Well, first of all, I would like to congratulate the Void Gentlemen League for revealing a new member. Even though they are known as the Four Gentlemen of the Void, there are actually five of them? Turning his head back, he saw that the other four were comforting the Engineer, saying things like "It's alright, we can still wait for the next chance …"
I'm sorry but as long as I'm still here, you guys won't stand a chance at all! Baiyi said proudly as he put on the navy cloak that Mia had sewn for him and prepared to go out for a stroll. To be honest, the craftsmanship of the cloak was not that great and the material was also the cheapest one. After all, it was the leftover material that was used to make curtains. Coupled with the militia armor that he was wearing, it looked extremely awkward and funny. Inevitably, it attracted a lot of strange gazes as he walked on the streets but Baiyi did not care at all. He still treated it like a treasure.
Actually, his trip was not just to stroll around but to see if he could find some kind of job in the academy so that he could earn more and more money in the future. The lousy excuse that he used yesterday could only fool Mia once so he really needed a legitimate source of income to help him cover up.
However, the things that a Soul Armature could do was really not much more than what Mia could do. Especially in an elite academy like the Celestial Fortress Academy, there were quite a number of Soul Armatures there and there were quite a number of powerful ones among them. His appearance as an Intermediate Level Soul Armature did not have much of an advantage at all.
Going to the academy's alchemy workshop to sell some special recipes was not a bad idea. Even though it was a little stupid to sell the hen that laid the eggs, there was no better option, right?
So, he continued to ponder as he walked towards the Bishop's area of the Celestial Fortress Academy. The layout of the academy was roughly in the shape of a ring, including the classrooms of each grade, the practice field, and all kinds of workshops. In the middle of the ring, there was a small park that was filled with all kinds of beautiful flowers and trees. There was also a small pond and there were even long corridors and huts for people to rest.
However, there were no students in the park. Instead, there were more Soul Armatures. At first, Baiyi was a little surprised as to why there were so many Soul Armatures gathered in such a place. But after thinking about it carefully, he immediately understood. Unlike him, a normal Soul Armature was not limited by the distance between them and their practitioner. They had to maintain a certain distance in order to maintain their presence. No wonder the division of the complex was shaped like a ring. As long as the Soul Armature stayed in the center of the park, it would be very convenient for the students to do whatever they wanted. And if there was a special situation, the Soul Armature would also be able to rush over quickly.
It was indeed an ingenious arrangement that balanced aesthetics, practicality and convenience at the same time. So, Baiyi decided to take a look at it while he was on his way. He wanted to see how the normal Soul Armatures spent their boring time.
Tsk tsk, lying on the lawn and sunbathing? Fishing by the lake? Holding an old book and reading it over and over again? A few people gathered together to boast about their heroic deeds? Raising birds and cats? Looking at the group of pitiful fellows, Baiyi almost thought that he had walked into a seniors' park. The only thing missing was a group of Tai Chi practitioners.
No wonder the boring arena would be filled to the brim. No wonder even the Voidwalkers would be attracted to the culture of Earth. The development of culture in this world could only be described as appalling. Especially those Soul Armatures. They looked so bored that they were about to rust.
Therefore, when the group of people saw Baiyi approaching from afar, they all looked at him suspiciously, as if they had seen some kind of alien, staring at him with all their might.
"They must be very curious about how I could come here without the accompaniment of my practitioner, right?" Baiyi said with a smile as he casually found a bench and sat down. As expected, very soon, someone came over to talk to him. It was a Soul Armature with the strength of a Legendary Level. He looked a little old and simple but he gave Baiyi a sense of familiarity.
"Excuse me. May I have a chat with you?" The Soul Armature asked politely. He did not care about Baiyi's shabby armor and awkward cloak. After all, he was also a strong person when he was alive. He was not as shallow as those students.
But why did you have to apologize first? Puzzled, Baiyi politely invited him to sit on the other side of the bench and asked, "How can I help you?"
"I'm sorry. I'm a little curious about you, Sir..." The Soul Armature continued to apologize as an opening, "How did you manage to come here without the accompaniment of your practitioner?"
"Well, because my strength is very weak so I won't be a burden to my practitioner. Plus, my practitioner is very good so my range of movement is slightly wider," Baiyi said proudly.
