Jujutsu: Eight Magical Skills At The Beginning, Admission Is A Special Level

Chapter 14: This Person is Easily Beaten When Released

On the way to the fire room, Lu Bei was ecstatic, unable to control the upward curve of his mouth.

When one encounters joy, their spirits are uplifted, and they see everything with delight.

The sky became bluer, he became more handsome, and even the philosophical atmosphere on the training ground became more attractive.

Being able to take on missions was of great significance to Lu Bei, directly impacting his future life plans. Should he rely on his own strength or rely on a wealthy woman to become stronger?

Indeed, he could continue refining pills, leveling up through experience to obtain Skill Points. As his level as an alchemist increased, he could advance to become a High Level alchemist, a grandmaster, and even a grandmaster of grandmasters, refining higher level pills and gaining more experience.

But completing missions was the fastest way to gain experience.

As a novice player, Lu Bei already had a main occupation, secondary occupation, martial arts, skills, and many other skill-consuming bottomless pits. It was easy to imagine that relying solely on experience gained from refining pills would be like a drop in the bucket, a never-ending path.

Missions were the grand avenue.

At this moment, Lu Bei was walking on the right path. How could he not be overjoyed?

No wonder the general asked me to keep an eye on him and prevent him from running around. This person doesn't seem very clever.

The silly look of Lu Bei, who took two steps and chuckled three times, was seen by the personal guard. He made an evaluation in his heart and, upon reaching the fire room, found a bearded blacksmith to explain the situation.

The bearded blacksmith was tall and strong, with curly hair and scars scattered all over his muscular body.

He was responsible for repairing damaged armor and weapons in the military camp. With four apprentices under his wing, he belonged to the logistics department and was very polite to the arrival of the personal guard.

Upon hearing that Lu Bei was Wei Mao's cousin, he patted his chest loudly, indicating that there was no problem. In a short while, the delicate and tender general's cousin would obediently return to his room.

It was a familiar scene, just like when Lin Bohai made the same solemn promise back then.

The difference was that Lin Bohai received red envelopes, while there were no such dirty things in the military governed by Wei Mao.

For the second time, Lu Bei regained the feeling of playing a game. Ignoring the NPC blacksmith, he rummaged through the house and found a book on basic forging techniques.

Experience decreased.

Skill increased.

Obtained a new secondary occupation.

Blacksmith Level 4 (10/8000).

With an experience reserve of over two hundred thousand, Lu Bei rubbed his hands together, picked up the whiteboard iron hammer by his feet, and began hammering the rough blade.

The Hundred Refinements Blade, as the name suggests, required at least one hundred strikes.

Lu Bei believed this. With the bonus of the blacksmith occupation, he quickly entered a state.

With a skilled posture and precise movements, the nearby blacksmith and personal guard looked at each other in confusion. They seemed to have misunderstood something. The general's pretty boy cousin wasn't just a freeloader. At least he could make a living by forging.

Ding!

Lu Bei put down the iron hammer, cooled the blade, and hammered the handle and guard onto it. Finally, he sheathed the blade and handed it to the personal guard.

"???"

The personal guard looked at the steel blade placed in front of him, blinked, and shook his head. "No need, you misunderstood. I just said it casually, I didn't plan on getting another blade."

"I know, just take it for now."

"..."

With Lu Bei's insistence, the personal guard took the steel blade, unsheathed it with a crisp sound, and couldn't help but nod when he saw the cold and sharp gleam.

"Good blade!"

The quality was excellent, and it could replace the new blade he had just obtained two years ago.

Suddenly, both hands were empty.

"Since you don't want a second one, then I'll keep it."

"I didn't..."

Receiving the completion notification for the mission, Lu Bei took back the Hundred Refinements Blade, turned around and left, leaving the personal guard in a state of confusion.

No wonder the general asked me to keep an eye on him and prevent him from running around. This person is easily beaten when released.

On Lu Bei's side, he stored the first forged steel blade in his Universe Bag, opened the information prompt, and smiled as he read it.

[You have completed a forging, with product level and quality judgment, gaining 500 experience. This is the first truly meaningful forging, with an additional 2000 experience.]

[Forging the Hundred Refinements Blade has been completed, gaining 500 experience.]

