The problem with the girl's magic weapon was not serious, and Gao Han repaired it for her on the spot.
Because of this, passers-by who originally thought he was just being mysterious, after seeing his methods with their own eyes, began to believe that he had real skills.
The girl couldn't let go of the whip that was still intact. She was very happy and paid the money without hesitation. She thanked the man before leaving.
"Please help me fix it too." Just as the girl left, another magic weapon was placed on Gao Han's desk, and it moved so fast that those who were ready to move were caught off guard.
Gao Han looked up at the person who came, also a girl. He left early that day and did not see what the girl who was arguing with Chen Siqin looked like, and did not know that she was Luo Xinxin.
Gao Han looked at the magic weapon she placed on the table, which was broken into two pieces, and raised an eyebrow.
"Don't you claim that you can repair anything here? Can you repair my magic weapon? It doesn't matter if it can't be repaired. I'm just asking." Luo Xinxin asked with a smile.
The friend standing behind her held his forehead with his hands, too tired to complain. Are you here to help others, or to cause trouble and destroy their reputation?
Luo Xinxin did not see the scene of Gao Han helping the girl in front to repair the magic weapon. She just happened to pass by and recognized that this handsome guy was the one who insulted Chen Siqin. Seeing that there were several people around him, but no one came forward, she thought that his business was so bad that no one came forward. Then she remembered that she still had a completely broken magic weapon, so she stood up.
She had consulted many weapon masters for this magic weapon, even some senior weapon masters, but none of them could guarantee a complete restoration, so she had kept it in her storage items.
Luo Xinxin's original intention was to help Gao Han increase his popularity. She didn't think much about it at the time. After she finished speaking, she realized that it was inappropriate, so she added another sentence. Who would have thought that she would miss out if she said too much?
Her friend was worried that she would say something wrong again, so she quickly pulled her over and said, "Are you here to help him or to hurt him? I beg you to stop talking. Senior weapon masters can't do it, so do you think he, a junior in the weapon refining academy, can do it?"
The two of them didn't know that Gao Han was from the Magical Weapon Academy.
Luo Xinxin suddenly froze, as if she had done something bad with good intentions.
"Is this magic weapon important to you?" Gao Han looked at the magic weapon that was broken into two pieces. Most people would have thrown it away long ago, but the reason why someone kept it shows that it has meaning to them.
He suddenly spoke, and the two looked over again.
Luo Xinxin was stunned for a moment, looking at the two pieces of magic weapon with a complicated expression.
"I understand." Gao Han said.
"What do you understand?" Luo Xinxin asked.
Gao Han did not answer, but just said: "This magic weapon is seriously damaged. I need some time and I need to find other materials. If you are not in a hurry, I will contact you after I have repaired it in two days."
Luo Xinxin and her friend's brains seemed to have added a gear, and the speed was suddenly slowed down. After a long while, they uttered a hesitant question, "Can you... really fix it?"
"What is this?" Gao Han gestured for him to look at his sign.
"We'll repair everything. If it can't be repaired, we'll compensate you." Luo Xinxin blinked.
Gao Han nodded, "Give me your contact information, I'll send you a message when it's fixed."
Luo Xinxin immediately gave out her contact information.
"Wait," her friend suddenly shouted, winking at the puzzled Luo Xinxin, and then said to Gao Han: "What should I call you handsome? What grade are you in? Which college and class are you from? We are free these two days, so we won't bother you handsome, we can go and get it ourselves."
When Luo Xinxin saw her friend asking four questions in a row, she finally realized that she was afraid that there might be something wrong with the high altitude and wanted to take precautions in advance.
"Gao Han, first year, Magical Instrument Academy, Class 9." Gao Han reported his information without hesitation, but forgot how terrifying the two behind him were in this situation.
When Luo Xinxin and her friends heard this, their eyes almost popped out and they said in unison: "You are a student from Class 9 of the Magical Instruments Academy!"
"No, why would a student from a magic weapon academy be able to repair magic weapons?" Luo Xinxin's friend had an expression that said, 'I'm well-read, don't lie to me'.
