"Alright, since I gave your graduation piece a perfect score, that proves you've fully completed your apprenticeship. Starting today, you can refer to yourself as Master Qian."
"Not interested."
"Master Qian, come on, come on. This is your graduation gift, and your gift for completing your apprenticeship." As Chen Luo spoke, he took out a simple graduation gift without so much as a box from the small cloth bag he carried with him.
After all, this was The Deepest Place. There were no conditions here for unnecessary frills.
So keeping it simple was fine.
"This is a mask I carved myself. What do you think? Pretty cool, right?"
"Just toss it aside." Chijie said indifferently.
Chijie really wasn't interested. Still, he didn't dislike the title Master Qian either. Perhaps he had been born to be a chef.
"Though I don't know why you like wearing masks, Master Qian, this took me three whole days to carve. Remember to cherish it at least a little. Want me to put it on for you?" Chen Luo moved directly behind Chijie and said enthusiastically.
Three days spent fishing, two days spent drying nets—regardless, it had indeed taken three days from the start of the carving to its completion.
Without Vill-V, his former prisonmate, teaching him engineering and machinery, Chen Luo spent most of his time cultivating. Occasionally, he took out one-fifth of his time to wander around and purify the filthy souls of the prisoners in The Deepest Place.
Since he really was helping them and guiding them toward good, Aponia, who could vaguely sense the special ability Chen Luo displayed, was also helping Chen Luo abet evil.
Other than that, he spent the rest of his time cultivating, and as a result, Chen Luo's mana had increased tremendously.
This time, Chen Luo