Chapter 251
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"I'm here to submit the task." Dean looked at him: "You too?"
Bernard was stunned: "Submit the task? Didn't you release the task today? You … You finished it in half a day? "
Dean replied: "I've improved the 'snake crossbow' but I don't know if it can meet the requirements of the task."
"Improved 'snake crossbow'?" Bernard was stunned as he saw the two bows on Dudian's back: "It's your first time to receive such a tricky task?" He saw Dudian's puzzled expression and continued: "You don't know about this task. It can be said that this task is one of the most troublesome tasks. The difficulty of the task itself isn't high but the one who reviewed the task is the student of the creator of the 'snake crossbow'. If the changes are not good or the changes are not big then you will be criticized and even your points will be deducted!"
Dean was startled. He frowned but didn't say a word.
"Did you improve it? The shape seems to be very different from the snake crossbow." Bernard looked at the two bows and smiled: "It's going to be very difficult to pass the test. You should go back and recreate it."
Dean's eyes lit up for a moment but shook his head: "No, I'll use this. I've improved it to serve the public and not to serve the examiner." Then he thanked Bernard and walked towards the task temple.
"I'll go with you." Bernard said as he caught up with Dean.
There were more than a dozen figures standing in the hall. Some of them were accepting tasks, some of them were choosing tasks posted by others, some were collaborating with others, and some were exchanging materials for the task. These materials needed to be purchased with points. If the task failed, not only the points would be deducted, but the points used to purchase the materials would also be lost. Therefore, it was extremely difficult to maintain one's rank in the Temple of Elements. It was like a boat going against the current. If one didn't move forward, they would be pushed back. Only by continuous progress could they stand firm. They had to submit a significant contribution to obtain a special medal or become a master. Only then would they be able to maintain their rank forever.
"I've come to submit the task." Dean came to one of the counters. At this moment, the counter was empty, without a single person. On the contrary, there were seven or eight people queuing up in front of the task window. All of them looked at Dean in astonishment.
A chubby middle-aged man was listlessly lying behind the counter. He was stunned when he heard Dudian's words. He looked up at him and said: "Submit the task?"
Dudian nodded to confirm.
The stout middle-aged man blinked his eyes. Someone had come to submit a mission on the day of the mission announcement. He had only encountered such a situation three times in total. After a slight daze, he sat up and said, "Show me the mission notice and the mission item."
Dean handed over the notice card and the two bows.
The stout middle-aged man took a glance at it and said, "Alright, the task of improving the Snake Crossbow, right? I will inform you. The review will take one to three days. You can go back and wait."
Dean nodded.
Bernard saw that Dudian had submitted the strange crossbow. He wanted to say something but hesitated. He sighed and said: "I hope you pass."
Dean didn't express his opinion.
After leaving the Temple, Dean went to some chambers of commerce in the commercial district. He selected some metal materials to make his second item. Lightning rod!
Time flew.
Two days passed in the blink of an eye.
On this day, Dean was fiddling with the lightning rod in his god's room. This room was a wood element god's room. There was no iron furnace so the efficiency of making lightning rods was extremely slow. Moreover, he needed to go back to the castle to smelt and manufacture the lightning rod. However, the tools in the wood element god's room allowed him to make the mold quickly.
Knock!
There was a knock on the door.
Dean immediately stopped his work and went forward to open the door. He used his body to block the door and looked out. He saw a teenager wearing an apprentice knight of light's armor. Dean's eyes fell on the letter in the teenager's hand: "Is it a reply to the task?"
The teenager looked nervous as he saw Dudian: "Yes, yes."
Dean took the letter and said: "Thank you." After he finished speaking, he closed the door and opened the envelope. He shook out the letter and scanned it. Immediately, he saw a line of small words. The wording was relatively polite, but the meaning was very clear: Unqualified!
Dean's eyebrows raised as anger surged out of his heart. He had considered this point when he heard Bernard's words. He was worried but he still hoped that the other side was more rational and could understand the value of the military crossbow. Although the military crossbow wasn't a masterpiece but it was a great improvement. However, the other side obviously didn't see the value of the military crossbow. Otherwise he wouldn't have given such an audit result!
Dean's eyes were gloomy as he turned and opened the door. He quickly went downstairs and went straight towards the direction of the Temple.
The teenager hadn't gone far when he heard footsteps. He looked back and saw Dean angrily walking towards him. He was stunned for a moment but soon found out that Dean's anger wasn't directed at him. He was relieved.
Dudian went straight past the youth and strode into the mission hall. He looked around and found the counter. He saw the stout middle-aged man who was reading a book. He suppressed the anger in his heart and said: "I want to see the examiner who reviewed my tasks. I don't agree with the results of his review!"
The stout middle-aged man was surprised. He immediately recognized Dean as the person from two days ago. He frowned: "It's the senior architect who reviewed the task. You should find your own problems first."
A cold light flashed in Dean's eyes as he exuded a murderous aura: "The Temple has rules. If you are not satisfied with the results of the review, you can debate in the Temple. I have the right to see him!"
The stout middle-aged man's face slightly changed as he saw Dean's cold eyes: "I'll inform you. Go back and wait."
Dean coldly looked at him but didn't say anything. He turned and left.
After Dean left, the chunky middle-aged man felt a little cold sweat on his back. There was a feeling of relief. His face changed. He hesitated for a moment, but still pulled out a stack of paper from the drawer and quickly wrote something.
A building in the Ninth Castle of the Temple of Elements.
A mature figure was sitting in front of a desk on the third floor. She was sorting out her information. Senior architects were different from intermediate architects. Each of them had a separate building in the castle as a god's tool room. The environment was more quiet and they wouldn't be disturbed by the noise caused by experiments next door.
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