"Has anyone stipulated that weapon masters cannot go to the Magical Weapon Academy?" Gao Han asked back.
"That's not the case." Luo Xinxin said quickly, "Can you really repair my magic weapon?"
"If you don't believe me, you can take it back and pretend that this never happened." Gao Han said indifferently.
"No, no, I believe you." No matter how shocked Luo Xinxin was, she felt that he was not the kind of person who would joke about such a thing.
Luo Xinxin's friends didn't say anything this time.
Gao Han closed his stall and prepared to leave.
"Hey wait, isn't there still one more chance for repair?" Someone in the crowd who had been watching for a while hurriedly called out to Gao Han.
Luo Xinxin and her friends were confused. What was going on?
"We closed the stall early today, so there's no chance." Gao Han said calmly.
The other party looked annoyed and asked, "When will you come again tomorrow?"
"I have classes tomorrow, it depends." Gao Han remembered that there was an elective course at the Equipment Refining Academy tomorrow and he might not be able to come, so he left after saying that.
"Senior, is Gao Han very famous? Why did you come to him to repair the magic weapon?" Luo Xinxin was a person who would feel uncomfortable if he didn't ask questions when he had doubts.
The man glanced at her. It was because of her that he got there first. The last chance was lost, probably because of her. He replied because she was a girl, "I don't know if he is famous or not. I only know that he is very steady in repairing magic tools."
"So that's how it is..." The two looked at each other. It turned out that they were wrong. Gao Han did have no business, but they just didn't know about it. This was so embarrassing.
…
In the evening, Gao Han went to the villa to find Zhongli Tingzhou. What he said about breaking into a house that day was just a joke.
Zhongli Tingzhou recorded his information in front of him, gave him permission to enter and exit the villa, and said that next time he needed his help, he only needed to send him a message and he would come on time.
Not a cent more, not a cent less.
Zhongli Tingzhou also showed up on time tonight.
When Gao Han saw him, he couldn't help but showed a surprised expression, "What's wrong with your eyes?"
Zhongli Tingzhou touched his eyes and said with a smile: "Can't you tell that I'm wearing colored contact lenses?"
"Do you think the word idiot is written on my forehead?" Gao Han asked back with a mysterious expression.
"How could that be? You have always been the smartest boyfriend in my heart. I love your intelligence." Zhongli Tingzhou did not miss a single opportunity and took the opportunity to confess his love.
"Stop talking nonsense to me. You still smell of blood. Did you go out and kill someone?" The smell was already very faint, but Gao Han could still smell it.
"This dog nose really deserves to be my boyfriend." Zhongli Tingzhou applauded happily. He was exhausted after traveling for four hours. Even if there was any smell, it would have almost dissipated long ago. But he could still smell it. It was no exaggeration to praise him as a magic dog.
Three black lines slid down Gao Han's forehead. Never mind. This fake white rabbit was talking nonsense and obviously didn't want to answer. He couldn't get anything out of asking any more. "Let's get started."
"Wait a minute, take off your clothes first." Zhongli Tingzhou used a cleansing talisman on himself to clear away the dusty smell. He turned around and saw Gao Han had taken off his shirt and was facing away from him.
The fair skin has tight muscles, and the smooth lines extend downwards until they disappear, but this is not the point. From Zhongli Tingzhou's perspective, Gao Han's strong abdominal muscles are interpreting what the aesthetics of strength is.
"My boyfriend's figure is getting better and better." Zhongli Tingzhou said with great emotion, "Even his skin color is so beautiful."
Gao Han could no longer bear it and didn't need to endure it any longer. He raised his elbow and attacked his waist with a fierce momentum and murderous intent, showing no intention of showing mercy.
Fortunately, Zhongli Tingzhou reacted quickly, or was prepared, and blocked it with his hand, saying dissatisfiedly: "Too cruel, if this hits my kidney, your future happiness will be gone."
"Are you addicted to acting?" Gao Han was furious and wanted to glare at him to death.
