"Unfortunately, I really can't help you, brother." Su Junyu shrugged at Chen Feng. "What a waste of expression... I thought you had some major project for me."
Because of what Mei Ge Mu had stirred up at Erwei Manor, that group of survivors from back then had, willingly or unwillingly, learned many secrets.
With the attitude of "seekers of the Dao," no one had been willing to have that stretch of memory washed away and return to the bliss of ignorance—especially since these young people were no ordinary mortals. Most of them were sect elites, forces of the future.
Thus, half by necessity, the people who had been trapped underground back then were gradually absorbed by the Dark Department. While gaining higher authority, they also slowly learned the backdrop against which humanity lived.
This had an extraordinary impact on the academic paths and cultivation Dao Paths of this group. In turn, these young people would eventually grow into one of the pillars holding up the Immortal Alliance.
And the bond of having lived and died together made this group especially friendly with one another—they had forged their friendship blade by blade.
When there was trouble, they could also help one another.
But some matters truly could not be helped with.
For example... Chen Feng had hoped that Su Junyu could provide some support in mathematics.
Just as Wang Qi had once provided support from outside the field and completed the final cracking of the Transforming Method.
Su Junyu had initially been full of enthusiasm. But after signing the confidentiality agreement and receiving all the research materials, he was instantly dumbfounded.
"This is impossible..."
Chen Feng awkwardly scratched the back of his head. "Mm, I know it's difficult too... But asking Wang Qi for help last time had worked wonders, so