In fact, Mia had also said something similar to her classmates proudly before, "My Mr. Hope went to the south of the city to buy this for me... Yeah, Mr. Hope's range of movement is very wide. Maybe it's because he's very strong and gentle at the same time? It's so nice to meet Mr. Hope... "
Of course, her words won the unanimous envy of her classmates. Just like how the old Soul Armature was envious of Baiyi at that moment. They were such a pair that they were proud of.
"I'm sorry, Sir. Your combination is really enviable. But my practitioner is also very good. His soul is very strong. I thought I could only wait for him in the corridor for class," The old Soul Armature continued to say.
Hmm... With the strength of a student, to be able to maintain such a wide range of movement for a Legendary Level Soul Armature, it seems like his practitioner is not simple at all. Baiyi thought to himself. In fact, such a distance limit was not entirely determined by the difference in strength between the two parties. Sometimes, for some people with extraordinary talent or if there was a close relationship between the two parties, the distance would also be increased because of these invisible connections.
For that reason, many people would summon their dead relatives, friends or even spouses as Soul Armatures. This way, they could be reborn and they would have a good understanding and tacit understanding of each other. At the same time, it could also increase the distance limit. It was a good idea.
After all, it was better to keep a distance. Otherwise, it would be troublesome if the two of them stuck together when they were eating, sleeping or even going to the toilet. But then again, since you have such a wide range of movement, why do you keep apologizing? We've only talked for a few sentences and you've already apologized so many times already? Baiyi thought helplessly.
"I'm sorry. I guess it's just a habit of mine. Actually, they all call me Mr. Sorry," the old Soul Armature said in embarrassment. The ancient Soul Armature said in embarrassment. Then, he changed the topic and asked, "I remember seeing you at the appraisal meeting before. Your performance at that time was amazing. You must be a very powerful sorcerer, right?"
No wonder this guy looked familiar. Isn't he the one who tried to show off his ultimate technique and fell on the ground?
"Yes, it's me. My name is Hope." Baiyi briefly introduced himself before lowering his head to look at the guy's knee. There were indeed some traces of repair there. So, he asked again, "Are you alright now?"
"I'm sorry, I've embarrassed myself." Mr. Sorry made a symbolic apology before continuing helplessly, "The history of this armor is indeed a little too old. I've looked for many blacksmiths to help me repair it but the results were not very good. Also, my practitioner's family is not particularly rich so I had no choice but to bear with it for the time being."
"Is that so..." Baiyi could not help but sympathize with the guy. So, he asked the Blacksmith in his mind, If I'm just repairing someone's armor, would that be considered as breaking our agreement?
After a moment of pondering, the Blacksmith answered, "If it's just repairing and not recasting or modifying, then it's not considered as breaking our agreement." He probably knew that his insistence had caused trouble for Baiyi so he decided to compromise a little.
"Alright, I'll help him then. It's not easy for this guy," Baiyi replied. Baiyi replied. Then, he turned to Mr. Sorry in the real world and said, "When I was alive, I used to study blacksmithing for a while out of interest. If you trust me, you can find me some tools and materials. I'll try to help you with it."
Mr. Sorry was stunned for a moment. It was obvious that he did not understand why a sorcerer would be interested in blacksmithing. However, it was not appropriate for him to ask so he just gave it a try and replied, "I'm sorry. Thank you in advance, Sir. I'll go look for it now."
Having said that, he limped away to look for some tools. Not long after, he came back with a wooden box. When he opened the box, he saw that there was indeed a hammer, rivets, iron pieces and the like.
"I'm sorry. I borrowed this from the academy's maintenance worker. Please take a look and see if it works, Sir. If it's not enough, I'll go look for it again, "Mr. Sorry said.
This guy was not a bad guy and he did not have the arrogance of a Legendary-level sorcerer. Still, he would always say sorry in every sentence. Baiyi thought to himself as he gestured for the man to take a seat on the bench. Then, he used his Psychic Energy to examine the man's knee. Using his Mana, he removed all the rivets that the blacksmith had placed on the knee earlier. Then, he picked up a few pieces of iron from the toolbox and measured the size of the man's knee.
Suddenly, a high-temperature blue flame shot out from his fingers and accurately cut the selected iron pieces into the desired shape. Then, he stuck them on the part of the man's knee that had become fragile due to the aging of the metal. With the blue flame that shot out from his fingers, he firmly welded the iron pieces onto the knee.
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