Zhongli Tingzhou looked down at Gao Han, who was shorter than him after he sat down. When he tilted his head and stared upward, there was a strange sense of sharp and cold metallic lines, which was really pleasing to the eye. He chuckled and said, "Okay, I won't tease you anymore. I'm going to start. Sit down quickly and be careful not to twist your neck."
Gao Han was completely helpless with him. It seemed like this fake white rabbit was born to annihilate him. Every time he couldn't control his temper, he was so angry that his teeth were itching. But he, a real homosexual, couldn't flirt with her like he did.
"I'm warning you for the last time, don't flirt with me, otherwise you will bear the consequences!" Gao Han warned solemnly in a serious tone.
"Hey, am I flirting with you?" Zhongli Tingzhou looked surprised.
Gao Han clenched his five fingers into a fist, veins popped out, and his expression was forbearing.
Zhongli Tingzhou finally shut up.
As soon as the matter was over, Gao Han slammed the door and left. He returned to the dormitory and stayed in the bathroom for a long time before returning to his bed with a gloomy face.
Yang Ding saw that his face became uglier and uglier every time he came back every night, and thought that he had suffered a lot at the hands of someone. He felt very happy and wished that he would die soon.
…
The next morning, Gao Han went to class, and the learning atmosphere in Class 9 had indeed improved.
The classroom was filled with the sound of reciting. Counselor Wang was supervising on the first day, watching and nodding with satisfaction.
After memorizing the books, Instructor Wang divided the remaining time into two parts: one part was for competition with his own people, and the other part was for training with school resources. He supervised the whole process because he was afraid that the students would not be self-disciplined and could not hold on for a while.
Gao Han did not go to school in the afternoon, but attended the elective course on refining equipment. Because he was the only student in this class who majored in magical instruments and chose to practice cultivation, the school could not create several courses specially for him, so he took the entire elective course with students who majored in practicing cultivation equipment.
Gao Han arrived early. There were not many people in the huge classroom, so he randomly chose a seat in the middle back.
Ten minutes later, people started to arrive for class one after another.
At this time, there was a strange phenomenon. Everyone who sat down would look back after a while, and turn back to look at Gao Han from time to time, with expressions of shock and surprise, and they would gather together and whisper.
Gao Han didn't see it because he was sorting out the cultural class notes left by the original owner.
The character of the academic master is the original owner. Although he has the original owner's memories, it is impossible for him to be like the original owner for a while.
When you see familiar content, you may not be able to recall some of the things that are not clearly impressed by you immediately. If this happens during an exam, you may not be able to finish answering all the questions even if you are given twice as much time.
Fortunately, there is still some time before the cultural subject exams, so there is plenty of time for him to take his time.
"Classmate, which class are you from? You must have come to the wrong place." After an unknown amount of time, as more and more people came, the classroom became quieter and quieter. Until a person appeared next to Gao Han, an arrogant voice suddenly sounded, and there was no sound in the classroom anymore.
Gao Han turned around and saw a young man with three or four earrings on his ears and flamboyant red hair looking at him unhappily.
"This is the Equipment Refining Class, so you are not wrong."
The red-haired young man looked him up and down, curling up the corners of his mouth arrogantly, "That means you are the new one. This is a good piece of advice for you. You can sit in other seats in the future, but not in these two rows. Do you understand? New one?" He stretched out his hand to pat Gao Han's cheek.
Gao Han clamped his hands. No wonder so many students came, but no one came to sit in his row and the row behind him. He thought these people were shy.
"This is a public resource. I don't quite understand why I can't sit on it. The school has regulations that public resources can belong to individuals. If you can provide evidence, I will accept your statement." Gao Han shook off his hand.
"This is the evidence!" A shout came along with the red-haired young man's rampant voice.
It was said to be unexpected, but in Gao Han's eyes it seemed to be slowed down by more than half the speed.
Gao Han clamped his wrist easily, just like before, except that this time he pinched his wrist pulse directly. The red-haired young man was still unaware of it, and shouted at him to let go, raising his other hand. Before he could hit Gao Han, his voice changed and his face twisted in pain.
