Chapter 2029: Chapter 2024: The Wisdom of the Jade Soul Master

"How about calling it the Mechanical Fist of the Tyrant?"

It didn’t take long; soon, Fu Qian was fondling the finished product in his hand.

Yes, the thing he put together in his hand turned out to be yet another ring.

True to his original aspiration, the ambition of the Ring Lord remained.

However, compared to others, this one indeed had quite a different style.

Heavy yet intricate, the small parts pieced together perfectly embody the beauty of mechanics.

Even when worn, this red and black ring continued to interlock and rotate, forming ever-changing patterns.

As his first creation after ascending as a Superior Being, Fu Qian was very pleased with how it matched his style.

Although the effort spent on the ring was significant, its specific effects weren’t particularly remarkable.

Using the Wicked Sand here as a material, it mirrored the power of the Abandonment King and became merely a key for the Abandoned Prison.

Although due to his connection with this place, Fu Qian didn’t think he’d truly be unable to find a way back after leaving.

But as a pragmatist, why not choose a simpler method?

Moreover, not only did the process allow him to feel the mighty power of being a Superior Being, but the result was also a reflection of aesthetic taste.

Considering the issue of Extraordinary Perception, its use was even solely mechanical.

Just a slight twist in a specific order would directly activate it to bring the wearer back.

And now, it seemed it was time to go back.

The final result had some unexpected parts, but in general, with the help of the Transcendent master Jade Soul Master, a new Chapter opened on the road of supernatural research.

After putting away other things, Fu Qian first took off the Messenger.

...

Yes, the switch was very smooth.

The light remained dim, but compared to the Land of Self-Abandonment, the surroundings were undeniably much neater.

It seemed even though mechanically ascended, the warehouse did not reject him as an Administrator—though it wasn’t completely unresponsive.

Sitting back in his seat, although it was a metal product, it somehow had the feeling of loose mortise and tenon joints, making one worry about pinching their butt.

But soon, the table in front of him and even the nearby shelves were also wobbling...

"Don’t worry, ordinary worker."

Fu Qian casually reassured, emphasizing his essence as a laborer.

He understood this reaction; the legendary return of the Dragon King was already extraordinary, and here he had single-handedly torn the Dragon King upon returning.

Of course, just saying might not be useful; simultaneously, he attempted to adjust his state using a purely technical approach.

The effect seemed quite good.

After all, it was a newly opened topic, and the process wasn’t too easy, but Fu Qian quickly grasped the technique.

Externally there was no visible change, even though he wore only a symbolic bit of covering.

But in the blink of an eye, the surroundings rapidly stabilized.

Fu Qian’s state descended like a waterfall.

Although Extraordinary Perception was completely gone, relying on his technical control of his state, Fu Qian could still confirm that he had reverted to the Second Phase—and could even revert further.

Demigod, peak of the Fourth Phase, Fourth Phase...

The precision of the control continued to improve, the Supernatural Tier approaching closer to the time when he first came to the warehouse.

And the biggest difference from wearing the Pontiff mask was that this wasn’t an illusion of concealment; he had genuinely descended to this level—just like Jade Soul Master’s operation back then.

"Thank you, I’ve benefited greatly..."

Although achieving the changes before him wasn’t due to enlightenment from that Transcendent level individual, his thoughts were influenced similarly.

Fu Qian sighed deeply for a moment, and in the next instant, his ranking quickly restored to Demigod.

With this, one could say traveling the worldly society became more convenient. For instance, the identity of a Demigod at the Heaven’s Commencement Institute could withstand anyone’s scrutiny.

Moreover, from the warehouse’s reaction, it was clear he hadn’t stayed long in the Abandoned Prison, not even until the next containment.

But it wasn’t entirely good news; Fu Qian raised his wrist, looking at a vague mark on it.

Indeed... his work pass couldn’t be activated either.

In other words, he’d have to eat and live at the work site for a while, unable to go home.

...

Just now, he realized there was no chance to change clothes.

He sighed lightly, momentarily very satisfied with the previous action of going back to drink the milk.

This result was indeed foreseeable; after all, he couldn’t even summon the armor gifted by the Red Moon; otherwise, he wouldn’t be so scantily clad at work.

He’d have to play it by ear for now.

Fortunately, with previous operational experience, maneuvering was becoming second nature.

Fu Qian snapped his fingers, and quickly a black garment extended over his body.

The color was excessively stiff, causing him to put in a bit of extra effort to mellow the texture, so it resembled leather.

After finishing all this, he placed some props back on the table and rubbed the Mechanical Ring on his hand—

The effect was substantial.

In just an instant, it was as if he had smoothly transitioned just like jumping from the warehouse to the Half-step Moon phase earlier.

But the same limitations appeared; he seemingly couldn’t attempt any contact with the bookstore world from here...

Fu Qian thought for a bit, and in the next moment, the Affection Ring gifted by the Red Moon was taken out and also worn on his hand, before he put on the Messenger.

...

So, is this how the record point is calculated? That’s good, then.

The setting sun stained strands of evening clouds red across the sky.

But for Fu Qian, it was still considered broad daylight.

And with that bright sky as the backdrop, before him stood a familiar building in its entirety.

Pure white throughout, yet with a layer of unreal light gray—where else could it be but the Divine Ashes Institute?

And in the evening, this grand building embodying the pride of the Psychic Series still appeared whole, rather than broken and shabby—

So exile indeed began the moment he left Linghui.

Back then, tearing apart the wall was merely to leave a mark.

How could the temporary leader of Heaven’s Commencement engage in a frivolous quarrel with the people of Linghui?

Now, everything seemed to be describable with that phrase—the Academy had returned to its former calm.

Though Old Master Veron behind the window was not calm.

It wasn’t because returning to reality restored Extraordinary Perception, but because a curtain had been drawn open a crack.

Clearly, Professor Fu’s abrupt reappearance, dressed like he was about to hold a press conference, brought with it a hint of tension.

But there was no need to worry.

Turning directly to leave, Fu Qian’s gaze fell upon the Affection shining beautifully like blood.

And merely a few steps away, its color returned to normal.

The Red Moon unmistakably recognized its gift and no longer worried.

...

"Professor Fu, you’re back."

As he pushed open the laboratory door in the setting sun, a familiar voice almost immediately reached him.

Looking up, he saw Miss Wen, who had originally been sitting across from Miss Liushuang, stand up and politely greet him.

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