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She figured the technical department didn't seem like much to see, and guessed that a girl like Wenruo would probably be more interested in the monitoring department or the weapons category where Lin Yu worked.

As expected, after pondering for a moment, Wenruo said, "I want to go and see where Lin Yu works."

Guess it right!

Lu Zhao raised his eyebrows smugly, but quickly composed himself, cleared his throat, and stood up, saying, "Let's go, let's go for a visit!"

“But she said she had an experiment to do today…” Wenruo was still a little hesitant.

But Lu Zhao was eager to leave, so he enthusiastically pulled her outside, saying, "It's okay, she can do what she needs to do, we can do what we need to do, as long as we don't disturb them!"

"Ah Zhao, slow down and stop pulling her!" Xia Zhifei chased after him with a look of exasperation, afraid that Lu Zhao, that reckless fellow, would scratch the little girl.

The three of them chatted and laughed as they left the house. Only then did Li Manqiu look up and ask, "Miss Si, do you want to continue following them?"

She had already spent most of the morning with this person, which was a great respect for Li Manqiu, who was always decisive and efficient. She didn't have the patience to wait any longer.

Si Ling held the cup of tea, which had long since gone cold, took a small sip, and then put it down. "Never mind, there's no rush."

Is it finally time to leave?

Li Manqiu's expression relaxed slightly, and she was about to get up to see her out when she heard Si Ling continue to ask, "By the way, your sister asked me to give her my regards to you."

The figure in front of her suddenly stopped. Si Ling leaned against the small sofa, looking at Li Manqiu, whose face was somewhat unpleasant, with interest. She chuckled softly, "What? Don't you like this greeting?"

Li Manqiu trembled slightly, took a deep breath as if suppressing something, and after a while replied in a deep voice, "I understand, Miss Si, please."

Si Ling didn't say anything more. She finally got up, lowered the brim of her hat again, and followed her out.

……

At this moment, on the third underground floor.

The sound of blacksmithing came from the rooms along the way. Lu Zhao raised her eyebrows in surprise. She had only seen Lin Yu here in all this time. So there were so many other people here.

"Most of the artisans here are spirit race members with support abilities, which is why they can create better weapons. However, there are a few exceptions. Some people are just ordinary people, but they manage to get into this place and become one of the best artisans."

Xia Zhifei explained from the side with considerable emotion.

Lu Zhao immediately sensed something was off about those few words.

The young lady had stayed at home for the past few years, and the only person she had ever met in the technical department was probably Lin Yu, who happened to be an ordinary person without any abilities.

This doesn't sound like a coincidence at all.

Previously, when the two of them had been in contact privately, Lu Zhao didn't try to stop them. But now, after hearing Xia Zhifei say this, she realized that the two of them seemed to have a pretty good relationship in private.

Lin Yu, that guy, clearly couldn't even walk past the female lead, yet he still came to provoke her Xiao Fei!

With a slightly annoyed snort, she randomly picked a room and glanced at the scene inside through the glass in the door. "Don't talk about the best craftsmen here. There are plenty of excellent craftsmen here."

That's for sure. The artisans who can get into this place are far superior to those so-called ancestral craftsmen advertised on shopping apps. Everyone here has their own unique skills, so you can't expect them to be called "the best artisans" or anything like that.

No sooner had she finished speaking than the door in front of her suddenly opened, and an old man with a white beard walked out. What was most striking was that although he wasn't shirtless like the others when he was forging iron, you could tell from his thick arms that he was a very experienced master craftsman.

"Ah..." Lu Zhao was startled and took a few steps back until he was at a safe distance before bowing slightly to the other person. "I'm sorry, I accidentally disturbed you with my words just now."

The old man didn't say a word. Beneath his messy white hair, his sharp eyes scanned the three of them for a long time before finally fixing on Xia Zhifei. "Did you just say that there's an ordinary person who's the best craftsman here?"

Lu Zhao's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly stepped in front of Xia Zhifei, "This... sir, I'm sorry, she's still young. If she said anything offensive, I apologize on her behalf."

"Are you talking about Lin Yu?" The old man completely ignored her, staring intently at Xia Zhifei as he asked.

Ah this...

Could it be that Lin Yu offended someone here and was unhappy to hear this, so he wanted to take it out on them?

Lu Zhao was about to speak when Xia Zhifei tugged at her sleeve from behind and stepped out on her own, nodding earnestly, "Yes, I think Lin Yu is a very good weapon craftsman."

The old man stared at her for a long time, and just as Lu Zhao was nervously wondering what he was about to do, he suddenly burst into laughter, saying as he laughed, "That's right! My apprentice is the most outstanding weapon craftsman!"

Eh?

Lu Zhao was stunned. How did things suddenly take such a dramatic turn?

"Come in, come in and see the little gadgets my apprentice made!" The old man opened the door and warmly invited them in.

The three exchanged glances before following him inside.

Each individual workspace is actually quite large; frankly speaking, it could easily accommodate a family of three. That's why the Bureau of the Underworld moved the weapons underground.

It was also their first time actually entering the workshop, and they were all a little stunned for a moment.

Contrary to expectations of chaos, everything here is well-organized, with various areas divided appropriately, and there's even a small bed for people to rest on.

"Are these all cold weapons?" Lu Zhao looked at the weapons neatly stacked on the weapon rack and couldn't help but swallow hard.

The old man proudly crossed his arms. "The firearms manufacturing area is on the other side. Don't be fooled by their outdated appearance; these are all made with X alloy and are top-quality products!"

X alloy?

Lu Zhao's eyelids twitched suddenly, his intuition telling him that this was a name the production team had chosen out of laziness.

