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Chapter 44 - Chapter 44: Umu, thank you all for your support, please listen to the following...

"This material is called Divine Iron Ruyi, also known as Heaven-Forged Nine-Turn Refined Iron. It was given to me by a young lady, a Golden-Winged Great Peng named Jialing, as payment for repairing a staff made of the same material. She was crying so sadly at the time, constantly calling out 'Big Sister Great Sage', and my heart softened, so I agreed."

Ryza said, looking very troubled: "But that repair used up almost all of my materials, and this piece of iron is of too high a rank while the quantity is too small, so basically no one can use it. It has been stuck in my hands for over a year. Of course, in terms of performance alone, this is one of the top-tier mythical materials."

"If it's crafted with this material, will it have that ability to freely change size?"

"Of course, but because the mass remains constant, if the volume becomes too large, the density will decrease, and the strength will also decrease. The divine weapon you know weighs 13,500 catties, which is 6.75 tons. It is compressed to the size of a staff, which is why it can reach the level of 'grazing means injury, striking means death'."

As expected, the Golden Cudgel is different. It's absurd that Ryza can even repair this. Should I say it's worthy of Ryza, the Ryza-Ao Tian who found a pot at home and refined the Philosopher's Stone in three months?

After signing a magic contract, Jean handed over 30,000 T-Points to Ryza.

This contract guarantees that the artisan will put in their full effort when performing operations with a success rate, will not cut corners, and will not run away with the money. In short, as long as the first party pays in full, the terms heavily favor the first party.

After receiving the points, Ryza looked like she was on the verge of tears, thanked Jean repeatedly, and appeared full of motivation.

"It will take a total of three days. I will contact you once it's finished. Also, if you want to customize the scabbard and activate the other two promotions, please reserve at least around 10,000 points."

It seems Miss Ryza is very confident about succeeding.

Jean and Shiraori did not linger any longer and left the Workshop. Before leaving, they received another card with Ryza's number on it; this was already the second one Jean had received.

"So how do you use this thing?" Jean flipped through the card, which only had a profile picture and a name. They had thought it was a business card, but it didn't have a number recorded on it.

"You need to buy a phone and insert it. Hmm, let's buy a spatial pouch while we're at it."

"A spatial pouch!"

As a modern person, it had been over a month since the rebirth, and Jean hadn't touched a phone. It did feel lonely sometimes, but when hearing about the spatial pouch, the phone didn't seem so important anymore.

Just like that, following Shiraori, they returned the way they came to the square from earlier.

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After walking only a few steps, Jean saw that familiar violet suit. The 'Hooligan' was walking ahead, holding two small, scantily-clad, petite — boys — in his arms.

With Synesthesia, Jean wouldn't misread those details. No matter how much the art style drew them as girls but insisted they were boys, boys were boys.

And the 'Hooligan' also noticed Jean. Just as he was about to greet them, a silver-haired girl wearing a postman's hat, full postman's gear, and a black cape grabbed the 'Hooligan' by the collar and pinned him to the ground.

Waving her hand to dismiss the two boys, she started beating the 'Hooligan' up: "You were the only one who got lost overseas while going for the trial, and you even got the mission target wrong. At the same time, you disappeared as soon as you got back, and you're actually here picking up boys? Do you know how long I've been waiting for you? Go to the Black Wind Valley and blow for a few months to clear your brain."

Then she grabbed his collar and dragged him away.

However, the Hooligan still showed his backbone. While being dragged on the ground like a dead dog, he shouted: "As expected, women are too terrifying! Especially those older women!!!"

It's just that this bit of backbone turned into even greater harm to himself.

"So that's why he likes young boys." Hearing his words, Jean nodded thoughtfully.

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After that, they didn't encounter anything special; at most, the square was a bit crowded because some event was being held.

Jean and Shiraori arrived at the super mall facing the square, which was also one of the few places in the entire city that sold standard T-Point items.

It is worth mentioning that the most important manifestation of the value difference between Reincarnation Points and T-Points is that items and abilities exchanged for Reincarnation Points cannot leave the Reincarnation World. No matter how many Reincarnation Points a person has, they can ultimately only stay within the Reincarnation World and will forever be just a Reincarnator. Therefore, the essence of shedding the identity of a Reincarnator is obtaining enough T-Points.

This also leads to the extreme scarcity of T-Points, and the corresponding counters are extremely desolate. At the same time, when the sales lady saw Jean and Shiraori arrive, her expression was practically cannibalistic.

However, Shiraori didn't care about that and directly chose the most advanced and most expensive product, priced at five figures, and paid for it.

Just as Jean was about to decline, they saw Shiraori disassemble it into parts on the spot, learn the internal structure, and then use her own spider silk to weave one that was similar, or even looked more advanced.

"Here, this is a gift for you." The aura of a domineering CEO stunned everyone present, and the sales assistant on the side was so shocked that she couldn't even close her mouth.

Jean didn't stand on ceremony either: "Thank you, Sister Shiraori." Then, they put it on their hand.

The wristband-style spatial pouch was indeed unique. The opening wasn't on the wristband itself, but rather the hand wearing the wristband could reach into the storage space anywhere.

Buying a phone wasn't as flamboyant. At the counter, there were all kinds, from brick phones to flip phones, and from smartphones running Symbian to brain implant modules.

In the end, Jean chose a smartphone with a 360° surround screen, which was the highest-grade option besides the internal implants.

Actually, the internal functions of these phones were not much different; it was mainly to ensure they wouldn't seem out of place when entering worlds with different technological levels. Jean even saw a crystal ball at the counter.

After shopping was finished, the two, having strolled for a day, decided to return. Walking out of the mall, they saw the crowd in the entire square becoming even more fanatical.

The loudspeakers were blaring promotional words: "Thank you all for supporting the Unified Strength Assessment System. The Unified Strength System will allow us to live better, reduce unnecessary troubles, and create a better tomorrow together. Finally, we invite His Majesty to perform a song."

Shiraori, seeing this, hurriedly pulled Jean and ran. Moving through the crowd at super-high speed, they arrived at a blue platform and disappeared via teleportation.

Just a few seconds before teleporting, Jean vaguely heard:

"Umu, thank you all for your support. Please listen to the following..."

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—— Small theater near the square ——

Boy A: I'm sorry, Elder Sister, we failed.

Boy B: Damn it, we were just a little bit away from being able to contact the God-High Rank master.

Woman: It's okay, it's okay. Last time we hired that famous V, we successfully delayed their progress. We still have time.

Woman: Our actions are for the happiness of the people. As long as we can defeat that Rome, we have nothing to fear!

(Suddenly, music came from the loudspeakers all around.)

"!#¥%&...%@...#¥%!#¥@#¥%&...&()"

(The three of them died.)

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