Magic Master

There was only one Mind Armor, and its energy was limited. Du Ke could not use it in his daily life. Its more important function was replicating real-world objects, providing Du Ke with knowledge for cultivating Mind Power.

Of course.

It could still transform into a set of clothes whenever he went out, saving him some money on clothes. More importantly—everything fit perfectly!

No clothes were more comfortable to wear than those manifested by the Mind Armor.

He could also sell the laptop he had used for three years for a few hundred yuan. Whenever he wanted to use it, he could just have the Mind Armor replicate it, and the data would not be lost anyway.

Du Ke opened his Mi 6 and looked at the more than twenty thousand yuan in loose funds shown in the app. Taking a deep breath, he decisively went out and hailed a cab.

Now that he had figured out the Mind Armor's replication function, it was naturally time to put it into action.

First, he went to the mall and shamelessly replicated every electronic product on the market: refrigerators, washing machines, televisions, air conditioners, induction cookers, ovens, robot vacuums, water purifiers, rice cookers, routers, and so on. These electronic products were relatively quick to replicate.

Then he replicated several sets of designer gear for himself.

A handmade suit and leather shoes had to be paired with a Patek Philippe watch; a Li Ning tracksuit, a Mi Band, and a self-balancing scooter. He had actually wanted to replicate a car as well, but the Mind Armor's energy capacity was limited, so it could not replicate something as large as a car for now.

This raised a problem.

The Mind Armor's energy was divided into power energy and stored energy. Stored energy was easy to understand: all the Mind Power gained through daily cultivation was kept there. Power energy, meanwhile, was a limit of the Mind Armor itself. It represented the extent to which it could manifest things, and was related to Du Ke's mental strength.

Cultivating Mind Power could also increase Du Ke's mental strength. The stronger his mental strength became, the higher the Mind Armor's power energy limit would be, and the larger the things it could manifest.

Therefore.

For the time being, he could not replicate cars. He could only touch them and "look at" their structural knowledge.

However, he did replicate several motorcycles.

He touched one motorcycle after another in the bike shop, making the salesperson roll his eyes, only to swagger away without even asking the price of a single one.

Vroom!

Vroom!

A BMW S1000rr roared through the streets with Du Ke on its back. Wearing a helmet, he discreetly enjoyed the number of heads he turned before returning to his rented apartment. He still ate takeout and still surfed the internet intensely.

Every day, he rode various kinds of motorcycles around, looking for new things to replicate while taking rides. At night, he digested and absorbed the knowledge he had acquired and cultivated.

Or he shopped on Taobao, buying strange and unusual items he could not find in Luzhou City, the provincial capital of Anhui Province, and bringing them back to replicate.

But as the savings in his bank account dwindled.

He remembered that he ought to find a job.

Graduating from college meant unemployment. If his parents had not known that dating cost him money and given him some financial support, he would probably have gone hungry.

"I'm a man with a whole New World behind me. How could making money possibly stump me?" Du Ke said to the mirror as he altered his face.

The Mind Armor could replicate anything except living beings. Or rather, it could not replicate living lifeforms.

It could replicate a dead tree, but not a living one. The fundamental reason was the subtle complexity of cellular structures. Setting aside DNA and RNA, the souls of living beings were something the Mind Armor could not analyze—even though the Mind Armor itself existed somewhere between matter and soul.

Perhaps the locked inheritance within the Mind Armor contained the Mind God Race's explanations of souls and Mind Power, but Du Ke could not access it yet.

However, he could avoid living beings and use other materials to change his appearance.

"At one seventy-three, I'm a little short. I can only alter the thickness of my shoe soles." Du Ke changed his appearance and even padded up his height before heading out.

It was not that he wanted to play secret agent. He simply did not want anyone to recognize him.

After all, he intended to build his own materials empire and energy empire in the future, becoming a world-class business tycoon who surpassed Daddy Ma.

At that point, he would definitely be exposed to the spotlight. Who knew what people might investigate him in secret? What if the Mind Armor was exposed during that time?

Although it seemed that the Mind Armor had completely fused with him and could not be separated, one could never be too careful.

So there was nothing wrong with being cautious.

After crafting a new image, Du Ke mounted a newly manifested ordinary motorcycle and headed straight for a vehicle modification shop he had contacted long ago.

The poor played with cars, the rich played with watches. Once you entered the world of modifications, it was as deep as the sea.

Modified cars were where the truly wealthy second-generation heirs liked to throw their money. Ordinary people might modify a car by adding exhaust noise, a spoiler, or a paint job, which did not cost much. But rich heirs played with engines, and any equipment related to engines often had to be imported.

Imported equipment meant money!

That was why Du Ke had come.

"You're Li Changyang, right? You said you're great at modifying cars?" The owner of the modification shop was in his forties and dressed plainly, but he drove a Lamborghini Aventador. "By the rules, we'll definitely need to test your skills. Any car I have here is worth over a million on the market, and the modifications generally cost even more than the car itself."

"Boss Xu, go ahead and test me."

Du Ke smiled confidently. "But you should know that I usually only handle diagnostics and provide modification ideas. I don't get my hands dirty easily."

Boss Xu nodded. "If you really have the skills, I'll pay you an annual salary of one million and keep you on retainer!"

For the following test, Boss Xu followed Du Ke from car to car. Boss Xu originally had a complete modification testing procedure.

But Du Ke casually opened up a Ferrari that was under repair, took a few quick looks, then got in and stepped on the accelerator twice before casually naming the problem. "The exhaust manifold was modified?"

Boss Xu's eyes lit up. "It was."

"There's a problem with the welding. The intake is being disrupted. Replace it and weld it again, and it'll be fine. Everything else is fine." After speaking, Du Ke walked to the next car.

Boss Xu gestured to the mechanic. "Remove the exhaust manifold and inspect it."

Then he followed Du Ke again.

A modification shop also had to function as a repair shop. Many modified cars developed problems, especially after engine alterations. The issues involved were endless, and frequent returns for repairs were unavoidable. The rich heirs chased thrills, but they valued their lives even more. At the slightest problem, they would bring their cars in for inspection.

And after that.

Du Ke could identify the faults in nearly half the cars under repair—though he chose what to reveal. He would not casually mention problems that could only be detected with specialized equipment.

By the time they had made the rounds, Boss Xu was already somewhat convinced. At the very least, Du Ke knew every detail of these modified cars like the back of his hand. Without any experience, it would have been impossible to know so much.

Just then.

The mechanic working on the first Ferrari had already removed the exhaust manifold. Then he called out in surprise, "Boss Xu, there really is a problem with the exhaust manifold! There's a crack in the welding here. Luckily it isn't too big, or someone could have died on the road!"

Boss Xu froze when he heard that. Then he looked at Du Ke, and when he spoke again, his tone carried respect. "Master Li—no, Engineer Li. I think we can sign the contract now."