ryethenovel Chapter 16 The Other Geniuses
Chapter 16 The Other Geniuses
"Mr. Lu, your mental energy fluctuations are nearing their critical point!" Zhao Qingxuan looked at the red curve on the tablet that was about to bottom out, his voice unusually tinged with anxiety. "If this continues, it will damage the foundation of your brain!"
"I know what I'm doing."
Lu Yuan bit his tongue, using the pain to force himself to stay awake. He poured the remaining half-bottle of medicine into his mouth all at once, even choking twice because he drank it too fast.
This reckless drinking habit is not only a waste of money, but also a waste of life.
"The third layer of protection..." Lu Yuan's voice became hoarse, like two pieces of sandpaper rubbing together, "Lightning Source."
It's sizzling!
Blue-white arcs of electricity shot out from the void without warning, like tiny lightning snakes, coiling around Lu Yuan's arm. The previously humid air was instantly ionized, filling the air with the smell of ozone.
Water conducts electricity, and wind adds momentum.
These three attributes are inherently difficult to coexist, but under the mandatory rules of [Blessing of All Things], they are forcibly mixed together.
Zhao Qingxuan had no choice but to activate his protective force field. He looked at the boy standing in the center of the lightning, his eyes shifting from shock to awe.
This is hardly blacksmithing.
This is clearly a natural disaster being created by hand!
"Melt it for me!"
Lu Yuan let out a low shout and slammed his hand, crackling with lightning, onto the hilt of his sword.
boom!
A blinding beam of light shot into the sky and crashed directly into the dome of the forging room, creating ripples of defensive runes.
The short sword trembled violently, emitting a mournful cry of unbearable strain. Three rules clashed wildly within the blade, threatening to shatter it.
Lu Yuan's eyes hardened, and instead of withdrawing his power, he increased the output of his mental energy.
"I am your creator!"
He roared at the sword, his voice carrying an undeniable authority.
"Behave yourself!"
As if they understood his words, or succumbed to the domineering rules of their innate talent, the restless lightning, the violent wind blades, and the heavy water pressure miraculously reached a balance at this moment.
The light dimmed.
A brand-new weapon hovered silently in mid-air.
It is twelve inches long and has a deep purplish-blue color. Faint arcs of electricity constantly flow across the surface of the blade, and the spine of the blade ripples like water. When it is swung, there is a faint sound of wind and thunder.
[Name: Unnamed]
[Quality: Epic (Pseudo-Artifact)]
[Basic Attributes: Durable +10, Sharp +10]
[Special Protection:]
【1. Water God (Ignores 30% defense, Liquid Reconstitution)】
2. Azure Bird (Attack Speed +200%, Wind Blade)
【3. Lightning Source (Attacks inflict paralysis and have a chance to trigger a thunderstorm)】
4. Strong Luck (Passive: This weapon is extremely difficult to damage)
5. Soul Devouring (Passive: Can self-repair by consuming materials of the same level)
The last two are passive enhancements, which Lu Yuan added at the last moment to stabilize the sword's structure.
"call……"
Lu Yuan's body went limp, and he collapsed to the ground.
He felt like a squeezed-out sponge, too weak to even move a finger. His head was buzzing, as if a hundred monks were ringing a bell.
"Mr. Lu!" Zhao Qingxuan quickly stepped forward, supported him, and took out a green syringe to inject into his neck. "This is nerve nutrient solution, don't move."
Lu Yuan, panting heavily, pointed at the sword in the sky: "How was it? Was it... was it up to standard?"
Zhao Qingxuan looked up at the short sword that exuded a terrifying aura and gave a wry smile: "If this is only considered passable, then ninety percent of the masters in Furnace City might as well hang themselves."
He carefully took the short sword. It felt slightly heavy in his hand, and a tingling electric current ran through his palm, making half of his body go numb.
"You can create epic-level equipment at level 0, and it even has three combined attributes..." Zhao Qingxuan looked at Lu Yuan with a complicated expression. "Old Su said you are ACE-level, but I had reservations before."
"And now?"
"Now I think that the ACE rating might be too conservative." Zhao Qingxuan put the sword into a specially made insulated box. "You have broken the ironclad rule of the blacksmith profession that has lasted for thousands of years."
Lu Yuan grinned, revealing a mouthful of bloody teeth: "This is nothing. Once I level up, I'm going to upgrade this sword to +99."
"..." Zhao Qingxuan's hand trembled, and he almost threw the box away.
+99?
That sword strike would probably shatter space itself into dust.
"Alright, stop bragging." Lu Yuan waved his hand, struggling to stand up. "I'm hungry. That 500,000 yuan meal was a waste. Get me another table. No, two tables."
"Okay," Zhao Qingxuan agreed readily.
For a monster who can conjure divine artifacts with ease, it would be worthwhile to bring over not just two tables of food, but even the entire imperial kitchen.
……
Late at night, in the Sky World, in the East District residential area.
This is the most luxurious area of the entire base, exclusively for members of the "God-Making Project." Each villa is equipped with a private training room and a butler.
At this moment, on the terrace of Villa A-1, three young people were sitting together.
Several bottles of expensive red wine were on the table, but no one touched them.
"Have you heard?"
The speaker was a muscular man wearing a vest, with a buzz cut and a necklace of animal teeth around his neck. He was holding a special alloy hand gripper, which he was kneading like clay.
He is Gu Tianye, an SSS-level talent [Beast God Bloodline], eighteen years old this year, and level 25.
"What did you hear?" Sitting opposite him was a long-haired girl holding a thick ancient book, who didn't even look up. "The new guy?"
Lin Ziling, SSS-level talent [Elemental Queen], 19 years old, level 28.
"Yes, that's the guy who moved into Villa S-0." Kotenno slammed the power device on the table with a loud thud. "I heard he's an F-rank."
"Rank F?"
The shadows in the corner shifted, and a boy completely shrouded in black emerged. He carried a long sword in his arms, his eyes as cold as ice.
Ye Cang, SSS-level talent [Asura Sword Heart], 18 years old, level 27.
"F-rank can enter the God-Making Project? And live in S-0?" Ye Cang sneered. "Old Gu, have you grown muscles in your brain again? You actually believe such rumors."
"I think it's nonsense too." Gu Tianye scratched his head. "But the news came from the logistics department. It's said that Old Su brought it back personally and even gave him a black card. Code name 'Master Craftsman'."
"A master craftsman?" Lin Ziling finally looked up, closed the book, and said, "Such arrogance."
In the Star Sea world, anyone who dares to use the word "God" as a code name is either a madman or a true monster.
"Who cares if he's a god or a ghost." A fighting spirit flashed in Gu Tianye's eyes. "We'll see him during morning training in a while. If he really is an F-rank nepotism case, I'll be the first to throw him out of the training field."
"This is a place where ability speaks for itself, not a daycare center."
Lin Ziling adjusted her glasses and looked towards Villa S-0 in the distance. It was brightly lit there, and a faint, lingering, violent energy fluctuation could be sensed.
"Don't be careless," she said calmly. "Just now, the forging area over there was lit up with a purple light."
"Purple light?" Gu Tianye was stunned for a moment. "An epic-level equipment has appeared?"
"Maybe." Lin Ziling reopened the book. "Anyway, there's going to be a good show tomorrow. An ACE-level... hopefully it can give us some surprises, and not be too fragile, breaking at the slightest touch."