Chapter 130
This fatigue-relieving effect is somewhat similar to Yan Yuting's toast.
The restaurant became unusually quiet, with only the sound of a few people slurping their soup audible.
Half an hour later, the sumptuous dinner came to an end.
Xu Jintang returned to her room, entered the cultivation room, and sat cross-legged. After dinner, her entire dantian was filled with energy, and the warm feeling was very comfortable.
Xu Jintang closed his eyes and entered a meditative state.
It's amazing; my mental strength level, which had been stuck at a bottleneck, suddenly improved.
Xu Jintang was delighted and continued to calm his mind and focus, beginning his spiritual cultivation.
The next morning, sunlight streamed into the room.
Xu Jintang slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, opened his eyes, raised his hands together, and ended his cultivation state.
She examined her inner spiritual sea and found that it had indeed improved a lot since yesterday. It seemed that Sister Taozi's mushroom soup really did have something special about it.
"Beep beep..." The communicator's message notification sounded.
Xu Jintang got up and left the cultivation room, then went to the living room and tapped the communicator screen.
This is a notification message from the Inscription Master Competition:
The Inscription Master quarterfinals will begin at 2 PM today. All participants are advised to pay attention to the time and arrive early to prepare for the competition...
Xu Jintang glanced at the time: 9:00 AM.
There's still some time before the match starts, so there's no rush.
She turned and walked out of the room and downstairs. When she reached the second floor, she ran into Jiang Shiyi was training in the ring.
"Good morning." Xu Jintang raised her hand in greeting.
Jiang Shiyi put away the rocket launcher, turned around, and replied, "Good morning. There's breakfast downstairs that Sister Taozi prepared for us yesterday; I just heated it up."
Xu Jintang paused, "Sister Taozi didn't come today?"
Jiang Shiyi nodded, "She said she's going to see a celebrity this morning and asked us to hang out with her."
"A fangirl?" Xu Jintang's eyes lit up with interest. "Who does she like?"
Jiang Shiyi paused for a moment before replying, "Mechanical Technology Military Academy Team."
Xu Jintang: "?"
She leaned on the stair railing, expressing her incomprehension, "She's been with us for so long, shouldn't she like us?"
Jiang Shiyi shook her head. "She said it's probably because we're so close that she's indifferent to us."
As a nutritionist specially hired by the military academy, Ruan Tao naturally knew the identities of Xu Jintang and his four companions.
Perhaps it's because they spend so much time together and know the true nature of the Mask Squad that they aren't as enthusiastic as the audience and fans outside.
Xu Jintang sighed, shook his head, and continued down the stairs. "Then Sister Taozi might be disappointed, after all, we're aiming for the championship."
"What disappointment? What? What?" Song Tianqi had just come out of the room when he overheard half of their conversation and rushed downstairs to ask.
"It's nothing." Xu Jintang sat down at the dining table, picked up a piece of bread, and started eating.
Song Tianqi scoffed, wolfed down a mouthful of bread, and then immediately rushed back to his room to cultivate.
He's just one step away from reaching the Third Tier, so he needs to hurry.
Time flies, and it's already one o'clock in the afternoon.
Xu Jintang made an excuse to return to her room alone. After locking the door, she put on her disguise mask and skillfully climbed out of the window into the yard.
He then quickly left the courtyard and headed towards the competition venue.
Half an hour later, Xu Jintang arrived at the Inscription Master player rest area on time.
Since the last round, only sixteen Inscription Master players remain.
Xu Jintang walked to the sofa and sat down without making a sound.
"Miss Qian, it's been a long time." Jiang Xiangyang greeted her with a smile as he walked over.
Xu Jintang had no choice but to stand up and force a smile as he replied, "Yes, it's been a long time."
"It seems that Miss Qian didn't perform very well in the last round of the knockout stage. Is it because... she hasn't taken a course on repairing inscriptions before?" Jiang Xiangyang sat down next to her and asked casually.
Xu Jintang nodded, "Mm."
Actually, after she joined the association, President Sun asked her if she wanted to attend classes.
She genuinely didn't have time to attend, which is why it's been put off until now.
Jiang Xiangyang's smiling eyes deepened. "I see. I was saying that based on Miss Qian's previous performance, she should have achieved a higher score in the last round."
At this moment, Xue Zhongqi, who had just arrived, walked in from outside the venue.
Upon seeing Jiang Xiangyang and the other person, he immediately walked over. "Miss Qian, why are you here so early today? I didn't see you on the way."
Xu Jintang forced a smile and replied, "I left a little early today."
Seeing the two start chatting, Jiang Xiangyang stood up and offered his seat, saying, "You can sit here. I'm going to catch up with two other friends."
After saying that, he smiled and turned to leave.
Xue Zhongqi watched his figure gradually disappear into the distance, then lowered his voice and asked, "What did he just say to you?"
