Chapter 22 Rituals and lighters
Chapter 22 Ritual and Lighter
Author: seedless melon
Chapter 22 Ritual and Lighter
Then you will no longer be my student...
Hearing this sentence, Truman was very shocked. He was kicked out?
"Teacher! Why is this?" Truman asked hurriedly.
"Is your 'share' enough to translate a 20-word super 'continuous word'?" The owner of the workshop glanced at Truman. Although his face was smiling, his beautiful pupils were serious.
Truman was silent for a moment.
In fact, he had prepared answers, but in this atmosphere, those answers seemed ridiculous and a bit insulting to Truman's own and the listener's intelligence.
"You have a secret." the workshop owner continued.
Truman suddenly felt a little dangerous. The effect of the stimulant injection that had been safely placed in his body was being activated.
"I don't want to know your secret. In this world, you have to pay a price to gain knowledge, and it's very dangerous." The workshop owner added.
Truman breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt a little unwilling to be curious.
"But teacher, you are a legendary soul refiner. Even the Habsburg regards you as a guest of honor. You may be too cautious." Truman said.
"I am a businessman. I just want to be friendly, make money, and be stable." The owner of the workshop was leaning there, showing a lazy expression like a cat in the sun. "I am the most afraid of trouble and the most annoying of fights.
, I like to get something for nothing."
Truman continued to be silent. He was thinking of countermeasures. He could not lose the channel of the workshop owner. Otherwise, for example, the most basic difficulty, where could he buy the potion formula for his continued advancement?
After thinking for a while, Truman said: "Teacher, can I continue to buy formulas from you?"
"Okay." The owner of the workshop himself was not very sure. "If you don't offend anyone, the workshop can still do business with you."
Truman nodded, bent down and bowed to the owner of the workshop to express his gratitude to her.
It was the owner of the workshop who helped Truman gain a foothold in a different world.
Looking at Truman's solemn expression and posture, the workshop owner showed a trace of warmth in his eyes.
When she saw Truman turn around and leave, she sighed.
"Well, I think you probably need another job." She said, "Go to Habsburg. You can consider accepting that job."
"Huh?" Truman turned to look at the owner of the workshop in confusion, "You know Habsburg is inviting me."
"Little Baron Habs doesn't dare to offend me yet," said the workshop owner.
This was also something Truman had considered. Habsburg definitely needed the workshop owner much more than it needed Truman, so it would not poach the workshop owner without his permission.
This is also the reason why Truman rejected Habsburg.
"Then why did he invite me?" Truman felt confused.
"Because he really needs more and better appraisers."
"Appraiser?"
…
The butler wearing a silver wig returned to Habsburg, met the young Baron Habsburg, and then placed the bag of gold pounds that he wanted to give to Truman in front of the young Baron Habsburg.
"Confiscated? He seems to be a cunning little guy." said the young Baron Habbs.
"Indeed, he is very smart." said the steward, "so is it a safe choice for him to join the shipping company?"
"I still need the Emperor's daughter's 'Mastermind' potion. Only she has this formula, so I can't refuse her recommendation for the time being." Little Habs shrugged.
"Then why did she not recommend such an outstanding student to the Habsburgs?" The housekeeper still couldn't figure it out.
"Why did she bring her first student to Habsburg to translate spiritual texts?" asked little Habsburg.
"Because... it's dangerous?" The housekeeper frowned, "Could this student also become a polluter?"
"So, it seems that this woman treats Habsburg as a garbage dump." Little Habsburg smiled, his smile a little twisted, "As long as I get the 'Mastermind' potion, I will definitely kill her...
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"The most important thing now is to catch her first student." The housekeeper reminded little Habs, "Your potion is in the body of the polluter."
"I will urge the Holy See. Those useless red gloves have not caught the shadow of that monster until now!" Little Habs looked a little irritable.
"I heard that they already have a clue. They used a 'divination' feature." said the steward.
…
Appraiser?
This is indeed the first time Truman has heard of this profession.
However, the owner of the workshop did not go into details. He just said that this was work related to spiritual texts, briefly introduced its content, and concluded that in fact, there is no such thing as a translator or appraiser, they are just upstream and downstream of the industry chain.
Of course, the words "industrial chain" were translated by Truman himself in his mind.
Because according to the introduction of the workshop owner, the appraiser is a profession that determines whether a spiritual text carrier is genuine.
Belongs to the upstream industry of potion workshops.
You will naturally know the specific work content after you actually come into contact with the job.
"It is generally not dangerous, but if you encounter danger, it will be very dangerous, and it is an uncontrollable danger." The owner of the workshop warned Truman, "You can refuse this job."
"Thank you, teacher, I will consider it." Truman said that he would consider it, and then said: "Teacher, please don't reveal to anyone that I have obtained the potion and am preparing for promotion."
"You are indeed suitable for the 'actor' category~" The owner of the workshop smiled and waved Truman away.
…
'Huiji' is a very energetic old man, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, with his suit buttoned to the collar and his tie neatly tied. 'Huiji' is his code name and his name.
He is in charge of all the accounts and supplies of the potion workshop.
It was only after Truman was promoted to Anton's original position that he realized the existence of this person.
The ‘accountant’ will deliver the task list to the apprentice manager on behalf of the workshop owner, and will also deliver the corresponding remuneration.
On earth, anyone who can manage finances must be a close confidant of the boss. Looking at Hui Ji's meticulous look, Truman felt that this old man must be hiding something deep.
Maybe he is an extraordinary person.
Now, 'Huiji' first handed Truman a small piece of parchment, which contained the formula for a potion to be promoted to an extraordinary first-level 'actor'.
Then, Huiji unlocked a black key from the key ring he was carrying and handed it to Truman. He said in a low, slightly hoarse voice: "Warehouse No. 7."
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As Truman walked to Warehouse No. 7 located behind the workshop, he couldn't wait to start studying the potion formula in his hand.
There are three kinds of accessories, one is the heart of a white peacock, the other is a small branch of a century-old sycamore, and the third is three fireflies.
These aids are simple but not simple. It still takes a lot of effort to get them from scratch. Fortunately, the workshop owner should have them in his warehouse.
The recipe states that the peacock heart symbolizes 'gorgeous clothes', the fork of the sycamore tree represents the 'grand stage', and the fireflies symbolize the 'desire for performance'.
The three together constitute the underlying extraordinary logic of the extraordinary sequence ‘actor’.
The ceremony reads like this:
"Complete your debut and receive applause from more than 20 people at the same time with your gorgeous performance."
This is a bit difficult.
20 people are easy to get together. Thousands of people pass by on the central street of Lundini City every day. The question is, what is Truman doing for the show?
You can't hold a lighter in your mouth, right?
I'm finally back from my business trip. I've been traveling too frequently recently. I originally posted this book on the 14th last month, but it was postponed to the 20th because of the business trip. I have a feeling that my work will not stop during the writing of this book.
Yes, it’s annoying~ Please support me~
Chapter completed!