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Summer camp training, Zone C.

Ye Bai was squatting in the bathroom instead of attending class.

The sound of Xue Meng and Ying Jiu talking could be heard from next door.

"Lord Shadow Nine, there are 16 skill books here. Four of them were damaged when the skill restrictions were removed. Please take a look."

"Xiao Meng, come closer."

"What?"

A series of punches and kicks were heard.

As the sounds of being beaten gradually subsided, Ying Jiu said coldly.

"I'll give you one more chance to organize your thoughts."

"Uncle Jiu, no, Ninth Master, there really are only 18 books, and two are broken! I, Xue Meng, swear to God, the people of China don't lie..."

brush--

The blade is drawn!

Ye Bai was startled. Was he about to be invited to a banquet?!

Zhao Lin and I are sitting at the same table!

Xue Meng truly deserves to be called the number one fierce wolf; he is unyielding and would rather die than submit.

"Ninth Master, even if you beat me to death today, I will never betray my second father!"

"..."

At last,

Xue Meng walked out of the bathroom with a bruised and swollen face.

An old man walked past him and gave him a strange look.

Xue Meng was furious.

If I can't afford to mess with Shadow Nine, then I certainly can't afford to mess with a mere War King like you!

"What are you looking at! Haven't you ever seen the God of War get beaten up?!"

Wu Ziqi suddenly realized and casually said,

"No wonder you look so familiar. You're Xue Meng, the one who got punched by Liu Qingyan back then. Are you still injured?"

Xue Meng: ? ? ?

New and old grudges surged into his heart, and for a moment, Xue Meng felt extremely angry.

The words Shura taught him resonated deeply with him at that moment.

"A true man is born between heaven and earth; how can he remain subservient to others for long!"

A ninth-tier war god should act like a ninth-tier war god!

Bring me my hammer!

"Liu Qingyan, right? That loose-tongued brat is nearby."

With that, Xue Meng transformed into a gentle breeze and disappeared into the corridor.

Wu Ziqi was left standing there, looking completely bewildered.

"Strange, it was clearly me who said those words, so why are you causing trouble for Old Liu?"

"Old Liu is really something, he doesn't know his own strength at all."

Xue Meng was beaten decades ago, and his injuries still haven't healed.

No wonder Old Liu has been bragging for so long without stopping.

...

In a corner, in the office of one of Instructor Liu.

A gentle breeze broke through the window and entered.

Immediately afterwards, the sounds of punches and kicks rang out, mixed with the wails of a certain peak battle king.

This is outrageous and utterly despicable!

A ninth-tier War God could actually do such a thing...

Ye Bai, who had just come out of the bathroom and was passing by, couldn't help but feel a little frightened when he heard the noise.

"Why are there so many hot-tempered guys at this summer camp?"

"Can't you learn from me? If you don't have to lift a finger, then don't. Isn't it better to have Ninth Master do the fighting?"

"Hey, that person's voice sounds like that old fox. Maybe we misheard. Let's hurry back to class."

...

Back in the multimedia classroom, Ye Bai's mind was not on the lesson at all.

Shadow Nine's voice rang out.

"Of the 20 skill books, 12 are still usable after removing class restrictions."

Good heavens, blatantly taking kickbacks?

Ye Bai was furious.

"Ninth Master, why don't you just say 10 books?"

You're kidding me!

Ye Bai heard it clearly just now: all 20 skill books were intact!

These 20 skill books even developed feelings for each other, and 10 more skill books were born. After raising them to adulthood, they are now planning to have a second child!

Ying Jiu should return 30 copies to him!

Ying Jiu said slowly,

"I'm getting old, and my eyesight isn't good anymore. It was only when you reminded me that I realized there really are 10 books."

Why didn't you just say it was all broken?

"How did you know everything was broken? No wonder you're the strongest seed; your foresight is uncanny!"

Ye Bai rolled his eyes and decided to end this farce and have a serious talk.

"Ninth Master, we need a plan for our collaboration on printing skill books."

"Alright, you've got a lot of clever ideas, and we're all honest people. Let's hear what you have to say."

As expected of Ninth Master, he redefines the term "honest man".

"Skill books can only be copied by me."

The materials require high-grade elemental cores.

If it's to be sold to outsiders, then my second brother's help is needed to remove the occupational restrictions.

Raw materials, production, and reprocessing.

Profits should be shared across all three stages, and the distribution should be reasonable and sustainable.

If anything goes wrong in any step, [Wind Without Distance] will be unable to be mass-produced.

Without mass production, there is no way to improve the overall strength of the human race, which contradicts Ye Bai's original intention in creating [Wind Without Distance].

Ye Bai has a very good grasp of the balance between rights and obligations.

"Of the 20 skill books, Wuhen took 2 and told Xue Meng he could take 2 more, for a total of 4."

Ying Jiu spoke again, analyzing the situation.

"The meaning of 'no trace' is very clear: remove occupational restrictions, and he will take 2%."

One-tenth will remain within the legions on the front lines of the Abyss to be utilized, and the other tenth will be given to the legions resting and recuperating in the rear to enhance their strength.

"no problem."

Ye Bai agreed readily.

If the created [Wind Without Distance] is sold directly to a wind mage without removing the class restrictions, Wuhen will not receive a share of the profits.

It's reasonable to let the other party make the move and then take 2% of the skill book during the processing stage.

With no objections from either side, Shadow Nine spoke again.

"As for raw materials, that's the most troublesome part."

