The comments said I was deeply affectionate, I just added points by using an alternate account.

Hong Yuan retorted, somewhat unconvinced, "Can't I find someone who can do the work? Money makes the world go round. Su Yuehe has sponsored so many materials; I can just take out a little as a labor fee, and there will be plenty of people lining up to help me forge iron."

Yin Chen chuckled, his laughter carrying a clear air of confidence: "Those who can handle Deep Sea Black Gold are either grandmasters with special flames or superhumans with extreme cold attributes who can use the Cold Extraction method to reshape it. I advise you to think twice. My ice magic is currently the only method that can perfectly match the reforging of Deep Sea Black Gold."

A long silence fell over the communicator.

Chen Guan sat in a chair and reached out to stroke the fur of the cheetah beside him.

The cheetah purred contentedly and lay obediently, watching the barrage of comments scrolling across its retina.

[Yin Chen is a cunning fellow; he's clearly trying to get something for nothing.]

[Red Kite is about to be outmaneuvered. This is a clear case of the mage intellectually crushing the warrior. Without the mage's support, the warrior won't even be able to equip his gear.]

[However, he's not wrong. Deep-sea black gold really can't be burned in an ordinary furnace. Hong Yuan really couldn't do it without his help. Su Yuehe's sponsorship directly benefited two people, confirming her status as an angel investor.]

Chen Guan raised an eyebrow. "Oh, the live chat is here. What a rare guest."

He originally wanted to hang up the phone and not listen to these two continue arguing, but now it seems that things are not that simple.

After a long while, Hong Yuan's unwilling voice finally came: "Fine, I'll give you five catties of deep-sea black gold, plus two sets of titanium alloy, but you have to take care of the entire reforging of my axe. If you mess it up, I'll fill it with your bones."

"Deal. I'll show you what real art is." Having achieved his goal, Yin Chen readily agreed.

The call ended, and the comments disappeared. It seems he was just trying to get some screen time from Yin Chen and Hong Yuan.

I just don't know what happened.

Chen Guan didn't really plan to go over there. His popularity was unlikely to improve much more with just the daily storylines, so he was too lazy to make the trip.

He still has a lot to prepare. By the time this period is over, the second semester at Tsinghua University will have just started, creating a seamless transition and giving him no time to travel far and explore the ruins of the Black Wind Civilization.

We can only take it one step at a time and figure out when to make time.

He opened the coffin lid and sensed the subtle changes in his body.

That trace of the same source power from the withered source stone gave the main body a sense of fulfillment, like rain after a long drought.

This made him even more certain that he was on the right track.

He was determined to leave the Black Wind Ruins behind.

The following afternoon, the sun shone brightly on the open space outside the girls' dormitory building.

A heavy transport truck was parked on the side of the road, and logistics personnel were unloading heavy metal boxes.

Hongyuan stood to the side, her eyes shining like two live light bulbs. She held an inventory sheet in her hand, marking a conspicuous checkmark on the paper for each item she checked.

She carried the mysterious tortoise in a specially made net bag across her chest, like a baby carrier, her beady eyes filled with despair for the world.

An Changqing and Su Yuehe stood not far away.

Su Yuehe changed into casual clothes today, and her complexion was much better than yesterday, but the stubbornness in her eyes had not diminished in the slightest.

"Yuehe, mobilizing these supplies isn't too difficult, but are you sure you can be confident about what will happen in three days?"

An Changqing watched as Hong Yuan clutched those expensive metals like treasures and couldn't help but try to dissuade her.

"The amount of information in those ancient demon scripts is too vast. You already suffered serious internal injuries yesterday. Knowledge is important, but it's really not worth damaging your foundation for it."

Su Yuehe turned her head to look at An Changqing.

"Changqing, you're not unaware of the characteristics of Word Power."

Su Yuehe's tone was very calm: "What we can learn in the academy is all the basics that have been summarized and compiled by our predecessors. For me, those basics are already the limit."

"If no new unknown characters are added, my abilities will stagnate. This is my only chance to quickly cross the threshold."

An Changqing frowned. As her childhood sweetheart, he knew all too well the stubbornness beneath Su Yuehe's calm exterior.

"But that's beyond your current limits. You can wait until you're at a higher level before trying it. There's no need to rush," An Changqing continued to persuade him.

"But I don't want to wait," Su Yuehe replied decisively, her gaze returning to the Tongxuan Turtle.

What she didn't tell An Changqing was that she couldn't wait any longer either.

At that moment, Chen Guan "happened" to walk over from a distance.

The enormous black panther remained close by his side, attracting the attention of many passing students.

Now everyone knows that this seemingly docile leopard is a genuine fifth-tier demon beast.

Long Ao suddenly appeared from some corner, a blade of grass dangling from his mouth, cosplaying as a graduate of the Ruthless Path, his hands in his pockets, circling around the metal boxes.

"You guys really know how to do business."

Long Ao gave Hong Yuan a thumbs up: "Just to see that turtle, this is such a big deal that I almost thought you were doing some kind of illegal transaction."

Holding a piece of dark, deep-sea black gold, Hong Yuan was in high spirits and didn't mind Long Ao's teasing at all.

"This is called exchanging what you have for what you don't." Hong Yuan patted the edge of the box and laughed wildly, "With these, once that guy Yin Chen helps me reforge the axe, I can slice the heads of those fourth-tier demonic beasts like watermelons in the next practical assessment."

The husky was still following at Yin Chen's feet, glancing at Hong Yuan.

Hmm, if you think about it that way, this silver-haired kid isn't bad. At least he's steady, doesn't do anything stupid, and doesn't embarrass himself.

"It seems my materials have arrived." Yin Chen's gaze fell on the two boxes that had been separated.

Hongyuan pointed to the two boxes.

"Here's the stuff, take it quickly. Let's get started tomorrow. Don't dawdle, I'm waiting to try out the new axe at the training ground," Hong Yuan urged.

Yin Chen waved his hand, and two pale blue whirlwinds appeared out of thin air, steadily supporting the two heavy metal boxes.

"Meticulous work requires ample preparation time; rude urging will only lower the quality of the finished product. The creation of a work of art always requires patience."

Ignoring the undercurrents between Hong Yuan and Yin Chen, Su Yuehe walked up to Hong Yuan and re-examined the supplies.

"Everything has been counted." Su Yuehe looked at Hong Yuan: "I will come to your dormitory at the same time three days from now."

Hongyuan stuffed the inventory list into her pocket and patted the Tongxuan Turtle on her chest with a hearty laugh.