The Jiang father and son were as in sync as ever.
Jiang Ming put away the things piled in the corridor without asking any questions.
Only after returning to a more private, secluded workshop did Jiang Ming's expression change. He carefully inspected the haul, marveling at it.
"So many kinds of Engraving Knives, each with a different purpose, yet every one is superbly made and has a unique spirituality. Fan Yu and Dean Qian would definitely be tempted if they saw these. They should qualify for the rankings."
Had Jiang Dongjun heard his father say that, he would certainly have spread his hands.
There was no helping it. Materials science had exploded in later generations-even metals had come alive.
Use a few scraps to mass-produce Engraving Knives, and every single one would be a rare treasure in the era of Douluo II.
Delighted by these new finds, Jiang Ming casually picked up a piece of metal from his workbench and tested the Engraving Knives' effects.
An hour later, he stared at the strange additional properties in the Soul Guidance Ray he had just made, scratching his head with a constipated expression.
"Unbelievable. These must be some Evil Soul Master's tools, right? A whole matching set, too. So he slaughtered another Evil Soul Master and cleaned out his home... You really haven't forgotten your original calling, brat."
Jiang Ming gathered the Engraving Knives together and set them aside.
He casually flipped through a few pages of the books Jiang Dongjun had brought back, and his expression abruptly changed. Straightening his back, he turned to the messily handwritten notes beside them, then unrolled the enormous rolled-up blueprints and examined their contents...
Jiang Ming's expression had become utterly grave.
"This knowledge... No! It absolutely cannot get out. It has to be something Dongjun