It wasn't an exaggeration to say that it was superior to gold and iron.

It appeared to be a sheet of Mercury, but inside it was constructed like a metal crystal structure with an unfathomable number of layers and parts, isolating shocks and vibrations, and cutting off spiritual erosion and diffusion. It's safe to say that both physical resistance and magic resistance had been pushed to their theoretical limits, maximizing the blessings bestowed upon it.

According to Ji Jue's calculations, if spread out at full strength, the Mercury Wall could easily withstand the impact of a dozen pounds of Flame Element Explosives; as for whether the person behind it would be shaken to death... well, that was a different story.

With this, my weakness in defense could be considered temporarily compensated for; at this stage, there was no need to worry.

After putting away the Ghost Work Ball, Ji Jue spent half the day calming down the little bull horse which had been neglected all night. It was a close call to not feed it all the leftover poached chicken in the fridge, luckily averting a little hurt to the soul.

"Good boy, darling, all this is for our future life together!"

Ji Jue sighed meaningfully, stroking the dashboard and lamented, "I just made the same mistake any regular engineer would make... sigh, don't be mad, look, we've already arrived in Spring City, haven't we?

Next, who knows how many materials and treasures there will be, and you can show off as much as you like, right? Of course, of course, I'll feed it all to you first!

Who am I doing all this for? Isn't it for you? For our home?!"

The more he spoke, the quieter the little bull horse's horn sounded, and Ji Jue's tone turned stern with indignation, "Am I the kind of person who forgets about you when I see a nice car? I do all this to make more money, to get you a new chassis sooner. Without me bearing the disgrace, how could we afford such good oil and lubricants?

You really should reflect on yourself. Don't let it happen again, got it? Stay here and think about what you've done; if you behave well when I come back, we can discuss getting you the winch set you had your eye on last time..."

Saying that, he left the rumbling engine of the little bull horse behind and strode towards the RV.

The Ghost Work Ball, having witnessed the whole scene, held back its swearing several times.

[Brother, if you keep being such a scoundrel, I have a feeling one day your own car will give you a death blow...]

"Shut up, what kind of nonsense is that?"

Ji Jue retorted with a glare, "We have pure love, a bond between man and car, get it? It should be saying thank you to me!"

Before he finished speaking, a grateful honk sounded from behind.

"See? What did I tell you!"

[...]

The Ghost Work Ball, having stewed a bundle of curses, ended up speechless.

"And what was that just now?" Ji Jue suddenly recalled with suspicion, "You never used that trick when we were in the Crack Realm. You're not messing with my mind, are you, thinking that I'm telepathically connected with you?"

[Nonsense! I'm here to ensure your survival, not to be your slave!] The Ghost Work Ball fumed, outraged at the turn of the conversation. [The preset command was to save your life, not to be your personal weapon!

Besides, you have to let me be of use, right? What did you do, pulling out all that... whatever stuff, outrageous to the nth degree, what else could I do but play dead?]

Encountering such an eccentric user was a first for the Ghost Work Ball.

Leaned on by the Prophet right off the bat, it nearly blew its core, and what followed were all sorts of monstrosities, whether it was Kalamy that Ji Jue had already dealt with, or the super, super heavyweight like Mutated Mercury.

It was practically humiliated the whole time.

Although it had never been lent out to anyone else since it was made, Ghost Work Ball could judge: even among the Ember Chosen Ones, Ji Jue was the most bizarre of them all.

And look at the shady jobs you're doing!

The bottom line for Ember was already low, yet how could someone still be fixated on digging a basement every day?

At this moment, after half a day's worth of cursing in its head, the Ghost Work Ball could only silently wish him - You better damn well die a horrible death!

"You're done already?"

Inside the RV, Professor Ye was having breakfast; upon seeing Ji Jue come in, he gestured to a seat where someone promptly served a plate with cutlery and freshly-toasted bread and hot tea, garnished with ham, char siu, and greens, stirring one's appetite.

Ji Jue was now even more determined to mooch meals for the next few days!

"It's not finished; I've just done some preliminary processing. The fusion of the Mercury and the blessings seems pretty good; it could be refined further."

Ji Jue reported, "But besides the main body, a significant amount of materials was consumed in the process."

"It's just some spare consumables, no big deal."

Professor Ye didn't care about those trivial materials; the Ghost Work Ball wouldn't be stingy with those. As for the truly rare and precious ones, without her permission, it wouldn't dare touch them.

After setting down the teacup and wiping her hands, she picked up the Ghost Work Ball, seemed to read the records, and then attached it back to the insulated cup.

She nodded faintly at Ji Jue's refining and work.

"Not bad."

Ji Jue paused for a moment, a smile curling involuntarily at the corners of his mouth, then he bowed his head and continued eating.

After eating, someone else took care of the dishes; Ji Jue didn't need to busy himself showing off his diligence.

"Alright, let's go."

Professor Ye picked up the insulated cup, "It's been long enough; it's time to go through the official procedures and report in, otherwise, my peers might think I'm looking down on them."

Even though she did indeed look down on them.

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