Chapter 252
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The news spread like a bird with wings to the ears of the consortiums and the Temple. An intermediate architect wouldn't attract so much attention. The success or failure of a senior architect wasn't a big deal. But the halo given by the 'epoch' medal was too dazzling. Dean had become the most eye-catching figure in the Temple. There was no one else who was below master level.
"The newcomer with the epoch medal wants to defend himself in the Temple?"
"I heard that his first mission was the 'Improved Serpent Crossbow'. He completed it in just half a day. His speed was fast enough, but he didn't pass. Hehe, at least he saw what a true divine art is. It's not something that can be created with a little bit of brains and luck."
"You can't blame him. After all, he was the son of a tailor. He was able to make a new textile machine because of his father's influence. He has joined the Temple for about a month. It would be strange if he could improve a three-star item like the 'snake crossbow'. It's good that he can understand the structure of the 'snake crossbow'. It's a military item. Although it's wood attribute but it's not easy to cross the boundary! Moreover, the reviewer of the 'snake crossbow' is Tiffany. She is a famous cold faced snow woman. She is extremely respectful towards her teacher's items. Even we don't dare to touch her things. If the improvement isn't good then she will come to our door. "
"That's right. This newcomer is quite unlucky to have encountered a rebuff."
"Don't say that. If it wasn't Tiffany, then he would've been lenient because of the 'epoch' medal. But it wouldn't be a good thing for the newcomer. Now that he has hit a wall with Tiffany, the newcomer's arrogance will be suppressed. Humbly learning can make people progress, right?"
"Haha, if you don't like the epoch medal being awarded to a tailor's son then just say it!"
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation Some senior architects were talking about the newcomer who won the 'epoch' medal. After all, the 'epoch' medal was one of the most important medals in the 'Temple of Elements'. It was on the same level as the lifetime achievement award of the master of divinity. The number of times the 'epoch' medal was awarded was the least!
Every Epoch Medal represented the birth of a Divine Art item that could change an era!
Mount Erdos, Burong family.
"Plead in the Temple?" Rudolph glanced at the letter handed by the butler. There was a sneer on his face: "The higher you are, the heavier you fall. You want to improve a three-star item in just one day? You overestimate yourself! You don't know how to make up for your failure. You should take advantage of the remaining time to complete the task. You should go to the Temple to plead your case! "
The corner of his mouth revealed a touch of sneer. He could barely understand that Dean was able to manufacture a new type of textile machine. After all, his father was a tailor and often came into contact with textile machines. However, the snake crossbow belonged to the military crossbow. Although he knew that Dean was a hunter, knowing how to use it did not mean that he could manufacture it! Even if he knew how to use it.
Mel family.
There was an afternoon tea table in the garden. A middle-aged man was leaning on the back of a chair. He was sitting lazily. His belly was round and full due to long-term business activities. He looked like a farmer. His thick eyebrows and black eyes were full of majesty. He had aristocratic etiquette and cultivation. He was the current head of the Mel family, Mark. He was a man who had been regarded as a tiger by various consortia. He had created business miracles when he was young. The weak Mel family had risen in his hands. He was still the object of worship for many wealthy businessmen. There was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl sitting in front of him. She was slender and had beautiful cheeks. There was a smile on her face. This kind of beauty was unforgettable. She was Mark's only daughter, Melissa.
The current Melissa was no longer young and inexperienced. Her eyes had the liveliness and elegance of a young girl, as well as the calmness and wisdom that many adult nobles did not have. She gently tasted the strong tea in her hand, the broken sun casting its shadow on the table and her body, leaving mottled light on the teapot.
"Father, I know Jenny's temperament. She is stubborn and likes to get stuck in a dead end. No one can persuade her to do something she has decided on. As long as I secretly send her the news of that person, she will definitely not forget that person. In this way, she will definitely not agree to marry her father into another family." Melissa's mouth curved into a smile: "Her mother died early. Patriarch Rudolph gave birth to her only daughter. He doesn't want to have a misunderstanding with his only daughter. Last time there was a conflict because of that kid and the relationship between father and daughter was broken. Now he will cherish her even more."
Mark listened to his daughter's words. The smile on his face didn't change: "So his daughter has the same temperament as him."
Melissa sighed: "In fact, Jenny is a very good playmate. She is different from those people outside."
"You can leave this matter to me if you don't have the heart." Mark smiled.
Melissa looked at him and slightly shook her head. At this time, footsteps were heard from the side. The butler quickly came over and handed a letter: "Master, it's from the Temple of Elements."
Mark glanced at the cover of the letter. He knew where it came from. He took the letter and waved his hand. After the butler left, he opened the letter and glanced at it. He chuckled: "This little guy can't calm down even after his mission failed. At his age, he doesn't have enough determination to bear the great glory of the epoch medal. He has to pay the price for getting something that doesn't belong to him."
Melissa who was sitting across the table asked: "Is it from the little poet?"
"Well, his poems are good." Mark joked: "At least his level is higher than his invention." With that, he handed the letter over. He did not forbid his daughter from getting involved in such important matters of the family. On the contrary, he would take the initiative to let Melissa handle some of the small matters since she was young, training her adaptability in this aspect from a young age.
Melissa took a quick glance at it and shook her head. "I didn't expect the person who wrote such a beautiful poem to be so impetuous. Hmm, his poem is also filled with unyielding pride. He's a person who can't take humiliation."
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