Summer camp training, Zone C.
Ye Bai was squatting in the bathroom instead of attending class.
The sound of Xue Meng and Ying Jiu talking could be heard from next door.
"Lord Shadow Nine, there are 16 skill books here. Four of them were damaged when the skill restrictions were removed. Please take a look."
"Xiao Meng, come closer."
"What?"
A series of punches and kicks were heard.
As the sounds of being beaten gradually subsided, Ying Jiu said coldly.
"I'll give you one more chance to organize your thoughts."
"Uncle Jiu, no, Ninth Master, there really were only 18 books, two of them were damaged! I, Xue Meng, swear to God, the people of China don't lie..."
brush--
The blade is drawn!
Ye Bai was startled. Was he about to be invited to a banquet?!
Zhao Lin and I are sitting at the same table!
Xue Meng truly deserves to be called the number one fierce wolf; he is unyielding and would rather die than submit.
"Ninth Master, even if you beat me to death today, I will never betray my second father!"
"......"
at last,
Xue Meng walked out of the bathroom with a bruised and swollen face.
An old man walked past him and gave him a strange look.
Xue Meng was furious.
If I can't afford to mess with Shadow Nine, then I certainly can't afford to mess with a mere War King like you!
"What are you looking at! Haven't you ever seen the God of War get beaten up?!"
Wu Ziqi suddenly realized and casually said,
"No wonder you look so familiar. You're Xue Meng, the one who got punched by Liu Qingyan back then. Your injury hasn't healed yet."
Xue Meng: ? ? ?
New and old grudges surged into his heart, and for a moment, Xue Meng felt extremely angry.
The words Shura taught him resonated deeply with him at that moment.
"A true man is born between heaven and earth; how can he remain subservient to others for long!"
A ninth-tier war god should act like a ninth-tier war god!
Bring me my hammer!
"Liu Qingyan, right? That outspoken brat is nearby."
With that, Xue Meng transformed into a gentle breeze and disappeared into the corridor.
Wu Ziqi was left standing there, looking completely bewildered.
"Strange, it was clearly me who said those words, so why is he causing trouble for Old Liu?"
"Old Liu is really something, he doesn't know his own strength at all."
Xue Meng was beaten decades ago, and his injuries still haven't healed.
No wonder Old Liu has been bragging for so long without stopping.
...
In a corner, in the office of one of Instructor Liu.
A gentle breeze broke through the window and entered.
Immediately afterwards, the sounds of punches and kicks rang out, mixed with the wails of a certain peak battle king.
This is outrageous and utterly heinous!
A ninth-tier War God could actually do such a thing...
Ye Bai, who had just come out of the bathroom and was passing by, couldn't help but feel a little frightened when he heard the noise.
"Why are there so many hot-tempered guys at this summer camp?"
"Can't you learn from me? If you don't have to lift a finger, then don't. Isn't it better to have Ninth Master do it for you?"
"Hey, this person's voice sounds like that old fox. Maybe I misheard. Let's hurry back to class."
...
Back in the multimedia classroom, Ye Bai's mind was not on the lesson at all.
Shadow Nine's voice rang out.
"Of the 20 skill books, 12 are still usable after removing the class restrictions."
Good heavens, blatantly taking kickbacks?
Ye Bai was furious.
"Ninth Master, why don't you just say 10 books?"
You're kidding me!
Ye Bai heard it clearly just now: all 20 skill books were intact!
These 20 skill books even developed feelings for each other, and 10 more skill books were born from them. After raising them to adulthood, they are now planning to have a second child!
Ying Jiu should return 30 copies to him!
Ying Jiu said slowly,
"I'm getting old and my eyesight isn't good. It was only when you reminded me that I realized there really are 10 books."
Why didn't you just say it was all broken?
"How did you know everything was ruined? No wonder you're the strongest seed, your foresight is uncanny!"
Ye Bai rolled his eyes and decided to end this farce and have a serious talk.
“Ninth Master, we need a plan for our collaboration on printing skill books.”
"Alright, you've got a lot of clever ideas, and we're all honest people. Let's hear what you have to say."
As expected of Ninth Master, he redefines the term "honest man".
"Skill books can only be copied by me."
The materials require high-grade elemental cores.
If it's to be sold to outsiders, then my second brother's help is needed to remove the occupational restriction.
Raw materials, production, and reprocessing.
Profits should be shared across all three stages, and the distribution should be reasonable and sustainable.
If anything goes wrong in any step, [Wind Without Distance] will be unable to be mass-produced.
Without mass production, there is no way to improve the overall strength of the human race, which contradicts Ye Bai's original intention in creating [Wind Without Distance].
Ye Bai has a very good grasp of the balance between rights and obligations.
"Of the 20 skill books, Wuhen took 2 and told Xue Meng he could take 2 more, for a total of 4."
Ying Jiu spoke again, analyzing the situation.
"The meaning of 'no trace' is very clear: remove occupational restrictions, and he will take 20% of the profits."
One-tenth will remain within the legions on the front lines of the Abyss for consumption, and the other tenth will be given to the legions resting and recuperating in the rear to enhance their strength.
"no problem."
Ye Bai agreed readily.
If the created [Wind Without Distance] is sold directly to a wind mage without removing the class restrictions, Wuhen will not receive a share of the profits.
It's reasonable to let the other party make the move and then take 20% of the skill book during the processing stage.
With no objections from either side, Shadow Nine spoke again.
"As for raw materials, that's the most troublesome part."
To condense a high-level wind elemental core, the Wind War King must do nothing else but focus solely on condensing the wind elemental core, and can only condense one core per day.
The cores of the Wind Element Emperor are even rarer; the God of War can only condense one per week.
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