Chapter Seven: Weapon Master

X-metal, a mysterious metal said to have fallen to Earth along with a meteorite, does not belong to any existing element.

While transporting and protecting the meteorite, people also took away the metal that fell with it. Subsequent research revealed that this huge metal, weighing only three or four tons, could have its properties greatly enhanced by mixing it with any metal on Earth.

Scientists then named it Metal X and auctioned it off among Psychic Bureaus worldwide.

As the only spiritual management bureau in the country, Sky Dome naturally received the largest share.

"These are all made of X alloy. I wonder what the purity is?" Lu Zhao looked at the pile of weapons with great surprise.

Among the research materials she reviewed, there were also explanations related to X metal, stating that the power of weapons varies depending on the amount of X metal added.

The lightest, hardest, and sharpest one is definitely made of pure X metal.

Next, the purity levels are 75%, 50%, and 25%, a total of four levels.

Even with the lowest purity of 25%, the resulting weapon would be more powerful than most weapons available today.

It can be said that X-metal is a universal fusion material.

The old man chuckled and casually picked up a dagger, brandishing it in the air: "This is 25%, the lowest purity, but it's enough for combat."

"A battle?" Wen Ruo looked at them in confusion. "The Bureau of Spirit Management... do we still have to fight?"

Lu Zhao's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly explained, "Actually, there aren't that many, it's just that there are occasional unexpected situations..."

“There are quite a lot,” the old man interrupted her casually. “When the Spirit Management Bureau was established, how do you think it gained the trust of all the spirits? Apart from some power, everything else was earned through killing!”

As he spoke, he pointed his blade at Lu Zhao in front of him, "You must be Lu Zhao, whom the spirit races outside call 'Female Rakshasa,' right? I remember when the Spirit Management Bureau was established, you killed quite a few guys who were not convinced."

Is there...is that really true?

Lu Zhao's face turned pale, and his fingers, hidden under his coat, clenched so tightly they turned faintly blue.

She had no idea that the original owner of this body had killed many more people besides her parents, but she had no recollection of this at all.

Is it because the memories are too painful to recall that you subconsciously don't want to remember them?

"Why are you saying all this!" Xia Zhifei slammed his hand on the table in dissatisfaction, all his previous goodwill towards the old man vanishing. "Ah Zhao did that to protect us. Without her, do you think the Spirit Management Bureau could have been established so smoothly!"

The old man chuckled. "You're quite open-minded. Well, people have to live for something."

He glanced at Lu Zhao, seemingly casually, then picked up a small knife from the shelf and tossed it to her.

Lu Zhao instinctively took it, drew it, and saw that the blade gleamed coldly under the light. "This is..."

"Good stuff!" The old man stroked his beard with a hint of pride. "Anyway, I'm able to forge weapons here in peace thanks to you. I'll give this to you as a thank you gift."

"Can I accept this?" she asked suspiciously. If she remembered correctly, the things that craftsmen made were basically required to be handed over to the government, right?

The old man frowned: "I told you to take it, so take it. This is my private treasury. If anyone dares to cause you trouble because of this, you can tell them to come find me!"

Lu Zhao blinked before accepting the knife. "Thank you then."

She wasn't a pretentious person. As long as she found out the origin and reason, she had no reason not to accept it. Besides... judging from her intuition, the old man wasn't lying, and this thing really was a good thing.

The old man nodded in satisfaction, then looked at Xia Zhifei, scrutinizing her for a few moments. "Are you the eldest daughter of the Xia family?"

Goodness, how come you always manage to step on the wrong landmines?

Lu Zhao looked at Xia Zhifei with some concern, her face clearly not looking well. He hesitated for a moment, wanting to step forward and speak for her, when he heard the young lady nod: "Yes, I am a member of the Xia family."

Even though she was abandoned by her family, she was still a member of the Xia family.

“That’s good,” the old man nodded with satisfaction, “She likes my little apprentice the most…”

"Oh, it's almost noon, Grandpa, aren't you hungry?" Lu Zhao hurriedly interrupted him, abruptly changing the subject.

However, the price was that the two people who were just talking suddenly looked at him.

Uh…how embarrassing.

Feeling awkward all the time, Lu Zhao forced a smile and touched his stomach. "I'm a little hungry."

With a "pfft," Xia Zhifei covered her mouth and laughed, "Alright, alright, let's go eat later! Xiao Wenzi, the food in our cafeteria is pretty good, you should try it!"

Wenruo nodded and took Lu Zhao's arm with a rather dependent air.

The old man smiled and took out a plaque from his pocket, handing it to Xia Zhifei. "This is something the Xia family asked me to order. I was going to give it to them after it was finished, but I just happened to see you, so I'll just give it to you."

Xia Zhifei took it with a somewhat bewildered look, staring at the address and a key on it, his eyes filled with even more confusion.

"Alright, alright, I'm going to take a nap!" The old man waved his hand casually, slowly swayed to the small bed, and lay down.

Before long, snoring filled the air.

The three looked at each other in bewilderment, and had no choice but to tiptoe away from the workshop quietly.

"That old man must have a high status here, right?" Lu Zhao asked thoughtfully as they entered the elevator.

Xia Zhifei stared at the key without moving, and hesitated before speaking, "I remember my grandfather was on good terms with a weapon craftsman. That craftsman was a top master in the country... no, in the world."

"Then he is that master?" Wenruo asked in surprise.

Lu Zhao raised an eyebrow but remained silent.

She remembered that the old man had said that Lin Yu was his junior disciple.

It seems he was invited by the Bureau of Spirits to forge weapons, and in the process, he took Lin Yu as a concubine.

That guy is really talented.