Picked Up a Master

"How to Become an Excellent Star Weaver? Why was this book here???"

Zhou Yi spotted the unusually titled book on the shelf at a glance and immediately pulled it out.

She remembered her own copy of Star Weaver Master: Upper Volume. Wasn't that a family heirloom her ancestor had left behind for the clan?

How could a school on some random D-Class Star Block have a book like this?

Only after taking it out did she realize that the book was exceptionally new, as though no one had ever read it.

That shouldn't be possible, right? With such an enticing title, how could there not even be signs of anyone flipping through it?

Shouldn't people have fought over it?

With those doubts in mind, Zhou Yi opened to the first page.

She immediately understood why the book was so pristine.

The title page plainly read: Non-growth-type Star Pattern users, please close this book and return it to its original place. This book will be of no help to you.

If that single discouraging sentence had been all, it would have been fine, but there was another line beneath it.

Those without talent should seek another livelihood. There is no need to indulge in wild fantasies or overestimate yourselves.

Well, damn. That was brutally harsh. Most people would have been so angered by those words that they would not want to keep reading.

Still, it was indeed the truth. Those who were not growth-type Star Pattern users could not become Star Weaver Masters.

Since the interstellar age, fewer than a hundred Star Weaver Masters had ever been officially recorded, and fewer than ten currently remained. It had always been a profession with an extremely high talent threshold.

Zhou Yi continued reading, and the more she read, the more shocked she became.

This book was the same type as the Star Weaver Master: Upper Volume in her hands. Both were textbooks for Star Weaver Masters, meant to make self-study easier for those with talent.

The difference was that this book's author clearly placed greater emphasis on building foundational knowledge step by step, progressing from simple to advanced. Although the contents were roughly the same, the explanations were far more straightforward and easier to understand.

Something stirred in Zhou Yi's heart. Suppressing her overwhelming excitement, she flipped to the latter half of the book.

Just as she had expected!

The latter half contained brand-new, more advanced material that was absent from the Star Weaver Master: Upper Volume she possessed.

"This is practically a detailed version of Star Weaver Master: Upper Volume and Star Weaver Master: Lower Volume."

Zhou Yi had read Star Weaver Master: Upper Volume countless times, and the How to Become an Excellent Star Weaver in her hands clearly had the exact same structure as the upper volume, only in far greater detail. As for the latter half, it connected perfectly with where the upper volume ended.

After searching everywhere in worn-out shoes, she had found it without any effort at all.

Zhou Yi had originally planned to search for the lower volume someday. Now, there was no need to look for it at all. This detailed version alone was more than enough!

But her ancestor had written the upper and lower volumes himself. Since he had been a genius, he had written almost no unnecessary words, and many steps jumped forward too abruptly for people to understand easily.

So who had written this detailed version?

Its wording was bold, arrogant, and humorous. It definitely had not been written by one of her ancestors.

Zhou Yi flipped to the final few pages and, sure enough, found the author's postscript.

The postscript spanned seven or eight pages, though most of it was nonsense.

Zhou Yi quickly finished reading it.

It was roughly the author's own account. He said that he had originally been an insignificant nobody from a D-Class Star Block. As a youth, he had chanced upon Star Weaver Master: Upper Volume and Star Weaver Master: Lower Volume, which set him on the path to becoming a Star Weaver Master. After becoming one, in order to repay the senior who had written those books, he returned the upper volume to that senior's descendants. If someone of talent appeared, he would personally hand over the lower volume and protect them as they grew. Anyone with talent was bound to become famous, so there was no need to worry about a pearl being left buried. It was, in a sense, the passing on of the flame.

He also said that inspired by that senior, he had compiled his own book on Star Weaver Masters and left it on D-Class Star Blocks. If a talented child saw it and embarked on the same path as him, that too would be a kind of fated opportunity. Anyone who mastered this book would count as his disciple, and could seek him out for any matter in the future. It would be a continuation of cause and effect.

Zhou Yi recognized the name at the end: Hao Wuduan.

If Zhou Yi's ancestor had been a genius, then Hao Wuduan was a prodigy.

Every Star Weaver Master in the interstellar world had their own legend, and Hao Wuduan had come from obscurity only to stun the entire galaxy with his skills.

It was said that he could perform an S-Class Star Pattern awakening on an A-Class Mech despite the difference in rank.

With such top-tier craftsmanship, every major interstellar faction naturally tried to recruit him. Yet his personality was extraordinarily peculiar. He cared neither for fame nor profit, and only worked when he felt like it.

Though he was somewhat strange, he had made quite a few true friends through sheer force of personality. Elusive and unpredictable, he nonetheless lived alone in carefree comfort.

In the interstellar world, where countless factions stood behind every Star Weaver Master, Hao Wuduan truly was an anomaly.

Zhou Yi had never heard of this master taking on any disciples.

After all, for a Star Weaver Master, let alone something as significant as accepting a disciple, even getting a girlfriend would generate countless gossip stories.

Every Star Weaver Master had innumerable admirers. From ancient times to the present, in any environment, humans had always been exceptionally passionate about chasing stars.

Zhou Yi stroked the precious book in her hands and looked at the flamboyant signature beneath the postscript. She was immensely satisfied with this future master of hers.

As a descendant of the original author and someone who had received Hao Wuduan's inheritance, with these two conditions combined, it would be difficult not to become his disciple!

What was more, with her master's protection, Zhou Yi would have a little backing of her own. She felt much more at ease.

"Today really was a fruitful day."

Zhou Yi closed the postscript and happily patted her precious book.

"Hmm?"

The feel was wrong.

Unlike the front cover, the book's back page felt like hard cardboard. That slap had made it clear—it was hollow inside!

The entire book was crudely made, even somewhat tattered, yet the final page had been crafted with such complexity. It was truly strange.

Thinking of everything the Star Brain had said about Hao Wuduan's exploits, Zhou Yi felt there had to be more to it.

Without much hesitation, Zhou Yi tore off the last page in a few quick motions and took it apart.

If it had been an ordinary master, they definitely would have been angry to see their own legacy dismantled.

But this particular master might not have minded.

Sure enough, Zhou Yi found an extremely thin metal ring within the hidden layer.

A few crooked words had been written inside the layer: Gift for becoming my disciple.

Sure enough, this was exactly that master's style.

The ring band looked a little large, but once Zhou Yi put it on her finger, it snugly and perfectly fitted itself around it.

This was a Star Treasure, at least a high-grade one.

Only a small number of high-level Mech Masters could craft Star Treasures. A Mech Ring capable of carrying a mech was merely an entry-level Star Treasure.

Unlike the bulky Mech Rings, Zhou Yi's ring was small and exquisite. It could even automatically adjust its size according to its wearer. One look was enough to tell that it was no ordinary item.

Once she sensed the ring's interior, Zhou Yi understood even more clearly: she had not merely picked up a bargain of a master this time. She had found a treasure.