"The water in the Desert Sea rally race is deep. Even though it's an official event, accidents are inevitable with every race. Even with live streaming throughout, there are many places the cameras can't capture."

On the phone, Tong Shengnian spoke frankly: "Don't overestimate their bottom line, and there's no need for you to get involved personally. If you're worried about reaching a point of no return, I can make arrangements. At times like this, there's no need to be polite."

"Actually, participating in the Desert Sea rally race was a decision made from the start, not something decided on a whim."

Ji Jue politely declined: "Thanks for the offer, Uncle Shengnian, but I don't like to leave things halfway, so let's see it through from start to finish."

"...Alright, I understand."

Hearing this, Tong Shengnian sighed, not pressing on after his unsuccessful persuasion: "I'll handle the other support, no need to worry.

Remember to take care of yourself, the old man has been wondering why the young one hasn't come by for tea."

"Next time for sure!" Ji Jue promised firmly.

Tong Shengnian was silent for a moment, and from the other end of the call, amidst the background of opera on TV, came a faint laugh of mockery from an old man.

It has to be you, kid.

Lying right at the doorstep of the ether family!

Ji Jue was immediately embarrassed.

There's no way around it, he's genuinely nervous; after all, facing the mighty Heavenly People, it's hard to hide anything, even the color of his underwear, with just a glance.

"The future is long, be careful in everything."

Tong Shengnian sighed, giving one last sigh before hanging up the phone.

He was truly worried about Ji Jue encountering any mishaps.

Unlike Tong Ting's pursuit of joy and excitement or Tong Shan's appreciation for Ji Jue's character, Tong Shengnian genuinely admired Ji Jue's resilience and capability.

This talent, proven through real-world challenges, can be trusted with significant tasks, even if only cooperating. Once the requirements and objectives are clear, he can be left to handle things independently—no need to worry, saving time, effort, and money.

As the apparent leader of the Tong family, he always approached tasks with restraint, stopping at seventy percent, as excess leads to adverse results. His focus was on minimizing risk and adopting the most prudent strategies.

Feeling the contrast between himself and Ji Jue again at this moment, he couldn't help but feel regret.

If he could bring him into the family group, joining hands could potentially scale greater heights in the future.

Fortunately, Ah Shan has a decent relationship with him; there's room to deepen the relationship in the future, though obviously, there's someone at home he's closer to, why then...

"What's wrong, Second Uncle?"

The playful playful one, chewing on dry fruits and fiddling with a phone on the sofa, looked up keenly: "Couldn't persuade him?"

Tong Hua nodded in sudden realization, sighing: "I told you, Ji Jue, that guy, is impervious to persuasion."

Tong Shengnian's expression grew complex instantly, with a faint hint of stomach pain.

"No, it's nothing, continue playing."

He rubbed the bridge of his nose, sighed silently, then recalled work matters, stepped out of the living room to call his secretary, faintly heard from outside the door:

"Yes, just this stock, it's about to hit the limit down; sell it all quickly..."

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"Well done."

After the banquet ended, having finished responding to messages, Ji Jue finally received a commendation from his mentor Ye Xian over the phone.

It was rare positive feedback!

Ji Jue was pleasantly surprised, yet couldn't help but humbly say: "Actually, I didn't do much; even the design was someone else's credit, at most I just helped a little."

"Indeed."

Ye Xian sighed, saying bluntly: "You've been too lazy lately, it's utterly disgraceful.

Not much progress in engineering, evident in relying on many others' designs. Apart from that, it's all just material stacking and patching, no personal style.

In alchemy, apart from that Fluid Shaping Steel, nothing stands out.

As for Xiang Sword Theory...

She paused, choosing not to continue her sharp critique.

Having already gained a notorious reputation in education, for the sake of her blood pressure, she better not overthink it.

Let's just say Ji Jue has a certain innate talent for creating such purely bizarre stuff, excelling in committing mischief and leaving a bad legacy.

No wonder he's Zhi Fu's top choice.

Back then, the punishment was too lenient.

Unfortunately, the damage was done; it's unfixable now, just watching him recklessly surge forward on his path of wild growth.

On a positive note, at least the ancestors' crafts were passed down.

As for what it has turned into, that's another matter.

"By the way, once you're done with current matters, remember to return for the Spiritual Defense Class."

"Still need to make up?"

Ji Jue immediately broke into a sweat: "Didn't you just say it was well done?"

"Yeah, apart from that, everything else is decent." Ye Xian said slowly: "Among all the projects, only that final prosthetic limb had some highlights and conscience."

From the beginning, exploring production processes to testing with peanuts and green beans, moving to basic vegetables, though remarkable in effect, in essence, it was like an internship, implementing past learned skills step-by-step.

Not to mention Yan Jian's chief contributions.

Even if there were highlights, to Ye Xian, it's as expected. If it were truly a mess, Ji Jue shouldn't be an engineer or craftsman.

It doesn't diminish reputation, nor for Ji Jue, does it count as excellence.

Except for that final pepper.

Specifically, it's about a small assistive prosthetic system, completely unrelated to military exoskeleton structures, and fully designed and controlled by Ji Jue without others' intervention!

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