With Blade in Hand, Kill Ji Dog
The moment Ji Jue received the call, he stopped today's Disintegration Art practice. After washing his face, he asked Ye Chun for leave and headed out.
Seeing his senior personally escort him to the door, watching him leave with tears in her eyes and Little Pearl falling from them, she must have grown deeply attached to him as an older sister and couldn't bear to see him go, right?
Watching Ye Chun wave her arms around in the rearview mirror, Ji Jue couldn't help but make up his mind—he had to get back early once he was done.
He didn't hesitate much, nor did he need to think it over.
That was how favors worked. You helped me, I helped you. From Wen Jie to Lao Zhang to Little An, they had all taken good care of him. And even Tong Hua... she could occasionally help him fence stolen goods, and she had such a sweet mouth, too.
Since they had called him to ask for help, Ji Jue naturally had to step up bravely.
Besides, after contributing DKP, how could there be nothing for him when the loot dropped?
There were no married couples in sliced beef and offal, no wives in wife cakes, and even characters in anime games could have lives of their own... It seemed the mystery of why practicing Alchemy only made one poorer had finally been answered.
It had been less than two days since he began the introductory Refinement practice, and eight hundred thousand had already vanished from Ji Jue's account!
He bought every kind of material by the gram, tested and practiced with them by the gram. The instant he stepped into the Workshop and pushed open its doors, his balance had already begun practicing