500 experience was not much, in terms of cost-effectiveness, forging the Hundred Refinements Blade was not as good as Lu Bei using five alchemy furnaces to grind for experience. But this was undoubtedly a good start, more meaningful than Lu Bei gaining over two hundred thousand experience in the Alchemy Room.

"It's worth celebrating, having a drink is not excessive."

Lu Bei returned the same way he came from the fire room and looked at the guard beside him, saying, "Excuse me, where is the wine cellar? No, where does the old army doctor live? Please take me there and bring me a jug. When you write it down, write it under my... cousin Wei Mao's name."

So you don't plan on paying, huh?

The guard sneered and shook his head, saying, "Drinking alcohol is prohibited in the military. It's a rule set by General Wei. Anyone who violates it will be punished with thirty lashes and half a month's salary."

"Rules cannot be broken. As Wei Mao's younger cousin, I can't let him be in a difficult position."

Lu Bei nodded in agreement and changed the subject, saying, "In that case, you can take me out and I'll treat you to a drink. That way, it won't be breaking the rules."

The guard didn't say anything and directly refused.

Afterwards, he avoided the paths with walls and led Lu Bei straight through the training ground, cutting off his idea of climbing over the wall to take a shortcut.

Lu Bei was greatly shocked. He never expected that an ordinary NPC soldier would be so clever and not at all simple-minded.

Feeling in a good mood, Lu Bei reluctantly entered a small room and asked the guard to pass a message to Wei Mao, expressing his longing for the days in the Alchemy Room and strongly requesting to continue his studies there.

The guard couldn't stand Lu Bei's incessant chatter and asked someone else to deliver the message, while he himself stayed at his post, standing like a nail at the door, not moving a step.

Before nightfall, Wei Mao arrived and took Lu Bei out of the military camp.

"Senior Guard, do you agree to let me return to the Alchemy Room tomorrow?" Lu Bei asked on the carriage.

"No."

"Then why did you suddenly take me out of the military camp?"

"Official matters have been dealt with, and tomorrow is a day off."

"Shall we have a drink?"

"No alcohol."

"How about listening to a tune?"

"Your senior sister doesn't allow it."

"..."

Lu Bei rolled his eyes in frustration. He couldn't figure out how Zhu Yan, who had a lively personality like him, ended up falling for Wei Mao.

Complementing each other's strengths and weaknesses? That's not rare. Just find any random guy, isn't it better than Wei Mao, who can't even produce a fart with three sticks?

After thinking for a long time, Lu Bei could only conclude that Zhu Yan chose Wei Mao because he was honest.

...

In front of Wei Mansion, the carriage left and a servant opened the door to welcome Wei Mao.

At that moment, a beautifully decorated carriage slowly stopped, and a young man pushed aside the curtain and greeted with a smile, "General Wei, Brother-in-law Wei, long time no see."

"You are... Oh, it's Young Master Zhu."

Wei Mao raised his hand in a salute and said, "Long time no see, I didn't recognize you for a moment. Please forgive me, Young Master Zhu."

The young man named Zhu Kui, tall and imposing, was obviously a member of the royal family who was far away from the center of power in the Zhu Clan.

"No worries, Brother-in-law is busy with official duties, and he still remembers me. It's my honor."

Zhu Kui jumped off the carriage and saluted, nodding at Lu Bei politely, saying, "Brother, you're too kind."

"Not at all, not at all." Lu Bei smiled in response.

"By the way, Brother-in-law, is my sister at home?"

"She went back to our hometown these past few days, she's not here."

"Then I really came at the wrong time..."

Zhu Kui sighed and spoke frankly, "Recently, our family's business and the Great Victory Pass Alchemy Room and Equipment Room have been cooperating. I heard that my sister is in charge of the Alchemy Room, so I wanted to come and establish a relationship, hoping that she would take care of me in the future."

"She will be back in half a month, you can come then."

"That's what they say, but I've prepared a small gift. Can't I just take it back?"

Zhu Kui hesitated and said, "Yesterday, I sent an invitation and prepared a banquet specifically for this. Brother-in-law, didn't you receive it?"

"No."

"..."

Both of them fell silent. One was Zhu Kui, who was trying his best to establish connections with relatives, but Wei Mao was difficult to approach. The other was Lu Bei, who sighed at the fickleness of human relationships. When he was just a low-level employee, he didn't have any wealthy relatives coming to visit him.

(End of this chapter)