Chapter 1624 - 836: Welcome—Arrival_4

"It's all me anyway, why would I need any thought or control?"

His palm was slapped aside in annoyance by the shadow beside him. In front of him, those split shadows turned back and told him in unison, "It's just spiritual derivation and consciousness projection, nothing special, it just makes work a bit more convenient."

There's more tough work?!

Ji Jue was stunned for a moment, unable to resist taking a deep breath.

Through the Lou Family's Ascension heritage and his own exploration, Lou Feng relied on the workshop structure to split his soul into dozens or hundreds of slices at the same time, used to handle different tasks, coordinating with each other to achieve today's scale and effect...

Judging by the outcome alone, it's quite astonishing.

Almost could become the foundation of a workshop, a unique skill of his own heritage, opening a new chapter!

However, splitting one's soul, independently manifesting different entities. How is this different from actively splitting oneself?

Even if it can be put back together, the risks are outrageously high.

Judging by his smooth actions, he probably has been secretly pondering over this for an unknown amount of time.

No, brother, you're taking this a bit too far!

I just accidentally got a master's title and accidentally wore a crown of honor, is the pressure on you really that great?

Ji Jue sighed in awe, shaking his head.

Yet somehow, though comforting words were at the tip of his tongue, his eyes couldn't help but brighten with instinctive joy:

"Doesn't that mean we can add some more workload?"

Suddenly, in the dead silence, countless shadows turned back at him like spirits and evil spirits.

Looking directly at him.

With a chilling coldness.

"Ahem, just asking, curious... You see, you're getting anxious,"

Ji Jue blinked his innocent big eyes, looking elsewhere, "Now I have to criticize you, Old Lou, how could I do such a heinous thing?"

"...What kind of punk are you, as if I wouldn't know?"

Numerous shadows completely lost patience, "Spit it out! Get lost if there's nothing. Don't come here cluttering around."

"Uh, about that project we discussed before."

Ji Jue smiled awkwardly, leaned over, rubbing his hands, "Calculating the time, it should be almost done, right? Just wondering about the progress..."

"No, get lost!"

Lou Feng raised his hand, pointing towards the workshop's door.

Ji Jue hesitated multiple times, finally shook his head in resignation, feeling solitary and forlorn, turned and left, walking a few steps before glancing back.

Walking and walking, there was a plop.

The two manuscripts in his arms fell to the ground.

"Oh dear, I really didn't mean to." Ji Jue patted his head, quickly bent down to pick it up, dusting off invisible dust, "Almost dropped my analysis and summary of Master Zhou's All Sources Converge on the floor!"

Lou Feng's expression twitched for a moment, remained silent.

Ji Jue continued walking forward.

Again, there was a plop.

"Oh my, look at me."

Ji Jue clumsily, "How did I let those fragmented heritage and summaries from the Embers of Decay Decision fall?"

Lou Feng gritted his teeth, his eye twitching wild, not saying anything.

Ji Jue sighed, continued forward.

Finally, there was a plop.

"Eh?" He looked shocked: "Who dropped the workshop framework diagram and initial guess on deteriorating construction of Bei Gong on the floor? No one wants it?"

If no one wants it, I might as well..."

Crack!

Lou Feng's expression finally broke down as he suddenly stood up from the metal chair, growling:

"Ji, I—"

"Hmm?"

Ji Jue raised the stack of manuscripts in his hand as if bewildered.

"—Welcome to you!"

Lou Feng's anger twisted with spasms as he closed his eyes, took a deep breath, forcibly squeezed a warm smile onto his face, "Upon closer inspection, isn't this our Master Craftsman, representative of Three Phases and One System, Ji Jue the Master?"

No wonder the magpies were calling this morning, when did you arrive? How did I not notice?"

"Oh, just now." Ji Jue waved his hand, sighed in solitude, "I've been here for half a day, not even a cup of tea. Leaving, I'm going home."

"There is!"

Lou Feng squeezed out a gentle voice through his teeth, "There's tea, finest Kunwu Golden Leaf, I fetched two liangs from my grandpa, prepared especially for you, please enjoy!"

"So nice?"

Ji Jue looked around bewildered, "But there's no seat yet."

"There is!"

Lou Feng got up from the chair, lowered his head, solemnly pleaded, "You sit right here, please, don't bother acting courteous."

"Ah? Is that alright?"

Ji Jue hesitated for a moment.

"This is perfect, it's brilliant, just as it should be!" Lou Feng persisted, grabbed his hand, smiling 'warmly', "Respect and hierarchy are orderly! In front of you, where am I qualified to sit?"

"Isn't that embarrassing?"

Ji Jue plopped down in the chair, crossed his legs, clicked tongue in admiration, "Now I have to criticize you, Xiao Lou, we've been friends for years, why be so formal?"

Oh, this leg is a bit sore... Ahem, but no worries, it's feeling better now!"

Seeing Lou Feng about to explode, Ji Jue finally decided to stop while ahead.

Picked up the teacup, gulped it down, not tasting it, swallowing the tea leaves, job done.

"Alright, no more jokes, I originally brought these for you, these, these, and these, make sure to keep'em safe."

Ji Jue placed the prepared stacks of manuscripts into Lou Feng's hands, finally seeing a hint of genuine gratitude on that guy's face.

Then, he reached out again, barking:

"Where's the stuff I asked for?"