“Naming successful. The Sun-chaser Type One blueprint has been recorded in the collection bank. If the Host loses the blueprint, it can be bought again for 100 survival points.”

A cool, clear female voice announced it and faded away in a flash.

After the pale blue prompt window popped up, the upgrade of the battle armor blueprint was finally, officially over.

The new blueprint looked the same as the old one, but on the inside it had changed beyond recognition. Su Mo glanced at its attributes only briefly, then hurriedly turned his attention back to the blueprint itself.

According to the blueprint’s requirements for the Sun-chaser Type One, even the lowest material grade had to start at level six.

The highest alloy grade even reached a terrifying level thirteen.

These were requirements he did not meet at all right now, and might never be able to meet in the future.

So, in order to build the armor as quickly as possible, Su Mo could only swallow the manufacturing method whole for the time being, learning the how without understanding the why.

Once he found suitable substitutes and built an “ultimate budget edition” of the Sun-chaser Type One, he would go back and work out the new ideas contained in the blueprint.

Once he settled his mind, time passed in a flash.

While Su Mo was still absorbed in studying the blueprint, on the other side of town Zhang Min, who had just been warned by the Inspectorate, was like an ant on a hot pan. Her composure was blown to pieces!

So far, this four-day downpour had completely wrecked the plans she had made earlier.

Now that the Inspectorate had stepped in, if she wanted to keep carrying out her old plan, she would have to pay a much higher price.

At the very least, the Inspectorate’s gaze had to be drawn elsewhere for a while before there was even a sliver of a chance.

Otherwise, under the eyes of those hawks, she feared that the moment she lit a tiny spark, a merciless foot would stamp it out right behind her.

“Father, I have to go to Murloc City. If I don’t find some backing, we really will end up carrying that sky-high penalty for breach of contract!”

In the back hall, she found old master Zhang Da, who was still recovering from his injuries. Zhang Min’s face was grave.

The reason the Zhang Clan had risen so fast was that, years ago, they had unwittingly helped the second son of the mayor of Murloc City, who had been traveling at the time.

Thanks to that thread of old favor, even many administrators in Tian Yuan City would, knowingly or not, give them a little face.

But now that it was a matter of life and death, Zhang Min could no longer worry about so much.

“Go. If it can’t be done... then don’t come back!”

What had begun as an act had turned real, and the evil wind had entered his body.

Add worry about the future on top of that, and by now old master Zhang Da was paralyzed on one side.

But looking at his daughter’s resolute face, he still twitched the corner of his mouth as best he could and gave his opinion in an extremely weak voice.

Having received her father’s permission,

at the noon meal Zhang Min gathered everyone and announced that she had received word of a new type of material and needed to make a business trip to Murloc City in person.

She did not say how many days she would be gone, but judging by the look of it, it would be at least three days.

At the same time, the role of shop manager was passed on once more, this time falling to the still young Zhang Bowen.

“Teacher, may I come in?”

“It’s fine, the door isn’t locked. Just push it open and come in!”

Standing in front of Studio Number Six, Zhang Bowen heard the familiar, resonant voice from inside the room. Although he was now the acting shop manager, he put on no airs at all.

First he neatly hung his cream-colored umbrella next to Su Mo’s big black one. Then, grinning happily, he patted the fine rain off his clothes until not a speck was left, and only then pushed the door open and went in.

Su Mo liked things clean and tidy and hated anything sloppy or dirty. That was the first rule Zhang Bowen had etched into his heart after four days of working with him.

Compared with the other six people, Su Mo kept his workroom neat every single day.

Not only did he carefully sweep it when he arrived in the morning, he also wiped every instrument spotless when he left in the evening.

Even the place of each instrument never changed for the sake of convenience or any other reason, and no instrument was ever found somewhere else the next day.

At first, being used to the disorder of the wasteland, Zhang Bowen had been a little uncomfortable.

But after four days, he had found that whenever he wanted something, he could find it a hundred percent of the time just by going to its place.

And whenever he did not know how to do something, he could definitely find the answer by turning to the page number marked on it. After that, he was convinced.

Completely convinced.

So completely that this morning, before leaving home, he even cleaned his own bedroom and checked it several times before he finally went out the door.

“Today you’ll be working on the kinetic transmission section. There are three modules in total for you to complete. I already gave you a brief explanation of the principles of the first two yesterday. With the blueprints to help you, I think you won’t need much effort to make them.”

“The third one is homework I’m assigning you. I want you to find the solution yourself and finish it.”

The moment Zhang Bowen stepped in, before he had fully adjusted to the bright light of the workroom, Su Mo’s voice came again.

For some reason, looking at Su Mo sitting at the desk drawing with total concentration,

Zhang Bowen suddenly had a feeling and blurted out in surprise.

“Teacher, you seem very happy today.”

“Hm... Do I?”

Raising his head, Su Mo looked at the youth standing at the door and instinctively touched his own face.

The next second, when his fingers touched the corners of his mouth, which were curved up slightly,

Su Mo slowly began to smile.

“Maybe it’s because the sky is about to clear.”

“Ah... the rain is going to stop?”

Zhang Bowen looked back at the curtain of rain that still joined the sky to the earth and scratched the back of his head. For a while he could not figure out where Su Mo could possibly see a trend of clearing weather.

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