Huo Yuhao and Gu Yuena did not return directly to the academy. Instead, they went to the Mecha Designer Association. But as soon as they arrived, they were caught in the lobby by the new president, Xia Haoxuan.
"Yuhao, when are you planning to take the Grade Four exam?"
Xia Haoxuan looked at Huo Yuhao speechlessly. "If you keep putting it off, don't blame me for directly promoting you. Everyone in the association knows your level is sufficient. No one would have any objections."
This kid really didn't care about professional grades at all. He clearly could have advanced long ago, but he wasn't in a hurry.
But Huo Yuhao wasn't in a hurry — he was!
Fame should be achieved early. He was still waiting to introduce Huo Yuhao and Gu Yuena to his teacher at headquarters. The more genius the two were, the better. That way, he could strive for more resources for them.
Anyway, they were geniuses of the Spirit Transmission Tower. Who would dare touch them?
If anyone dared to touch these two, heaven and earth might be turned upside down.
Huo Yuhao was startled, then smiled. "Alright. Let's do it today."
The staff members and designers who had been quietly watching from the sidelines: "..."
A Grade Four professional at this age... when association headquarters found out, someone was going to go crazy.
No, some of them had already gone crazy.
A few people turned their heads to look at a certain corner.
There, Xia Haoxuan's disciple silently walked toward his manufacturing room, his thoughts in turmoil.
After today, what would Teacher Xia Haoxuan say again?
Huo Yuhao was Grade Four now. Should he also make a breakthrough?
But he couldn't do it!
Not that he felt any stress about it, though.
Huo Yuhao was a monster. Why compare yourself to him?
Just lie flat, slack off, and go at your own pace!
In the end, under Xia Haoxuan's observation, Huo Yuhao completed the design and manufacturing of a Grade Four soul tool and received two Grade Four professional badges from the latter.
The members of the Mecha Designer Association understood.
After all, they were already used to it.
At the Blacksmithing Association, Zheng Tianlin forged in the forging room for a while but couldn't calm down.
He had always been proud. Fawning over others wasn't his habit. Besides, what did it matter that the other was a Grade Three Manufacturer and a disciple of the former president? The gap between him and the other wasn't that big...
Thinking this, Zheng Tianlin walked out of the forging room with a gloomy face. As soon as he stepped out, he suddenly heard discussions from nearby.
"Did you hear? That Tang Wulin completed Thousand-Forging!"
"You mean that nine-year-old child? How is that possible?"
"Really. The president personally gave him his Grade Three badge!"
Zheng Tianlin was stunned. Looking at the Grade Three badge on his own clothes, his mind became a bit chaotic.
What were they talking about? He couldn't understand. Completing Thousand-Forging at that age and becoming a Grade Three blacksmith... were they joking?
Then what did that make him?
Mu Xi, walking out of another forging room, also heard the discussions. Her expression was complicated.
Why did she always run into monsters?
Huo Yuhao was one. That Gu Yuena she had heard she was a nine-year-old Grade Three Designer also a geek. And Tang Wulin, whom she regarded as a rival...
She suddenly felt that comparing herself to others was meaningless.
There were too many monsters in the world. She couldn't compete with them all.
Tang Wulin walked out of the Blacksmithing Association with his Grade Three blacksmith badge. Thinking of how Mu Chen had wanted to keep him there and the stiff expression on his face when he refused, he silently apologized.
Now, he was a member of the Spirit Transmission Tower. He had to have his own position!
Thinking this, Tang Wulin looked at the Grade Three blacksmith badge in his hand.
Thousand-Forging — he could actually have done it much earlier.
But Teacher Mang Tian had said that before he had enough strength, he should try to keep a low profile to avoid attracting the attention of bad people.
However, after joining the Spirit Transmission Tower, when he was arranged to study under a blacksmith named Wu Yu, the other had seen through his foundation.
Then, after chatting and learning the reason, Teacher Wu Yu had said a few things.
"We don't cause trouble, but we're not afraid of it either!"
"Don't hide your Thousand-Forging. Show your talent to the fullest! The Spirit Transmission Tower can protect its own geniuses!"