To condense a high-level wind elemental core, the Wind War King must do nothing else but focus solely on condensing the wind elemental core, and can only condense one core per day.

The cores of the Wind Element Emperor are even rarer; the God of War can only condense one per week.

The main reason is that this technology was previously niche, rarely used, and not much researched.

The materials used to create SSS-level skill books are also extremely precious!

It takes 2 to 3 high-level wind element cores to create one SSS-level skill book.

One Elemental King Core is only worth 10 books.

The number of wind-type powerhouses directly affects the production capacity of [Wind Without Distance]!

Ying Jiu sighed.

"Wind element is relatively weak and unpopular in any profession, and there are not many strong wind element practitioners to begin with."

I suspect Wuhen will also think of this, and will probably recall all the wind-type powerhouses from the front lines.

Used to produce elemental cores and expand skill book production capacity.

"Once the specific data is compiled, we can discuss the revenue sharing, shall we?"

Ye Bai nodded, "Haste makes waste."

On the left is a mysterious 7500 million-ton mine, and on the right is the skill book "Wind Without Distance".

The title of the richest man on Earth will be his, Ye's, possession sooner or later!

"Okay, what about the 20 skill books?"

"Four copies are allocated to Wuhen, six copies of [Shadow] are reserved, and ten copies are yours to use as you see fit."

Shadow Nine added, "The two Elemental Emperor Cores used to create the skill books will be compensated to you by [Shadow] to cover the cost of six skill books."

Ye Bai could completely accept this condition.

Once you get your hands on the two Elemental Emperor Cores, you can easily turn them into 20 skill books.

In total, Ye Bai got 30 skill books, which is quite a good result!

Not long after,

Ying Jiu handed Ye Bai 10 skill books without class restrictions and 2 elemental emperor cores.

The shadow fell silent, its activities unknown.

...

The Abyss of Hell.

The three-headed hellhound lay sprawled on the ground like a dead dog, limp and boneless.

Yingqi stood to the side, lighting a fire and roasting dog legs, occasionally taking a sip of wine, thoroughly enjoying himself.

"I haven't felt this relaxed in years!"

The shadow of the campfire swayed slightly.

A woman dressed in a red robe with a graceful figure suddenly appeared in front of Yingqi.

Shadow Seven abandoned his sycophantic ways, transforming into a fawning lackey himself, his expression unusually respectful.

"Big sister."

The newcomer was none other than Shadow One!

When Ying spoke, her voice was melodious and gentle, like that of a delicate woman.

"Ninth Master said you did a good job on this mission. He wants you to hunt down more monsters before you go back."

The internal hierarchy among the Shadows is strange; each has its own way of addressing the others, and they mostly refer to each other as brothers and sisters.

The only exception is Shadow Nine; people call him whatever they want.

Ninth Master, Ninth Brother, Ninth Uncle...

Everyone has their own way of saying it, and that won't be easily changed.

Generally speaking, the longer someone stays in the Shadows, the more respectful they are when addressing Shadow Nine.

The entertainment industry is very chaotic.

Yingqi became even more respectful, "Thank you for the compliment, Ninth Brother."

For him, being able to fight for a longer period of time would be the best reward.

The Eternal Forest? Going back there would be like going to prison. Everyone there is stronger than him, and they all speak rudely. He doesn't want to stay there for even a second longer!

"Ninth Master asked me to bring you something."

As he spoke, Shadow One tossed a skill book to Shadow Seven.

"What is this, the Wind Without Distance?!"

After a quick glance at the skill book's description, Ying Qi's breathing became rapid, and she became unusually excited, her voice even trembling slightly.

"Whose handiwork is this? It's practically tailor-made for me!"

"With such divine skill, what is there to fear from Asuras?!"

For a moment, Shadow Seven was full of fighting spirit, and his chances of winning against the strongest seed increased even more.

Yingyi poured a bucket of cold water over him.

"This skill was created by Shura. In a way, you're right, it is indeed the work of a supreme being."

"This is the work of the future strongest being of my human race."

Shadow Seven: .....

Yingqi's expression instantly became incredibly varied, turning red and white in patches, and he couldn't utter a single complete word.

He finally felt something for the first time...

Why, why did it have to be Shura who created it?!

Shadow Seven really wanted to ask, "Big sister, couldn't you have waited until I finished learning before telling me?!"

Do I, Shadow Seven, have no pride?!

boom--

Shadow Seven threw the skill book on the ground, turned her head away, her face cold and indifferent.

"I'd rather not learn what Shura created!"

"what ever."

After saying this, Ying left, leaving behind a parting remark.

"By the way, your mom is pregnant again, with twins."

She told you to focus on your work in the "Shadow," and that everything was fine at home, so there was nothing to worry about.

Stop writing home to complain and spread negativity. You'd be better off finding a partner. You're almost thirty and can't even bring a single person home for Chinese New Year.

A gentle breeze blew, and the campfire flickered.

Only Shadow Seven, a single dog, was left standing there, suffering multiple mental blows, and was stunned into silence.

For some reason, his eyes kept drifting to the skill book on the ground, his gaze burning with intensity.

Yingqi looked around for a long time, confirming that her eldest sister had already left.

He moved stiffly, slowly squatted down, picked up the skill book, hurriedly blew off the dust, and repeatedly checked whether it was broken or bumped. He looked extremely distressed.

The firelight cast shadows on his face. Holding the skill book in his hands, Shadow Seven's expression was numb as he muttered to himself.

"I'll just watch, I...I'm not learning!"