Suddenly, uncontrollable laughter erupted.

"Indeed, it's a bit difficult, probably a matter of skill level."

Zhou Cheng chuckled teasingly as he reached out to take it and started to disassemble it right in front of Ji Jue, his movements swift and skilled, stunning everyone.

Yet, as he worked, his smile gradually stiffened on his face.

He couldn't unlock it.

Not at all.

No matter how he tried and calculated, there was always something amiss unlike before; the internal locks seemed continuously complex, as though they had come to life.

It wasn't until he had sweated profusely and finally unlocked the outermost layer that he found, dammit, there were six more layers inside!

"What's wrong?"

Ji Jue curiously inquired, full of anticipation, "What does it look like after you unlock it? Can I take a look? Is it really a matter of skill level?"

"..." Zhou Cheng's face twitched.

"No way, no way, no way?"

Ji Jue, shocked, "Can't you guys unlock it either? Is it that difficult?"

Bang!

Suddenly, a loud bang erupted from Zhou Cheng's hands without warning, startling everyone, and then they saw thick smoke billowing out from the cracks.

Zhou Cheng yelped in pain and instinctively let go.

They then saw that the Rubik's Cube had turned red-hot.

Then, right before his eyes, Ji Jue reached out, took the Rubik's Cube without caring about its furnace-like heat, and casually twisted it left and right.

Amidst the spreading heat, the mechanism suddenly jolted, as all the chaotic Spiritual Circuits reconnected seamlessly themselves in the rotation, flawlessly aligning.

Seven layers of Spiritual Locks, all resolved.

A flickering light emerged from his fingertips, sparkling.

"I guess, it should be something like this, right?"

Ji Jue smiled as he looked around, "May I ask, did I do it correctly?"

Zhou Cheng's expression twisted in waves.

He didn't speak.

The looks from those around them grew increasingly ambiguous.

Damn dog thing, came here to show off, huh?!

Ji Jue also had no interest in explaining whether this was his first time playing.

Just a toy after all.

Now, he could probably understand why Professor Ye hadn't given this to him—it was too childish, no point in touching it after leaving preschool.

Besides, whether for Mechanical Descent or for a try-hard dog thing like Ji Jue... there was simply no challenge at all!

This kindergarten-level Spiritual Lock puzzle was beyond instructional material and actual tests back when Ji Jue started learning the Dissociation Technique.

No, in that sense, what kind of hellish difficulty was he living through every day?

Ji Jue suddenly felt that as an apprentice, he was enduring too much pressure and homework that wouldn't typically fall to someone of his age. You guys surely can't be treating every day like a relaxing vacation, right?

You can only say, without comparison, there is no harm.

Ji Jue observed the slackness on everyone and felt a twinge of envy, like eating a lemon.

Since everyone's not hiding anymore, there's no need for him to act the gentleman.

"What's going on? Guys?"

Ji Jue leaned back laid-back in his chair, curiously asking, "Why is no one speaking? Is it because you don't like it? Any other tricks, Killing Stick, putting someone in their place... Feel free to bring them all out."

He was already impatient.

"It's just a game, everyone's joking." Zhou Cheng's expression stiffened momentarily and he forced a smile, "It's also a way for everyone to get to know each other, maybe we'll look out for one another in the future."

"Truly boring!"

Behind him, a woman who had been watching coldly grew impatient, "Why are you wasting so much time talking to him?"

She glanced at Ji Jue, not concealing her disdain, "These days, any Tom, Dick, or Harry thinks they can become a craftsman just by finding a workshop...

"Same goes for each other."

Ji Jue yawned, unconcerned.

"Is it because of this face?"

The fat man beside her smirked, "Maybe he's here to be an escort."

"And you? Using your ass?"

Ji Jue asked with a smile, "A tight groove counts as a merit, don't be shy... After all, with such a respected appearance, I find it hard to see other merits in you."

"Brat, don't you frigging seek death!"

The fat man's face turned red, "Don't you look at where you came from!"

"Sorry, who are you exactly?" Ji Jue inquired disinterestedly, "Please introduce yourself before picking a fight."

"I..."

"Never mind, it's better not to say and pollute the ears with such lowly beings."

Ji Jue waved his hand indifferently, disregarding the angry and indifferent faces, "I'm not interested in dealing with people uglier than me."

Locker room bullying, right?

He had seen too much of it growing up.

Just... why does someone always think an unrelated kid is an easy target to bully?

Great, let's squeeze him a little and extract some emotional value from his tears!

Unfortunately, those who thought so had never succeeded.

"To tell the truth, I don't quite understand."

Ji Jue sighed lightly, his chin in his hand, curiously asking, "Why harbor such ill will towards a newbie at our first meeting?"

No one responded.

In the cold and disdainful silence, only a few cold laughs echoed.

Ji Jue didn't expect them to enlighten him, but he could find out on his own.

"I guess, there must be some reasons."

He raised his hand, his fingertips sweeping past each face, suddenly realizing, "Could it be because all your workshops or elders have been hammered by my teacher?"

Instantly, everyone's expression in the rest area turned even uglier.

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