"You can go back and ask your forging teacher. He will agree as well."
And indeed, as Teacher Wu Yu had said, when Teacher Mang Tian learned that he had officially joined the Spirit Transmission Tower, his voice became complex and complicated, but he still said in a gentle tone:
"Wulin, listen to him. Since you've joined the Spirit Transmission Tower, do your best. Don't hide your talent! But be careful — don't become arrogant and let vanity vanity affect you!"
So Tang Wulin decided to hide it no more. He went to the Blacksmithing Association and obtained his Grade Three blacksmith badge.
"If things continue at this pace, in a few years, I should be able to help everyone..."
Tang Wulin muttered as he started counting on his fingers.
According to Teacher Wu Yu, Teacher Mang Tian was a Grade Six blacksmith, but he had been taking low-level quests lately. He was suffering from hidden injuries sustained while Spirit Forging. He needed heavenly treasures rich in vitality to supplement his body, which had been damaged by Spirit Forging...
Spirit Transmission Tower members who reached a certain level could apply for Water of Life — apparently a treasure produced by the Star Dou Great Forest. That should be able to help Teacher Mang Tian. But he needed to reach that level first.
As for the Spirit Transmission Master uncle's storage ring — the largest capacity storage soul tool wasn't something he could obtain right now. But a smaller one — by doing more forging quests for the Spirit Transmission Tower, he could buy it. He would find an opportunity to give it to him. It would be convenient for daily life...
Captain Guang Long had joined the Mecha Brigade and needed a mecha. In the future, he could try to help build one.
Captain Guang Biao was already at Black-Grade... could he build the legendary Red-Grade mecha?
Thinking of this, Tang Wulin suddenly smiled helplessly and stopped his thoughts.
Really — aiming too high. The teacher had already warned him not to become arrogant and complacent.
Arriving at the residential building near the Spirit Transmission Tower, Tang Wulin walked to his front door and called out:
"Dad, Mom, I'm home."
His father and mother had already moved to the Spirit Transmission Tower's family apartment building. They had also found jobs at the Spirit Transmission Tower.
And not far from this building was the Eastsea Spirit Transmission Tower. He had heard that its tower master was the only Title Douluo in Eastsea City!
This was the safest place in Eastsea. His family would never encounter that kind of incident again!
Tang Ziran opened the door. Seeing Tang Wulin, his face broke into a smile. "You're back? Come in. Your mother has already made dinner. Eat before you go back to school."
Tang Wulin's eyes lit up. "Okay!"
Father and son entered the house together. Tang Ziran lagged a step behind, looking at Tang Wulin, who seemed to be in a good mood. His own feelings were complicated.
He hadn't expected that in the end, they would have to rely on Wulin to protect them. As a father, he felt quite ashamed.
Sighing inwardly, Tang Ziran spoke:
"Wulin, you've been earning money. Is there something you want to buy? Father and mother have been working very smoothly lately. We can help you."
Tang Wulin's movements paused. His expression became stiff and stiff.
Oh no. The Golden Dragon King's seal!
He had been so "happy here that he forgot home" — he had almost forgotten about this!
Thinking this, Tang Wulin quickly calculated his savings.
Money he had earned recently, the Spirit Transmission Tower's subsidies, the subsidies for blacksmiths to purchase spiritual items to improve their physical condition, the incentive rewards from advancing to Grade Three blacksmith... and so on.
After carefully calculating the money he had, Tang Wulin sighed in relief.
The Spirit Transmission Tower gave a lot of subsidies. Plus the money he had earned from forging over the past few months, it was enough. He would go buy it later.
After all, as members of the Spirit Transmission Tower, they might be short of other things, but they were definitely not short of money!
But if, when buying the spiritual items, a senior from the Spirit Transmission Tower asks me what I need them for, how should I answer?
Tang Wulin was somewhat conflicted.
"Old Tang" hadn't harmed him. He was just an amnesiac pitiful person. It wouldn't be good to expose him, would it?
But lying to those Spirit Transmission Tower seniors who had shown him so much care — his conscience would also be uneasy...
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