"Let go. Believe it or not, I will kill you. Do you know who I am? I am Young Master Yuan's man. If you touch me, you are making things difficult for Young Master Yuan."
The red-haired young man cried out in pain and threatened Yuan Shao.
Gao Han almost thought it was Yuan Chenlin, but Yuan Chenlin might be in danger now.
Master Jiang hated those soul refiners who used sinister means. After getting his consent, he submitted the evidence to the Soul Refiners Association and asked them to arrest Yuan Chenlin. At this moment, he should still be in the Soul Refiners Association's prison, waiting for Yuan Zhenghao to find someone to get him out.
He thought of Yuan Zhe that Zhang Hao mentioned. Zhang Hao was also a first-year student. This Yuan Zhe was most likely the Yuan Shao that the red-haired young man mentioned.
"You are looking for trouble with me because of that Young Master Yuan's instructions. There is no need to repeat these words." Gao Han shook off his hand when he saw that class was about to start.
The red-haired young man was thrown backwards. Fortunately, the younger brothers standing behind him caught him. There was a flash of surprise on his face, and the rest was full of anger. "It seems that you are determined to go against Master Yuan. Kneel down and apologize to me now. Maybe I can help you plead with Master Yuan."
"Please, sister, get out of here if you don't want to go to class!" A black pen fell from the sky and accurately hit the arrogant red-haired young man, accompanied by a loud and angry curse.
The red-haired young man instantly wilted when he heard the voice. A group of people looked for seats dejectedly and sat down quickly. They took the time to glare at Gao Han. If it weren't for him, he would not have forgotten the class time.
The person who threw the pen was Professor Fan, who was in charge of this class, an old man with black and white hair on his temples. Looking at the students being as quiet as chickens, one could tell that Professor Fan was not someone to be trifled with.
Professor Fan looks to be in his fifties. The age of a refiner in this world cannot be judged by appearance alone. A thirty-year-old may actually be in his sixties or seventies. Professor Fan has a high reputation, so he must be even older.
"In my class, no matter what grudges you have, you have to keep them to yourself. If I see the same thing again next time, get out of the classroom. I won't say it again, do you understand?" Professor Fan swept his glare across the room.
"I understand!" the students shouted loudly. It was all conditioned reflex and they were well trained.
"Very good, now let's start the roll call."
Professor Fan's voice was as loud as a bell. Every time he read out a word, the students responded loudly. All late students were punished by standing, including the one referred to as Yuan Shao by the red-haired young man.
Gao Han didn't know that he was Yuan Zhe at first. When Professor Fan said his name, he didn't let him into the classroom just because of his special identity. He even told him to get out and stand in the corner without even looking up. Mr. Yuan didn't show any embarrassment, but smiled and said that he deserved to be punished for being late.
The stickiness is very strong. Gao Han's first reaction is that he is much stronger than Yuan Chenlin and knows how to advance and retreat, but at the same time, it also means that he is not easy to deal with.
When Professor Fan read Gao Han's name, his voice paused noticeably.
"Everyone, please remember this student Gao Han. He is the only student who majored in the School of Magical Instruments and chose the School of Cultivation Instruments. He is very courageous. I admire such people. They are courageous, but!"
He emphasized the word "but" again.
"Being bold doesn't mean being strong. I hope he doesn't overestimate his own abilities."
The classroom was suddenly filled with the sound of laughter.
"What are you laughing at? What's so funny?" Professor Fan glared at those who laughed the loudest, and they all shrank into silence. "Even a person who majored in magic weapon academy knows not to give up. If you majored in magic weapon academy, you will not have the nerve to stay in this school if he surpasses you. I feel ashamed for you. Don't say you are my students when you leave!"
Gao Han narrowed his eyes. This Professor Fan was not only tough, but also very smart. He didn't know if using him to stimulate these students would be effective, but at least the purpose was achieved.
Being surpassed by a student in the elective class must be very uncomfortable for these gifted students. It does them no good at all. Instead, it puts them in the spotlight. If they really get the last place in the score, it would be a real embarrassment in public.
