Lian Han: ...
"Is this a live burial?" Ning Jue raised an eyebrow, looking at the empty cave.
Lian Han pointed to the area above and behind them, where the road was indeed blocked, and added, "General, try going down."
The two walked on for a while, but the road below was also blocked. It was truly his fault. Looking at the road blocked by earth and rocks, Ning Jue said, "I'm sorry."
Just as Lian Han was about to reply, the other person said again, "Then Miss Lian should know how to get there, right?"
Lian Han thought about Ning Shang's status as the number one person in his department, and then thought about how he came to save her. Finally, he took out the Origin Tracing Card and injected his mental power into it.
The soil and rocks on the road ahead rose up and returned to their original positions. Ning Jue asked in surprise, "What kind of card is this?"
"General, this is a traceability card. It allows us to trace back to the source and restore physical objects that have been damaged within a certain period of time," Lian Han said.
The girl's expression seemed even colder. Ning Jue raised an eyebrow. "Respectful terms are too troublesome. I'm of the same generation as your father, so just call me Uncle. I'll call you Lian Han."
"uncle."
Ning Jue completely ignored the girl's coldness, "Your traceability card is somewhat similar to Lady Jialan's tracing method."
"The traceability card is only for inanimate objects, far inferior to Madam's." Although the top-grade traceability card can be used on people, she should keep that to herself.
As they were talking, the road ahead was blocked by earth and rocks again.
The girl's face was icy as she activated the card again. Seeing the card's durability drop to 6, Ning Jue had a guess in mind, "You're a card maker? What level are you?"
"Have you ever seen a 15-year-old intermediate card maker?"
Ning Jue glanced at her. "No. The record for advancing to the intermediate card-making level was set by His Majesty Juecheng at the age of 17. But aren't records meant to be broken? Maybe there will be one in the future."
He remained silent, even in the cold.
Did you make this card?
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