Chapter 311 The Days of the Garbage Man
The afternoon sun was bright and the sound of the tide was echoing in the distance.

White clouds float in the clear sky in winter, and the sun spreads its halo, dispelling the dampness and cold.

The flowers are blooming and the birds are singing.

Some unlucky children are almost out of breath…

Bang!
The door of the workshop slowly opened, and a disfigured figure was seen struggling to crawl, lying in a cocoon on the ground, barely breathing.

And right beneath him, the cashmere carpet hissed, leaving a burnt yellow mark wherever he passed.

The enthusiasm spreads.

“Garbage, garbage…Give me garbage…”

Ji Jue stretched out his hand with difficulty, asking for help from the person on the sofa, his eyes blurred with tears: “Give me a bite, senior sister, just one bite…”

Ye Chun lay on the sofa, propped up his chin, and looked at his unfortunate appearance with a gloating look.

“Hmm? Who’s talking? Sorry, I can’t hear you.”

Her fingers were hooked around a piece of scrap that had just been taken out of the warehouse, and she waved it back and forth in front of Ji Jue’s eyes, refusing to give it to him: “Maybe the chief craftsman who was speaking was too majestic, and a tiny ant like me couldn’t see it… Hey, what do you think is going on? A few days ago, he was telling me about how he easily won the honor of a big boss on the list, and today he disappeared. Do you have any clues?”

“It must be the work of the evil cult!”

Ji Jue shook his head and gritted his teeth, trying to grab the helmet in Ye Chun’s hand, but he missed it every time. Until Ye Chun finally had enough fun and lowered the altitude a little, but the smile on her face became more sinister: “Do you want it? If you want it, then…”

Before she finished her words, a sharp gaze seemed to look over from the deepest part of the workshop to see what stupid words she was about to say.

This made Xianyu shudder instinctively.

Suddenly, Ji Jue grabbed the scrap helmet and refined it in an instant.

Under the gradually perfected dissociation technique, the complete helmet shattered and collapsed in an instant, turning into dust on the ground. The essence of Supreme Goodness fell like snow, gathered, and fell into Ji Jue’s hands.

Integrate into the soul.

“call……”

Ji Jue breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed to the ground.

Can’t move anymore.

The high temperature surrounding the body was gradually dissipating.

Only Ye Chun’s expression became increasingly heavy and heartbroken.

“Didn’t you promise me that you would never eat junk food again?”

She raised her hand to wipe away the non-existent tears, and while Ji Jue was unable to resist, she rubbed the dog’s head angrily: “Quit it, Ji Jue, if you get involved with this, your life will be ruined! The family doesn’t have money to let you eat garbage, wuwuwuwuwu… Senior sister will go out and bring plates to buy you garbage to eat…”

Ji Jue rolled his eyes and didn’t want to pay attention to her.

Isn’t it the story about how after I came back last week, I accidentally boasted to her about 70, 80, or 90 times about how I easily won the first place, grabbed the top spot, and scolded Lao Deng?

You have a broad mind, but your heart is so narrow!

He sighed silently, feeling that time was like a knife. The cold and considerate senior sister of the past had disappeared, and now there was only a parasite who lived every day just to eat expensive potato chips!

Before he knew it, a hat made of potato chip bags was put on his head. Ye Chun beside him was still muttering excitedly: “After wearing this crown, you will become a garbage man for the rest of your life, and you will never be able to touch the finished products of the world again…”

Snapped!
Hats and hands were slapped away.

Only a face full of salt and pepper was left.

Ji Jue finally caught his breath and got up from the ground, still feeling dizzy.

Ye Xian walked out of the workshop with his hands behind his back. After glancing at him, he sat back in his own seat. He took a few sips of the strong tea that Ye Xian had brewed in time before asking, “How’s the situation?”

“Let me see……”

Ji Jue raised his hand and slapped his forehead, and then the electronic thermometer in his soul reported a message: “The current body temperature is 54, and it is still dropping. The normal body temperature has been maintained at 41 recently. When it got out of control just now, it soared to around degrees…”

Ye Xian snorted coldly and shook his head, showing no sympathy at all.

Deserve it.

This is what happens when you take shortcuts.

Whether in academia or as a craftsman, the most important thing is to take one step at a time. Even if it is difficult to make progress, each overlapping footprint still has its meaning.

Rapid progress comes at a price, and at the same time, there are endless troubles.

It is like a castle in the air, which will fall down with the wind and collapse with the tide.

Now Ji Jue was forced to grow up by Tianlu, and it was a blessing in disguise that his body temperature was just out of control, and it was not even a sequelae.

It’s just a little bit embarrassing, but it’s not a big deal.

It seems that I need to take more spiritual attack and defense classes in the future. Ji Jue is a dog, a dog to the core, he only cares about eating and not about beatings. This little crime can’t give any warning effect at all.

If we don’t teach him a lesson now, who knows how big a mess he’ll get into in the future. It’s better if no trace of his body is left.

The reason why it is so troublesome is ultimately due to one reason.

The blessing of [Blood in the Furnace] is out of control.

It takes a long time to slowly change the physical qualities of craftsmen by accumulating quantity, and finally forming a blessing of qualitative change, which is suddenly stuffed into the soul and body. In the blink of an eye, the small electric donkey has become the small cow and horse of today.

It would be strange if there were no aftereffects!
If someone else was as rude as Ji Jue, they might have just exploded on the spot, and there wouldn’t be so much trouble now. But the feedback and the essence of the Supreme Goodness that Ji Jue received were all his own achievements, without any conflicts or contradictions, so that the explosion on the spot turned into a trivial aftermath that many people would rather not have.