Gao Han originally wanted to keep a low profile, but now because of Professor Fan, it has become almost impossible.
Of course, he himself did not think about the fact that he had offended Yuan Zhe and Chen Siqin, and it had become impossible for him to keep a low profile.
Is Professor Fan targeting Gao Han? No, he is a big shot, so why would he target a student? It's just his personality. He speaks and acts without restraint. You can't say he is impulsive. At most, he has a bad temper and curses at people at every turn.
The first time Gao Han attended his class, he was really impressed. From the beginning of the class to the end of the get out of class, he scolded more than two-thirds of the students. It was his first time, so he was lucky not to be scolded.
Before the get out of class ended, Professor Fan left homework for the next class.
Gao Han did not give the red-haired young man a chance to take revenge because of the fake white rabbit. In recent days, he did not want to fight with others, so he followed Professor Fan after class.
As expected, the red-haired young man and his little brothers did not dare to follow him. They just kept making the gesture of wiping their necks from behind, and they would not let him go.
After leaving the teaching building, Gao Han left without looking back, so no one saw him.
Knowing that he had followed him all the way and thinking that he had some questions to ask, Professor Fan glared at his back angrily as he left.
Gao Han turned and went to the weapon refining room, ready to drive out Luo Xinxin's magic weapon.
Her magic weapon broke so cleanly, and it was the first time for him to repair a magic weapon that was broken into two pieces.
Gao Han took out an ancient book from Yayoi's ring, found the restoration records of various magical instruments written by old man Yuanshan, and found the records of the restoration of the magical instrument that was broken into two pieces.
As mentioned above, this kind of magical weapon that has broken its magic is actually destroyed and can essentially be recycled because the magical weapon's spiritual light has dissipated. The spiritual light is equivalent to the magical weapon's spirituality. The higher the spiritual light, the better the magical weapon. A magical weapon without spiritual light is almost the same as an ordinary weapon.
Ancient books also mentioned that in order to repair a magical instrument that has lost its spiritual light, a material is needed to restore its spiritual light. This material is called Lingyun Stone.
Lingyun Stone is a relatively difficult material to find, but if it wasn't available, he wouldn't take on this business.
He happened to have a Lingyun Stone in his hand, which he got from Boss Zhou. When Boss Zhou gave it to him, he didn't know that it was the Lingyun Stone, because there were a lot of impurities in it, which changed the original color of the Lingyun Stone, causing Boss Zhou to misjudge it.
The Lingyun Stone can reshape the lost spiritual light of a magical weapon, and of course it can also increase the spiritual light of a magical weapon, but it ultimately depends on the means of the weapon master. Some weapon masters may not be able to do it even with the Lingyun Stone, so Gao Han is not reluctant to use it.
After rehearsing the process of repairing the magic weapon dozens of times in his mind, Gao Han felt confident and started to work.
The Lingyun Stone was as big as an adult's head. As he continued to extract impurities, its size slowly shrank. When he could no longer extract impurities, only a piece of the Lingyun Stone the size of a fingernail remained. If it was lost accidentally, it might be lost forever, but it was enough to repair Luo Xinxin's magic weapon.
Three hours later, the magic weapon that was broken into two pieces was completely new, with the broken parts perfectly connected together, and it was almost impossible to tell that it had ever been broken.
It was only because it was repaired later and its spiritual light had dissipated, plus it was his first time using it, so the power of this magic weapon was not the same as before, and it could be considered 90% perfect at best.
Gao Han saw that it was getting late and decided to go back. As soon as he stood up, his legs went weak.
The next second, his expression changed suddenly.
The protective layer that Zhongli Tingzhou had applied on him to suppress the bone-dispersing powder actually loosened. The bone-dispersing powder began to absorb his cultivation, and his cultivation returned to its original state of rapidly declining.
Gao Han immediately dialed Zhongli Tingzhou's number, but after just two rings, the caller hung up. He called again and was hung up again. A few seconds later, a message was sent to his communicator.
"Baby, do you miss me so much? Don't worry, give me half an hour, and I will come and satisfy you right away."
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