"Is sir resting?"
"No, sir is a perpetual motion machine. He doesn't need rest at all. Please come in."
Peony led Zheng Shiduo and Wu Man into the Supply Station and brought them each a bottle of purified water.
Daoist Wang, now wearing gray shorts and a short-sleeved shirt, strolled out of the bathroom with his hands in his pockets.
Zheng Shiduo smiled. "Well, you two talk. I'll stand guard outside."
Wang Jixuan was somewhat puzzled. "Why avoid us?"
"Ah, well, it's just!"
Zheng Shiduo gave an awkward smile.
"I know exactly what I'm capable of. I'm just a handsome little C-rank. It's already pretty good that I can help you out. There's no need for me to hear too many secrets, or I'll have to keep them confidential too. That'd be exhausting."
Daoist Wang laughed silently, but he did not force Zheng Shiduo to stay.
Later, he would forge a magical artifact for Old Zheng.
What should he make...
An entirely new, groundbreaking magical artifact design suddenly popped into Wang Jixuan's mind.
Boundless Heavenly Venerable.
Anything involving magical artifact plugs, get out of this poor Daoist's head immediately!
"Sir! Look!"
Wu Man pressed both hands against the edges of his wheelchair and shakily stood up. With his lips pressed together, he took two steps forward and barely steadied himself, his eyes filled with emotion.
"Not bad. You're improving quickly."
Wang Jixuan raised a hand and drew a wisp of energy around Wu Man, guiding him to the inflatable sofa.
Wu Man nodded solemnly. "I understand what your warning meant back then, sir. That chant is practically magic!"
"It's a spell technique," Wang Jixuan corrected seriously. "Don't use such imprecise descriptions."
"Ah, spell technique."
Wu Man said quietly:
"Before, I could feel a mass of energy inside my body. It