Xu Jintang: "They just asked me why my ranking was so low in the last round."
Xue Zhongqi frowned immediately. "The person who set the questions for today's elimination round should be Jiang Xiangyang's teacher, the president of their association. I'm afraid he might specifically target you with the questions."
Xu Jintang looked surprised, "They can even create questions specifically for people?"
"Generally speaking, the players who advance to this round are not so easy to target. But because you haven't participated in the association's systematic courses at all, you are an exception." Xue Zhongqi's brows furrowed with seriousness.
Xu Jintang pursed her lips and glanced at Jiang Xiangyang not far away.
No wonder he suddenly came over and asked those questions; was he really trying to test her?
Time flies, and there is only half an hour left until the quarterfinals.
President Wang, who was in charge of setting today's questions, walked in with a friendly smile.
"This round of elimination matches is about to begin. Please take your seats in the order listed," a staff member reminded everyone.
At this time, the live broadcast room for the competition had already started on time, and many viewers began to stream in.
[The Inscription Master competition has already reached the quarterfinals? That's so much faster than the other competition?]
[Sigh, a competition between a bunch of Inscription Masters isn't very interesting, and tickets aren't selling well either, so the match naturally goes by quickly.]
[I came here specifically to support the Mask Squad's Big Watermelon! Go Big Watermelon!]
Following the instructions of the proctoring system, Xu Jintang found his seat and sat down.
She braced her hands on the edge of the table, her gaze fixed on President Wang in front of her. She wasn't sure if it was just her imagination, but she felt as if President Wang had glanced in her direction just now.
"Hello everyone, I am President Wang of the KU011 Star Region Inscriptionist Association. As the person who set the questions for today's competition, before the competition officially begins, I sincerely wish everyone the best of luck in achieving satisfactory results."
"Next, I will announce the questions for this round of the elimination round."
As soon as the words were spoken, the monitoring system on each table immediately activated, the scanners flashed red lights, and began to monitor the movements of each participant in real time.
Xu Jintang rested his chin on his hand, waiting for the question.
At this moment, two staff members worked together to carry a super-powered turret, more than three meters long, into the venue. After some strenuous adjustments, the super-powered turret was steadily placed at the forefront of the site.
President Wang smiled slightly and pointed to the super-powered turret, "This is a high-precision super-powered turret that the Federation Army has just put into use. The power of its shells is comparable to the full-force attack of Peak Sixth Tier superhuman."
"This round of questions is related to this super-powered turret. We inscription masters not only need to know how to create inscriptions, but also how to match the most suitable inscriptions for different magical artifacts."
"Therefore, this round of elimination matches is a practical challenge. We need to equip this high-precision super-powerful turret with a set of inscriptions to improve its current lack of flexibility."
"Two hours are allotted, and the number of inscription combinations cannot exceed three. After successful creation, you must personally attach the inscription to the turret for practical operation. This round's scoring will be based on the actual effects produced by the inscription."
Upon hearing the question, Xu Jintang immediately frowned.
The questions themselves aren't difficult; the challenge lies in the fact that the answers aren't fixed, making it impossible to directly find the method that yields the highest score.
At this moment, Xue Zhongqi on the other side looked solemn.
Anyone who has taken the Inscriptionist Association's internal courses should know how to solve this problem, but Miss Qian definitely doesn't. This problem was indeed designed specifically for her.
After announcing the exam questions, President Wang put his hands behind his back, glanced casually at Xu Jintang's location, pretended nothing had happened, and turned to inspect the scene.
Xu Jintang remained silent for a few seconds, his mind racing.
As mentioned in the question, the drawback of this turret is its lack of flexibility. The turret itself cannot be moved freely, which will inevitably limit its ability to fire at targets.
Wouldn't it be better to just use a Tracking Inscription?
In addition to the Tracking Inscription, you can also add a Speed Inscription to increase the rate at which the projectiles are fired, thus completely solving the problem of insufficient maneuverability.
Once he had an idea, Xu Jintang quickly immersed himself in the engraving process.
Xue Zhongqi was worried for a while, but he couldn't openly go over and remind Miss Qian during a competition like this.
After thinking for a moment, he had no choice but to lower his head and deal with his own inscription first.
As mentioned in the association's internal training, improving the turret's inability to move freely only requires two inscriptions: the Speed Inscription and the Lock-On Inscription.
Speed Inscription primarily increase the rate at which projectiles are fired.
The Lock-On Inscription allows the turret to lock onto an enemy target when firing. However, this lock-on can only select a fixed location, and once the location is determined, it cannot be changed. Naturally, it cannot compare to the Tracking Inscription's ability to track any target.
However, compared to other methods, the process of creating Lock-On Inscription is simpler and the requirements for inscription artists are not very high.
Xue Zhongqi also lowered his head and entered the engraving state.
The atmosphere at the entire competition venue was extremely quiet.