The idea that true mastery lies in simplicity may be clear, but for novices, it's actually even more difficult. Sometimes it's easy to do too little, sometimes too much, and getting it just right is often the most troublesome.

Fortunately, under the supervision and guidance of Professor Ye, this part was also directly completed, saving Ji Jue the time it would have taken him to repeatedly grope and experiment.

After reviewing the first finished product, the professor pointed out several issues and sent it back for revision. An hour later, Ji Jue had a new version, and then another remake. After three iterations, he finally had a prototype that seemed flawless in his eyes but was deemed barely acceptable by the professor.

Then, in the span of one afternoon, Ji Jue, while still in the zone, simply didn't stop.

Based on the prototype, he created one version of every design he had imagined.

Had time not been a constraint, he even wanted to launch a dazzling color-changing version and a glowing version to ensure that Xiao An would shine brilliantly in the darkness of every night.

"Two sets of each, just switch them out if they break, no need to be careful or feel heartache."

Ji Jue piled up one product after another into Xiao An's arms, "Try these more over the next few days, and if there are any issues during use, let me know at any time. I'll make changes and fix them immediately!"

"It's a pity, after all, the material quality is only average, and it also restricts movement a little. It might hold back your mobility when fighting, so take it off if it feels troublesome.

But for regular use, it's completely sufficient."

At this moment, after swapping through several different models, Xiao An had also become adept at assembling and disassembling them on his own.

With the simpler structure, the routine maintenance wasn't as complicated. Just spray some WD40 here and there wherever it's not smooth. It's practically foolproof maintenance.

Now, seeing Xiao An moving freely and acting as usual, Tong Hua, who had a rich emotional life, was already teary-eyed, leaning on Wen Wen and grabbing tissue, "Wuu wuu wuu, the child can walk now, sister Wen, I'm so moved."

"Get off me, get off. You've got snot on my clothes... It's not as if Xiao An is a little kid learning to walk for the first time! What's there to be thrilled about?"

Wen Wen disdainfully picked her up by the scruff of the neck and moved her a bit farther away, rejecting further contact, yet the smile on her lips wasn't concealed, "If you really want to thank Ji Jue, don't start any new tasks next time."

All along, Old Zhang, while twirling his iron walnuts, didn't join in the commotion, just silently watched from the sidelines.

After a while, he patted Ji Jue on the shoulder.

"You've done well, young man."

The old man had lived a life full of experiences, having tried and seen everything, lived both poor and wealthy. As a seasoned Chosen One, in the end, all he could pass on to the next generation was a massage technique unrivaled in Hai Province.

Although Ji Jue had brought a surprising amount of money, compared to that, this was the real priceless sentiment and gift.

Old Zhang's lips moved, his voice a slender thread, reaching into Ji Jue's ears, "If you run into any trouble later on, just come and find me."

Ji Jue smiled and simply nodded.

If he was really concerned about trouble, he wouldn't have made this in the first place.

However, in his contemplation, he felt a weight upon him.

It was the boy, once again able to walk, who had approached him, stood on tiptoes, opened his arms, and gave him a gentle hug.

His eyes seemed to shine bright, sparkling, and his cheeks were full of smiles, pure and clear.

"Thank you, Brother Ji Jue," he said.

"Ah ha, haha, it was nothing, just a small effort..."

Ji Jue stood frozen on the spot, unconsciously lifting his head while he laughed awkwardly and took deep breaths.

Hold on, Ji Jue, hold on.

Damn it, you have to hold on!

He felt that if he blushed at this moment, his perfectly straight life of nineteen years would be completely over!

Yet, miraculously, besides that, there was another feeling.

Indescribable.

As if he had obtained something even more precious.

For the first time in his life, he felt such pure and abundant joy from his own creation.

"Is this what 'Alchemy' is?"

He couldn't help looking at his own hands.

His fingers slowly clenched into fists.

He was already looking forward to the next lesson...

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