The Artifact Forger from the Beginning of Collapse

"So you mean this invitation was given to you by Black Tower, the 83rd Intellectual Envoy of the Genius Club, and then you were asked to pass it on to me?" Chen Li asked, sitting in the reception room, as he opened the invitation and looked at the elegant handwriting.

Chen Li believed that the invitation was written by Black Tower itself, because the text on the letter inside the envelope read: Invitation to the Genius Club.

Indeed, there were no words of welcome; it seemed to simply state a fact.

“Yes. I can sense traces of the flow of intelligence within you, it’s quite amazing. Hello, my name is Screw Gum, the 76th seat in the Genius Club. Welcome to the Genius Club.” Screw Gum, the mechanical duke of the Screw Clan and owner of Screw Star, extended his right hand to Chen Li.

"Hello. Chen Li, the master craftsman of rare artifacts. It's a pleasure to meet you," Chen Li replied in return.

"Artifact Forger, is that your profession?"

"Yes. A profession capable of fabricating miracles. And also an outsider. I think you might have noticed that."

“A stranger? Indeed. Both Ms. Black Tower and I investigated your past before handing you this invitation, but we only found that you seemed to have had contact with Ms. Robin, as if you appeared out of thin air. So both Ms. Black Tower and I are very interested in you,” Screw Goom nodded.

“I knew that if geniuses wanted to find out, they couldn’t hide this kind of thing. So… Mr. Screws, you came to me with this invitation letter, it can’t just be an invitation for me to join the Genius Club, right?” Chen Li said as he slowly put the letter written by Black Tower himself into his mouth.

Under the watchful eye of Screw Gum, Chen Li savored the letter and "read" the curiosity in Black Tower's heart when he wrote those words.

The process of reading a book is like this: by carefully savoring its flavors, one can even discern some of the author's psychological state and emotions at the time of writing.

Because words can often reveal emotions.

For example... "A Eulogy for My Nephew".

Screw Gum wasn't surprised by this; after all, he was a genius, so anything he did was perfectly reasonable.

"Yes, Ms. Black Tower wants to know why you are qualified to be invited to the Genius Club, and... wants to observe your behavior to judge whether you are good or evil. Although judging geniuses by good and evil is somewhat arrogant, but..."

“I understand. The Genius Club doesn’t have any bad ones, but it does have some bad ones.” Chen Li expressed his deep understanding.

Those who can join the Genius Club are all geniuses recognized by the esteemed scholar, and they often achieve outstanding results in one or many fields.

Their inventions may benefit the world, but they can also nearly destroy it.

When geniuses want to find collaborators, they naturally look for geniuses with a normal mind.

"I'm glad you understand," Screw Gum said politely and elegantly.

As a mechanical gentleman, ScrewGumm prefers to be honest with everyone.

At least he did not hide his purpose for coming.

"Since you're curious about why I'm qualified to be invited to the Genius Club, then I'll show you." Considering that the members of the Genius Club might become his big clients in the future, Chen Li decided to put on a show.

"right here?"

"right here."

“Okay, I’ll wait and see.” Screw Gum nodded.

Screw Gumu didn't gather much information about Chen Li in a short period of time, but it included the fact that after Chen Li was received by the God of Wisdom due to an unknown event, everyone on the planet suffered from insomnia for a day.

Although rumors circulated that this was a manifestation of the God of Wisdom, and that reading during this period of "insomnia" would lead to faster learning, thus sparking a learning craze, Screws clearly did not believe it.

How could the effect of a genius meeting the God of Wisdom be so great that it causes the entire planet to lose sleep?

How incredibly bored must that genius be to compel the God of Wisdom to perform such a miracle?

"Um... Screw Gum, do you and Black Tower and those other geniuses have any group chats or anything like that?" Chen Li asked.

“No, but there is separate communication.” Screw Gum shook his head.

"Oh...do you have any public accounts?" Chen Li then asked.

"Yes, I do have this. What's wrong?"

"Here, let me borrow it for a bit. It would be best if it had a mode that allows for customization of account content," Chen Li said excitedly.

Chen Li couldn't help but grin as he thought about what he was going to do in a little while.

"Here you go." Out of respect for the genius, Screw Gum logged into his social media accounts as a member of the Genius Club and Screw Star King, enabled the customization features, and then handed the phone to Chen Li.

"Just you wait and see. Where's the handwriting mode? Oh? Here. By the way, Screw Gum, what's your Interstellar Peace Company account number?" After taking the phone, Chen Li took out a Miracle Crystal and used the tip of the crystal to engrave words directly on the phone.

After telling Chen Li his account, Luo Sigumu watched from the side. He saw the tip of the crystal rubbing against the phone screen, but it did not damage the phone. Instead, it left a strange phrase on the phone screen.

