At the same time, driven by her own perfectionism and stringent demands, the creations she crafted boasted a stability that was infuriatingly strong. Every part and circuit vulnerable to the effects of the Dissociation Technique had been reinforced.
Just the aspect of Integration alone was to a degree Ji Jue had never encountered before.
When Ji Jue started to disassemble them, it felt like a fly buzzing incessantly around a seamless egg, where he could only wear it down through repeated attempts.
If he were a bit more unlucky, he might even trigger a trap that had been set beforehand…
Perhaps Professor Ye had included this unconventional method to forcefully elevate Ji Jue's understanding of the composition and the structure of the Spiritual Circuits in her teaching plan.
But disassembling them was simply agonizing.
Nowhere near as easy as attending kindergarten.
In these disposable products, no one would bother to set up locks and defenses or add to the difficulty of subsequent maintenance, sometimes Ji Jue only needed to pull a wire, and the entire package would open on its own, smooth as could be.
One look at the wristwatch was enough.
A few days ago in Cliff City, he had barely advanced to Second Rank after much effort, just revealing the "3" in the progress, but after arriving at the Recovery Department, in just four or five days, it had skyrocketed to sixty percent.
The progress bar surged like a download software with a premium membership, unstoppable.
It was almost too much for Mechanical Descent to take in.
If working in the workshop was like starving oneself while patiently savoring delicacies by candlelight, then here, it was like walking into an all-you-can-eat buffet and feasting unrestrainedly.
At least forty craftsmen were wholly devoted to producing batches of devices, each belonging to different schools, different styles, different focal points...
It was as if more than forty craftsmen were imparting their knowledge to Ji Jue, enlightening him through their private lessons.
By now, even with the same proposition, Ji Jue, within his hallucination-like sensory perception, could effortlessly differentiate among them.
From the subtle difference in the quantity of materials used to the different emphasis in circuit construction, to the gaps between personal habits and experiences…
Under the Security Bureau's strict acceptance check and the cruel Mutated Erosion, any substandard products had been eliminated, leaving only the perfect scores for Ji Jue to behold!
Even then, Ji Jue could feel that some achieved full marks because they just hit a hundred, while others got a perfect score because that was all they could score...
From the personal marks and signatures of the craftsmen, the most admirable for Ji Jue among all batches of sealing devices was astonishingly from Master Zhou Chong—a man who Ji had just recently criticized!
With his current experience, Ji Jue could vaguely sense that all the pieces marked with Master Zhou's seal seemed not to be the work of a solitary craftsman, but rather appeared like the concerted effort of many craftsmen collaborating energetically.
And yet among all this collaboration, there was no conflict or contradiction; even if there were flaws, they were covered and reinforced by other concurrent works, achieving levels of completion unreachable by the average craftsman, all under strict control through the division of labor among merely a dozen apprentices.
In the entire process, Master Zhou orchestrated from the center, integrating everything, without any extraneous noise, aside from his personal style and mark.
Without needing distinctiveness or flair, without quirky inspiration, the apprentices, who would have otherwise been reduced to mere helpers, could participate in the creation of works that surpassed their limits, all by simply following the teacher's commands... Even the lead craftsman could spread the load among other members, further enhancing the level of completion!
Such skill and Ji's Mechanical Descent were a match made in heaven!
After all, if others tried to do it, apprentices and assistants couldn't be too incompetent, and it would require a considerable amount of time and energies to cultivate rapport—but Ji Jue had none of these troubles. With just a touch of the little hands of Mechanical Descent, the tool-people would immediately be in place.
If he could control multiple Puppets endowed with their own spiritual intelligence to assist in alchemy, wouldn't the speed, efficiency, and even the upper limits soar?
It was regrettable that such skills were surely the secret of secrets, guarded closely like treasures locked away in a coffin; not even blood relatives might be taught, otherwise, one could consider finding a club and a sack...
It would do good to torture Zhou Cheng a bit, let the Evil Cult bear the infamy.
Unfortunately, Zhou Cheng was just too mediocre; he probably couldn't yield such high-level Skill Books in a short time.
One could only hope that this setback would spur him on to strive harder, to deliver goods to Ji's doorstep in the future...
While thinking so, Ji Jue suddenly felt a slight sense of anticipation.
Fine material, prime jade!
All prime quality gems!
You all certainly have a bright future...
Now, as Lou Feng gradually became adept and skilled, Ji Jue took up his cup and stepped out the door.
In the intense heat of the afternoon sun, bathed in the distant breeze, he unexpectedly felt a sense of freedom, as if being released from prison.
His willingness to take on Lou Feng was also because the period of rapid growth brought to Mechanical Descent by the batches from these forty craftsmen was slowly drawing to a close.
After all, the sealing devices were merely ordinary creations, lacking even the blessing.
The craftsmen's dedication had limits, and so did the completion, no matter how high. After a burst of nourishment during the fresh phase, it wasn't long before Mechanical Descent's growth began to slow down.
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