——Body temperature is out of control.

His body and soul have not yet adapted to such a drastic change and are still slowly digesting it. During this period, Ji Jue’s body temperature has been maintained above 50 degrees for a long time. If it gets out of control, it may easily soar to several hundred degrees in a short period of time, turning from a living person into a torch and spontaneously combusting.

Although you won’t die, suffering is inevitable.

Ji Jue thought about it for a long time, but still couldn’t be sure: was this sequelae an accident, or was Tianlu old dog taking the opportunity to take revenge on him?

Considering that the old dog is so narrow-minded, there is no need to think about it. Even if it was not intentional, it must have been intentional!

Every time my body temperature got out of control, I could hear a gloating laugh in my ears: Next, I’m going to let a poor kid suffer a little…

The solution is actually very simple.

The fundamental solution is: eat more, drink more water and rest more. The human body’s cells will be completely replaced every 120 days or so, and you will naturally adapt to the new environment. If it doesn’t work once, try again.

The solution to the problem is actually quite simple. Use the Dissociation Technique to dismantle the waste, take some Essence of Supreme Goodness to enhance the effect of the Mechanical Deity, and then forcibly suppress it with your own soul and that’s it.

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Now, by smashing junk, the progress bar with the number [4] on his watch has already reached halfway. When it is fully filled, his soul and ability will be enough to embrace and control this fourth blessing, and then smoothly and seamlessly transition to the [5] level.

After all, generally the Chosen Ones, at the corresponding level, would wait until their spiritual essence was abundant and fully developed before seeking blessings. It was extremely rare for someone like Ji Jue to get on the bus and reach the destination without even collecting enough money for the ticket.

In a sense, blessings coming too early are also troubles.

In the early days, Ji Jue would even have nosebleeds if he wasn’t careful, and he had to be careful when spitting, because if his gums were bleeding, the spit could cause a fire.

Sometimes in the morning, before he even opened his eyes, his pillow and quilt would catch fire, so he had no choice but to weld a bed frame himself and sleep on the iron sheet.

Now, as long as Ji Jue thinks about it, his blood temperature can be raised to hundreds of degrees.

This is not even the limit. If he completely digests the blood of the furnace, the maximum temperature of his blood can be raised to about two thousand degrees, which is even hotter than molten steel.

And this is only the most superficial application of the blessing.

As a passive blessing, the application of Blood of the Crucible is not as wide as Genius, Mental Primacy and Axis of Domination.

Instead, focus on the embers and yourself.

Under the effect of the furnace’s blood, his control over the furnace’s temperature has completely become instinctive, and all his creations and skills have reached a new level.

Through physical interference and combination with spiritual essence, his blood is now undergoing a comprehensive replacement and qualitative change, turning into an excellent carrier of spiritual essence. It took more than a week, relying on Ji Jue’s own natural recovery, to complete the conversion of one third of the blood.

The transformed furnace blood has also become a rare and precious material. When used in alchemy for ascension, it can give the material spirituality and improve its quality.

Even without forging, it is an excellent match for fluid alchemy, and is more handy than ordinary purified mercury. Nowadays, Ji Jue has nothing to do and wants to bleed some blood and blend it into the mercury.

On the one hand it increases reserves, on the other hand it reduces the aftereffects and side effects.

After all, no one can stand the days when a sneeze could cause spontaneous combustion. How can we live like this?
Thanks to this, Ji Jue has not yet started the training that Xiang Jian mentioned.

If you cannot achieve absolute control over yourself and start such a dangerous course now, you might sacrifice your sword after the class, or it might turn into a rolled dog sword and be infamous for eternity.

What he could do now was to memorize all the ancient books and sword diagrams of the Ye family that his teacher had given him, and put his heart into trying to figure them out.

The Xiangjian Shuo consists of two parts. The Xiangjian chapter is about operation, while the Jianshu chapter is about theory and analysis, neither of which can be missing.

Unfortunately, times have changed, but the heritage remains the same, containing many metaphors, codes and references. In order to avoid misunderstanding, Ji Jue could only turn around and read the ancient language and classical Chinese again, filling his head with nonsense.

It’s just like that, I can only understand one or two out of ten, knowing the results but not the reasons behind them.

“If you don’t understand, just read it slowly. There’s plenty of time anyway.”

After answering a few questions, Ye Xian put down his teacup and said, “The inheritance of the previous generations is not necessarily the truth. The Elephant Sword Theory is indeed brilliant, but the times have changed. Over the past few hundred years, it is not uncommon for people to go astray or become corrupt, but there has never been a saint.”

Ye Xian had long lost interest in the extremely valuable family inheritance.

As long as it can be passed on, it doesn’t matter what form it takes.

“Times have changed. Following the old recipe for a lifetime will only tie you up in knots. What you need to care about is whether you can digest it and use it as a stepping stone to see a more distant view.”

“…Teacher, aren’t your expectations of me a bit too high?” Ji Jue smiled bitterly.

Not to mention using it as a stepping stone, right now, just the theoretical part alone is enough to crush him to death, and he won’t be able to climb out.

An ideal that is too far away can sometimes be a burden.

Ye Xian glanced at him and said with a half-smile: “Don’t you want to punch that old guy in the face one day?”

“Makes sense!”

Ji Jue glared, and instantly, his fighting spirit surged.

Not only will he be angry, he will also kill ten more salted fish!

Ye Chun, who was lying on the sofa, suddenly became alert and hugged the shrimp crackers in his arms tightly.

The cell phone rang.

her cell phone.

(End of this chapter)