But before Screw Gum could finish reading, Chen Li cautiously blocked his view.

After Chen Li finished carving the characters, he clicked "send" on the text he had just edited.

"Now, the moment of witnessing a miracle has arrived." Chen Li handed the phone back to Screw Gum.

"A miracle? What miracle?"

"Three, two, one..." Chen Li slowly closed his fingers.

After Chen Li finished counting down, Screw Gum's phone suddenly beeped.

[Ding! 50 credits have been credited to the Interstellar Peace Corporation account.]

"Hmm?" Screw Gum tilted his head in confusion.

This can only be called strange, not a miracle.

However, the next moment, Screw Goom understood what a miracle was.

ScrewGumm's phone began to vibrate wildly, and countless notifications of credit points being credited to his account rang repeatedly. ScrewGumm's phone started to smoke, and he began to try to salvage it.

Screw Gum was successfully rescued.

Screw Gum opened his phone and looked at the message that Chen Li had just sent using his account.

At that moment, Screw Gum understood the message.

ScrewGumm: [Rich guy, transfer me 50, let's see how powerful you are!]

Then, Screw Gum subconsciously opened one of his mobile apps and transferred 50 credits to his account.

"???"

How strange, let me take another look.

Then ScrewGumm transferred another 50 credits to his account.

Screw Gum felt like he had no control over himself at all.

"So... Mr. Chen Li, the miracle you're talking about is getting everyone who sees this message to transfer 50 credits to me?" Screw Gumu, who was forcibly taking his eyes off his phone, was no longer calm.

"Sigh, never mind whether this miracle is legitimate or not, just tell me if this is a miracle or not."

"..."

Screw Gumu suddenly realized that if it were Chen Li, it might not be impossible for him to use the opportunity to meet the Star God of Wisdom to make the entire planet sleepless for a day.

84

Chapter 84 Aha: That's right, Chen Li is the undercover agent I sent to the Genius Club!

"Hey? Screwgoom, what tricks did you use to get me to transfer 50 credits to you? Is this some new invention of yours? Let me borrow it and take a look. But shouldn't you be talking to the new Genius Club member right now?"

This message comes from Black Tower.

"Mr. Screws, we have detected a large amount of unexplained remittances to your account. The amounts are small, but the total amount is enormous. Do you have any clues?"

This message came from the bank of Interstellar Peace Corporation.

……

ScrewGumm's text messages kept ringing, even though he had turned off the bank account notification for the 50 credit points arriving, it still hadn't stopped.

Fortunately, most of these people were curious about how ScrewGumm managed to do this and were not angry. After all, 50 credits is not a lot of money, not even enough to buy a fried chicken burger.

"I've deleted the message I just posted and posted a new one: New research is underway, please don't panic, the money transferred to your bank account will be refunded." After sending a text message to Interstellar Peace Corporation, Screw Gum looked up at Chen Li.

This little thing is not enough to cause Screws a problem.

Because Interstellar Peace Corporation would certainly be happy to smooth over the aftermath of this matter, and would be even more willing to engage in deeper cooperation with Screws.

In a sense, the comment that Screws just posted is determining the flow of wealth throughout the universe.

Even if each share of this wealth only costs 50 credits.

It's perfectly normal for Interstellar Peace Corporation, which controls nearly half of the galactic market, to be curious about this.

"Question: How did you do that?" Although Chen Li couldn't see Screw Gum's eyes, he could tell that the other party was very puzzled at the moment.

Compared to this minor incident, Screws was clearly more curious about the essence of the phenomenon.

Curiosity is an essential quality and virtue for every genius.

Chen Li also made his own contribution to this prank, for example, he gave 100 points of high moral praise to help Screw Gumu resolve the matter more smoothly.

"It was just a small miracle. It's an application of the original script, but it didn't come without a price," Chen Li said, looking at the half-finished miracle crystal in his hand.

“The original script is a special script, and the script itself contains special power. If you find it difficult to understand, you can think of it as code in the real world,” Chen Li continued.

"A truly wondrous power. Was it when you unleashed this power that this planet was briefly plunged into darkness, even causing the entire planet to suffer from insomnia, thus attracting the attention of the Venerable One?" Screw Gum wondered.

Chen Li's description of the code reminded ScrewGumm of a little girl he once met, a hacker from Punk Lord.

Punklord's etheric editing ability can indeed edit reality as if it were a game, but it cannot achieve such a wide-ranging impact.

"No, that's not it. If the original script is a kind of code, then the reason I caught the attention of the Venerable Master Bo Shi is probably because I used this code to create a program. Would you like to see it?"

"if you can."