
Pang Fei mumbled, "These ordinary foods contain too little Blood Qi, so naturally, I need to eat more. You’re not a Martial Artist, so you don’t understand our struggles."
"There’s no need to be so blatant if you’re mocking me."
Baiyu rolled his eyes upward, turning his gaze to the side.
"Now for a brief news update:
Recently, there have been several cases of missing persons in the city.
The missing are mostly male, aged fifteen to thirty-five, and notably bald. It is suspected that a gang is selectively committing these crimes.
The government advises men with these characteristics to stay safe, minimize outings, and try to wear wigs when going out.
Friends worried about middle-aged hair loss need not worry, we have prepared anti-hair loss products..."
The news report on TV caught Baiyu’s attention.
"Uncle Pang, do you think these recent disappearances are related to extraordinary events?" Baiyu wondered out loud.
Pang Fei glanced at the TV, "If ordinary people commit crimes, the police usually handle it quickly. When they can’t solve or deal with a case, it often means there’s influence from Martial Artists or something extraordinary."
"Is no one dealing with this? Thirty people are already missing," Baiyu pointed to the TV.
"The most important thing right now is the Linjiang City college entrance exam and Erza’s arrangements, everything else takes a backseat. Most resources are used to maintain exam order, clearing the venue. Every year, there’s always some hooligan causing trouble during exams, nothing new."
"Alright then."
Baiyu took out a fist-sized magic cube: "What do you think Master Qiong means by this?"
"No deeper meaning. Desperate times call for desperate measures. Taking out the Heart of the Dance proves her situation is dire.
The Qiong Family has lost too many people.
If she doesn’t find a stable backing before her death, the Qiong Family will be in danger after she’s gone.
Qiong Jiu alone can’t hold it together."
Pang Fei saw the situation clearly.
The Qiong Family has been neutral for so many years, suddenly willing to give up Erza, only because they’re at their wit’s end.
This legendary ship can’t just be given away.
Baiyu’s teacher is Qiong Jiu, who has the grace of passing down knowledge.
Plus, his parents were once representatives of the main war faction, meritorious in the Celestial Essence War.
Meeting both conditions is too difficult.
Such a special identity made Qiong Yue willing to pay a lot.
There’s no such thing as a free lunch, everything is an exchange of interests, not to mention this free lunch is poisoned.
"So can this thing make Erza do whatever you want?"
Baiyu touched the magic cube known as the Heart of the Dance.
"It can’t. Any instruction you give through the Heart of the Dance must be approved by Qiong Yue.
She is the controller of Erza.
As for you... at most a backup.
For now, just treat it like a magic cube toy."
Pang Fei ruthlessly shattered Baiyu’s fantasies of firing cannons.
The meal went by quickly.
It cost a full five thousand Imperial Coins.
Once Pang Fei had eaten and drank his fill, he patted his belly with satisfaction:
"Starting tomorrow, Qiong Jiu and I will be responsible for your training. For the next two months, we will help you train as efficiently as possible.
The college entrance exam is what’s most important.
Once you get into Kyoto Magic University, you’ll realize how small Linjiang really is."
Baiyu nodded.
Pang Fei drank quite a bit tonight. When men get drunk, they tend to reminisce.
So, on their way back,
Pang Fei finally, as usual, began bragging about the past...
"Back in the shelter, your dad was a rookie. The first time he encountered the Barbarian Race, he couldn’t even stand steady."
"I went up and grabbed that three-meter-tall barbarian, tore him apart like tearing bacon. Do you know what look your dad gave me? He was scared stiff, hahaha."
"Later, that jerk improved rapidly, becoming a Tier Four Martial Artist in a year, so I could only be evenly matched with him."
It wasn’t until they reached the residential area downstairs.
Pang Fei was still recounting his tales of slipping in and out seven times from the encirclement of hundreds of thousands of otherworldly beings, terrifying the enemy commander, painting the sky with blood.
"Don’t look at your Uncle Pang like this now, I used to be quite reckless."
"You should rest early, you have a lot to do tomorrow."
Thump.
Before he finished, Baiyu laid him down on the bed.
A couple of seconds later.
The bed was already resonating with thunderous snores.
Only then did Baiyu go to the adjacent bedroom alone, and his consciousness sank into the Scholar Space.
Cang Yan was deep asleep, completely absent in presence.
He walked to the lottery screen.
With the completion of this task, along with the chance saved from last time, he now had two opportunities to draw the lottery.
A two-draw chance might yield something, right?
Taking a deep breath.
Baiyu concentrated, starting the lottery draw!
The screen rolled for a few seconds before slowly coming to a stop.
What appeared was a formula.
[Ancient Quenching and Forging Technique]
Type: Support Spirit Technique
Quality: Rare
Requirements: Main ingredients are Blood Tempering Pill, Skin Tempering Pill, Bone Tempering Pill. Auxiliary ingredients can include Clear Heart and Bright Eyes Pill, Blood Opening Pill, Protective Pill, Muscle Relaxing and Blood Circulation Pill. The main preparation process and dosages are as follows...
Effect: Refine Blood Qi, polish muscles and bones, open Qi veins and gather essence.
Note: Practice, practice, practice! As long as it doesn’t kill you, train to the limit, train until you’re tough, train until you’re resilient!
"The rare quality lottery is indeed different. Compared to the gaudy ordinary ones, it finally didn’t draw something too bizarre."
Baiyu felt a joy in his heart and proceeded to the second draw.
And this time.
He extravagantly drew a stone.
The note said it was a common rock, plain and unremarkable.
Indeed.
Jinxing yourself is never right.
The Ancient Quenching and Forging Technique should be for use by those below Martial Artists to refine Blood Qi and open Qi veins, perfectly usable now.
This dispelled the frustration of pulling trash in the second draw.
Having used up the lottery chances he had accumulated twice,
Baiyu then went to the mission screen, accepting a Nightmare Difficulty task.
The Nightmare Difficulty mission required Baiyu to go to the fourth floor of the First High School library and read the "Spiritual Technique: Forbidden Scroll," with rewards of academic knowledge points and credits.
Of course.
As Nightmare Difficulty, it wouldn’t be as simple as just reading a book.
The system also gave a hint.
It advised Baiyu to attempt it after gaining the opportunity for immersive reading.
Thus, this past week, Baiyu had been busy completing elite tasks, finally earning the chance for immersive reading.
Silently noting down the Ancient Quenching and Forging Technique.
Baiyu glanced at his meager balance, feeling a bit troubled.
Even the richest family doesn’t have leftover food supplies.
Currently, there’s about over a million left in his account. Just checked on the Martial Artist trading network for those pills’ prices, each costing over a hundred thousand.
This means each Quenching and Forging session would cost two to three hundred thousand, and after a few sessions, his wallet would be empty.
Auxiliary materials haven’t even been accounted for.
As for real estate, it can’t be casually sold; living off savings is unfeasible.
"Why doesn’t the Scholar Space come with an affluent system feature, where every breath earns money?" Baiyu internally grumbled, adding making money to his agenda.
In these two months’ time.
Not only must he study and improve, but he must also earn money.
Speaking of,
he also has to conveniently investigate whether Bruce had accomplices.
Though that guy was humanely obliterated by the Armstrong Rotary Accelerator Jet Vibration Cannon, it’s still essential to remain vigilant and guarded.
After all.
A cautious man never exposes a flaw to an opponent!
