My Professions Have Too Much Personality - Chapter 95 - 93: The Secret of the Wise Man and the Scholar
Chapter 95: Chapter 93: The Secret of the Wise Man and the Scholar
’Evolved?’ Su Chen scanned the large amount of information before him. ’Not only did it evolve, it took a double leap to the Priest level.’
Unlike sequential professions, special professions didn’t have clear divisions like Tier One, Tier Two, or Tier Three. Their strength generally increased in tandem with the advancement of one’s main profession.
However, some special professions could also advance, indicating an increase in the profession’s power and making their abilities even stronger.
Ordinary Believers were cannon fodder, but fanatics were different. Within the Deceitful God Sect, they not only held a certain status but could even borrow the Deceitful God’s power to further strengthen themselves.
And Priests were on another level entirely. Their status was even more revered, and they held the power of life and death over the Believers beneath them.
“Huh… How did I get here?” Zhao Hong snapped out of it, only then noticing Su Chen in front of him.
“Section… Section Chief Su?” he called out hesitantly.
“I was about to ask you the same thing.” Su Chen snapped out of his daze, an equally confused look on his face.
“Oh no, it’s that thing!” Zhao Hong’s face fell. Without even stopping to explain, he hurried off toward the upper decks.
’A Priest just like that. That’s already high-level among the Black Tuo Followers…’ Su Chen closed the door, speculating to himself. ’The corrupting consciousness… I bet that was the thing hidden inside the Black Tuo Statue.’
’That’s seriously messed up.’ Su Chen reminded himself to be more vigilant about anything related to the Deceitful God in the future.
This kind of insidious erosion couldn’t affect him, but Black Tuo and his Believers definitely possessed the ability to kill him outright.
’I’m afraid this Black Tuo has its sights on me. Let’s see if there’s anything left inside that statue.’ Su Chen hesitated for a moment, then deadbolted his door and tried to transform into a Priest Black Tuo.
His hair receded, his eyes gradually turned pitch-black, and his pupils seemed to split into vertical slits. Black patterns spread across his cheeks, coalescing into a black, vertical eye on the crown of his head.
His entire being radiated a sinister aura, and ripples spread through the air around him.
’If Old Xia saw this, he’d probably feel duty-bound to take me down.’ Su Chen looked at himself in the mirror, carefully assessing the change. ’My perception range has expanded, but no new knowledge has appeared in my mind…’
Perhaps because it was only a “disguise,” Su Chen hadn’t gained the ability to converse with Black Tuo.
The feeling that had been drawing him in on the airship was now gone.
’The Black Tuo Statue is finally clean.’
He was certain now that the corrupting consciousness had been a remnant left inside it. Hearing a commotion outside, Su Chen dropped his disguise, opened the door, and found the corridor packed with people.
“What’s going on?” Su Chen saw Du Yu and pulled him over to ask.
“I don’t know,” Du Yu said, just as confused. “The two special envoys issued an order for everyone to get out of their rooms and stay where they can see one another.”
’It must have been the Inspector Guard’s report. It’s put Yang Yan and Gu Bing on high alert,’ Su Chen realized.
“Are you alright?” Yang Yan and Gu Bing hurried over and fussed over Su Chen.
They had learned from Zhao Hong’s report that he had mysteriously appeared in front of Su Chen’s door, which gave them a scare.
If anything happened to Su Chen, Xia Hanshi would skin them alive when he got back.
After discovering there was nothing wrong with Zhao Hong, they came to check on Su Chen.
After a meticulous inspection that lasted several hours, the two of them must have confirmed that nothing was wrong before they let him return.
This little episode left everyone on edge, but Su Chen was finally at ease. He retrieved the small metal case from the luggage compartment that Yuan Chenyang had pressed on him before he boarded.
BEEP—
After a simple fingerprint scan, a cold white mist billowed out from the opening, revealing neat rows of Fog Poison Potions and Illusion Essences.
Su Chen did a quick count. There were fifty vials in total, which he figured would be enough to last him until he reached Ying Feng. He couldn’t help but sigh in admiration. ’Old Yuan, you’re a good man.’
Unfortunately, there was a monthly quota for Glazed Blood. Even Old Yuan would have a hard time scrounging up too much at once. He had already drunk more than ten vials previously.
Even at Tier Two, it could increase his development efficiency by 25% to 30%. He licked his lips, feeling a little nostalgic.
He put the contraband into his Storage Space. Although the airship didn’t have a Gravity Training Chamber, he still had to keep up with his training. It would just be a little less efficient.
…
BOOM!
A few days later, the airship shuddered, and Gu Bing’s gentle voice came over the broadcast: “Everyone, we have arrived at the ruins. We will be stopping here for no more than half an hour. If you’d like to go out and take a look, please do so as soon as possible.”
’Ruins?’ Su Chen’s curiosity was piqued. He quickly tidied up and left his room. He saw other people milling about in the corridor, talking excitedly. They clearly wanted to go out and see, too.
“Old Su…” Du Yu greeted him.
“Su—” Zhang Hengyu started to walk over. The “-bro” died on his lips when he saw his smiling father up ahead. It awkwardly turned into, “Junior Master Su.”
Zhang Yunqing fell a few steps behind, really not wanting to run into Su Chen.
“The ruins! I’ve never seen them with my own eyes,” Du Yu said, quite excited and rubbing his hands together.
Just as the group reached the gangway, Su Chen heard a series of astonished gasps from up ahead.
When he looked up, his expression changed as well. A massive, dome-shaped mechanical fortress was clearly visible in the distance. Its metal shell glinted coldly under the surrounding high-powered spotlights.
