In the brief silence, everyone fell into quietude.

Ji Jue smiled faintly, Bao Lao drank water, and Yu Shu looked bewildered.

Not knowing why the two weren't speaking, it felt like something was amiss, but the words wouldn't come, inexplicably there was a sense of "it's really hard for three people to dance" feeling.

As for what Bao Dacai was pondering, don't bother; Ji Jue's feelings were especially complex—this sensation of clearly two people sitting together yet managing to form three pairs of travel companions... truly damn ghostly.

The unspoken understanding among craftsmen need not be overly discussed; given the other's capabilities, it's impossible that they haven't delved into and researched You Sui and Zhi Fu, after all, the craft's skills that can see the light of day are actually the minority.

As for Nirvana...

Oh hell, I absolutely hope it isn't this peer!

No way, everyone says craftsmen have shady dealings, Yu Jin's moral baseline is too low but that needs categorization. No matter what, the Taiyi Ring still is recognized widely as a legitimate organization; the Artisan Association, though they might ally with You Sui at any moment, still have their pride.

But these brothers of Nirvana are truly neurotic!

Their deeds are anti-society, anti-reality, targeting the Empire and Federation with indiscriminate killings; the first thing they do when they open their eyes every day is putting their heads on the line to commit terrorist acts.

Not to mention anything else, ever since Ji Jue became the Chosen One, in just over a year, he killed a King of Red State, a Prince of the Empire, a Minister of the Federation, and two Generals, additionally sending the Emperor of the Empire to a luxury ICU room for a long-term stay... constantly bringing earth-shattering schemes for endless surprises.

Though it's hard to kill such heavy hitters, there's excessively too many, isn't it?!

And oddly enough, Ji Jue, to some extent, really has an unbreakable relationship with this group of people.

Even if one sets aside the relationship with Ye Xian, he is after all the disciple of Saintly Mercury, the sole inheritor of contemporary Fluid Alchemy, and also possesses the ancient Mo Non-attack Matrix.

As a terror group established by the remnants of Mo, the relationship between Nirvana and Mo is also intricately intertwined. No wonder upon meeting, internal signals and code words immediately came out.

After all, Ji Jue having the Non-attack Matrix isn't a secret, and being the Artisan registered for less than a year, already handcrafting Heavenly Artisans, he is the trending Yu Jin sensation.

If not for a record sufficiently clear in a certain sense, with a background that can hold up in various meanings, he would likely have visited the Security Bureau's Absolute Prison, arranged as a person under key observation.

If this weren't a dream world, Ji Jue would somewhat need to ponder how to draw a line.

As for now...

Forget it, everyone has fallen to this level; the big brother doesn't laugh at the second brother, you go out and become antisocial, I go out and pick garbage, everyone walks their path without hindering the present camaraderie.

"Mr. Ji, Bao Lao is the logistics supervisor and craftsman in the camp, he took care of me a lot when I first arrived."

Seeing the atmosphere seemed tense, Yu Shu introduced the two: "And Mr. Ji is..."

"The Heavenly Artisan."

Bao Lao said with a smile: "Founder of Coastal Industry, I've heard a lot about you, I even bought your tricycle, and as for within the Association, your name is thunderous."

"Not at all, just trifling matters, nothing worth mentioning."

Ji Jue offered a genial smile, exchanging pleasantries.

After all, everyone has this connection, although alertness and suspicion are ingrained in craftsmen as a professional malady, unless someone rashly writes a rebellious poem at the doorstep of Coastal Industry to earn themselves into Nirvana, he's all ears.

"This is the wheelchair used before for injured members, hurriedly adjusted only in size."

"Ah, it's fine, it helped greatly already."

Ji Jue's smile carried a hint of genuine intention, after all, staying in a stickman state for long is inconvenient even without needing to eat, drink, or go to the toilet.

"At this level, it's hardly considered help."

Bao Dacai set down his water cup, suddenly inviting: "Since you're having trouble sleeping, want to go sit at the factory? There are more tools and equipment there.

After all, I reckon Mr. Ji wouldn't want to keep this form for long, right?"

To invite someone into your workshop on the first meeting? Even for someone starving for talent and beauty, it seems overly blunt, doesn't it?

Ji Jue looked up, eyeing him, but Bao Dacai only smiled warmly, as if the suggestion just made was nothing more than a casual invitation for a walk.

Soon, Ji Jue started to smile as well.

Nodded, "Sure."

Hence, Bao Dacai's smile grew even brighter, his facial wrinkles seemed to smooth out.

"It's rather basic, don't take offense."

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To be basic, indeed it is.

Bao Dacai truly wasn't being modest, it's remarkably basic.

A few minutes later, Yu Shu pushed the wheelchair to what Bao Dacai mentioned as a factory, and it indeed was a factory, moreover a factory that's basic as a family workshop, pretty much with a few auxiliary circuits commonplace in workshops and spiritual isolation.

At the entrance, you could see a few vehicles left in disarray for repairs after being dismantled.

Well, case solved, it's you, Old Deng, repairing them that way, isn't it?!

Inside the plant, there were common lathes, milling machines, press machines, and many more devices, but if requiring anything special, it might need to be handcrafted.

Besides these, there was also a Melting Furnace, but can only be said to barely suffice.

"The conditions are basic, please bear with it."

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