"If you want further training, the Special Affairs Bureau can arrange it. But I wouldn't recommend bringing ordinary people here, whether they're experts or workers."
Gu Yulin pushed a spiritual-energy detector that looked like a disinfection sprayer. Holding up its nozzle-like probe, he walked slowly around the wooden ship.
He didn't even need to check the readings. Instinct told him this thing was extraordinary. Within a meter of the ship, he struggled to breathe, as though something were pressing down on his chest.
When he reached the breach in the hull, his heart hammered. The darkness inside looked like a gaping maw, ready to tear him apart and swallow him whole.
He was a cultivator, and even he felt this way. Ordinary people couldn't withstand this kind of pressure!
Something would happen. It was bound to!
"I definitely won't bring them here."
Shen Le gave a wry smile. For repairing an ancient wooden ship to artifact-restoration standards, his best bet was to consult the teachers at the Ancient Ship Museum. He'd helped them when trouble struck the museum last time, earning their deep gratitude.
But not one of those teachers, or the doctoral and master's students they supervised, could withstand the changes caused by spiritual energy!
Not one!
When he'd gone in, black mist had billowed through the entire museum. Every ordinary person had evacuated, and even the cultivators had barely held on!
Forget having those teachers guide him through the restoration up close. The moment any of them stepped inside the factory,
they'd be down for the count...
"So can I set up cameras and have someone guide me remotely?"
"As long as the cameras can capture the spiritual-energy device clearly without interference from anything strange." Gu Yulin calmly opened a list on his phone and made Shen Le