Sparks of electricity occasionally arced across its exposed metal structures, and plumes of smoke rose from the surrounding metal wreckage.
“So this is a ruin…” Su Chen murmured. ’Could this planet really have produced such a massive mechanical fortress?’
“This is a mechanical-type ruin. There are also mystical-type, biological-type, and others,” Zhang Hongbo explained, having appeared from nowhere.
“Mechanical-type ruins yield rare technologies, thermal weapons, and things like that. Maybe even formulas for advanced Potions…”
“I see.” Su Chen’s gaze was fixed on the metal structure exposed on the ground.
“What took you so long?”
A familiar voice rang out. Su Chen instinctively turned his head and was stunned. “Teacher, what are you doing here?”
The surrounding crowd parted, forming an empty space around Xia Hanshi.
“I was in the area and noticed another uprising, so I stepped in to suppress it,” Xia Hanshi said nonchalantly.
“Why don’t you explore it? It shouldn’t be difficult for you, right?” Su Chen asked curiously.
Xia Hanshi shook his head. “It’s not that simple. Exploration isn’t the same as demolition. A formal exploration would require a large team to advance layer by layer. It would take three to six months to even begin to understand this ruin.”
Zhang Hongbo had already gone down to meet with Feng Chang, who had been stationed here all along.
He was the City Patrol Minister. Normally, he should have been rotated out long ago, but with Yuan Chenyang’s emergency transfer, he had no choice but to remain here.
The moment he saw Zhang Hongbo, his surprise was obvious.
It was unclear what the two were discussing, but the seemingly calm City Patrol Minister was acting jumpy and startled, before finally freezing completely, staring blankly in their direction.
“Teacher, wait…” Seeing that Xia Hanshi was about to leave, Su Chen quickly stopped him. Old Xia had left so abruptly last time that he still had questions.
“What is it?” Xia Hanshi asked, looking over.
Su Chen considered for a moment. “In Ying Feng, are there any professions similar to Scholar or Wise Man?”
“Scholar? Wise Man?”
Xia Hanshi’s previously casual expression suddenly froze. He spun around, his eyes gleaming, his slightly heavy voice laced with a suppressed sense of anticipation.
“Why are you suddenly asking about this?”
Su Chen thought Old Xia was acting a little strange, but he didn’t dwell on it and answered matter-of-factly, “These special professions can increase the efficiency of a Training Technique, so I was wondering if there were any others like them…”
BOOM!
The moment he finished speaking, a blazing aura erupted from Old Xia. The nearby people who hadn’t yet left the gangway staggered, nearly falling over.
Before Su Chen could react, his vision blurred, and he found himself back in his room. Xia Hanshi stared at him with a fiery gaze. “You… you’ve already acquired both of those professions?”
“Yes,” Su Chen nodded cautiously, sensing that something was amiss.
“I should have known… I can’t believe I never asked,” Xia Hanshi murmured. Back when he first arrived in Southwind City, he had known that Su Chen had looked up information on the Scholar profession.
But he was well aware of how difficult that profession was to acquire. It was nearly impossible for someone Su Chen’s age, so he had eventually put the thought out of his mind.
“What’s wrong?” Su Chen was confused.
“Was it a forced acquisition? A normal one? Or a perfect one?” Xia Hanshi didn’t answer, pressing him instead.
“Er…” Su Chen was about to say something, but changed his mind. “They were both forced acquisitions. I just got lucky.”
“A forced acquisition… is still excellent.” Xia Hanshi wasn’t surprised, his expression complex. “No wonder no one discovered your Talent before. It’s been raised again, hasn’t it? You have some good luck.”
“Is there some secret about these two professions?” Su Chen asked again.
“That’s right,” Xia Hanshi nodded, his voice grave. “These professions can improve one’s Talent postnatally. They’re extremely rare. Almost everyone attempts to acquire them, but the difficulty is incredibly high.”
“Moreover, they seem to be part of a series—or even prerequisites for a certain profession,” Xia Hanshi finally explained. “Ying Feng has been researching them, but we don’t have much information at present.”
’A series? Prerequisites?’ Su Chen’s heart jolted.
Xia Hanshi mused, “Scholar was the first one discovered, and its acquisition requirements are quite harsh. Wise Man has high requirements for one’s Talent. A few months ago, the Translation Department deciphered Saint… but I don’t know the specific details.”
“Even you don’t know?” Su Chen couldn’t help but be disappointed.
“I’m not omnipotent,” Xia Hanshi said coldly. “After the Translation Department deciphered it, they shelved it. Many people were curious and wanted to see the information, but they were all denied.”
“The Translation Department… is that powerful?” Su Chen said in surprise.
“No one wants to get on the wrong side of the Translation Department,” Xia Hanshi explained, and Su Chen gradually began to understand.
The Translation Department was another important institution in Ying Feng. It had very few members, reported directly to the Elder Council, and held an extremely revered status.
They specialized in deciphering Holy Word Stones excavated from ruins and translating ancient languages.
Over 70% of the professions known in Ying Feng were deciphered by the Translation Department.
A single mistake in a word could lead to a cascade of problems.
Furthermore, they held the original texts for the professions, and some advancement requirements needed to be specially adapted for the current era.
Even when Old Xia himself was advancing, he had made a special trip to the Translation Department to conduct detailed research on his chosen profession.
He discovered many hidden details that significantly increased his chances of a successful advancement.
’A place like that actually exists…’ Su Chen’s expression was strange.
