20demayo Chapter 42 There are still guests
Chapter 42 There are still guests
"Brother, do you really want me to go up on stage and explain the theory for you? But..."
Before Tang San could finish speaking, Xiao Wu, who was tidying his clothes, interrupted him: "Alright, alright, Brother Xiao is giving you a chance to show off, and you're not going for it. Look how impressive this new outfit is."
"Don't worry, Xiao San. I will deal with anyone who tries to make things difficult. Grandpa Li said that City Lord Xiao has already contacted the Spirit Hall to set up defenses."
"That's not what I'm worried about, brother." Tang San's expression was quite helpless. "These honors should rightfully belong to you; I can't accept them."
"Hey." Xiao Yan patted Tang San on the shoulder. "We're brothers, there's no such thing as yours or mine. Besides, when we're going to showcase our research results, you'll need to use your spirit rings and spirit skills. No matter what, you'll have to be on the stage."
"Um, could we not use the first soul skill?" Tang San was a little embarrassed. As he got older, he always felt ashamed of having a Blue Silver Grass on his head.
"Of course not. The most prominent point of my theory about Blue Silver Grass is your first spirit ring."
The three chatted and laughed in the rest room, completely ignoring Old Man Li, who was drinking alone to himself.
"Grandpa Li, drink less. If you go on stage and your face turns red, people will think you're going to perform in a play." Xiao Yan looked at the old man, worried that he might not be able to walk steadily later.
"What's the panic? Every time your grandpa teaches at the academy, I always have a couple of drinks first."
A soft knock came from outside the door, and the group immediately fell silent. Xiao Yan immediately pulled up the curtain to hide himself.
Seeing that everything was in order, Tang San stepped forward and opened the door.
"Hello Mr. Tang, this is a distinguished guest, here to see Professor Yan Xiao... Scholar Yan Xiao." The hostess ushered the person in and then gently closed the door again.
"Hey, Yong-ge, you actually have time to come."
The newcomer was none other than A Yong, the blacksmith apprentice whom he hadn't seen in a long time. Some of Tang San's hidden weapons involved rather complicated iron parts, which made it a bit troublesome for him to operate.
Xiao Yan then introduced Norton and his apprentice. Of course, Tang San didn't give them blueprints, but rather blueprints for individual parts. As for the assembly method, only Tang San himself knew it.
"Yes, my master wouldn't let me come. He said there was nothing good about this kind of thing and that I should focus on blacksmithing. I sneaked out before dawn. My master, that happy old man, was still snoring in the shop. I even took the breakfast that his wife left for him and ate it on the way."
Upon hearing the voice of the newcomer, Xiao Yan smiled knowingly. It seemed that Yong-ge was still as slow-witted as ever; this breakfast was originally left for him by his master's wife.
He lifted the curtain, stepped forward, and gave Yong a big hug.
"Brother Xiao Yan, it's been four years since we last met. Your cultivation has surpassed mine. You even gave a lecture today. If Master Yan Xiao hadn't given me his VIP card, I wouldn't have believed that you were Yan Xiao."
"Hehe, Brother Yong, as your little brother, I naturally miss you too." Xiao Yan said, but his eyes swept over Brother Yong's entire body.
"Don't look anymore, don't look anymore. Don't worry, little brother Xiao Yan, I've taken good care of the things you gave me."
As Yong Ge spoke, he took out a small, crystal-clear gem from his pocket. It was covered with intricate patterns. This was a small storage soul tool that Xiao Yan had carved based on the "Twenty-Four Grotto-Heavens." At present, there were no relevant blueprints, so he could only conduct experiments based on the existing soul tools.
What he didn't expect was that the item he gave it to Brother Yong was still the same as it was when he gave it to him.
"You're really carefree. If you don't put a shell on the patterned stone, you'll be crying when the patterns wear off," Xiao Yan warned.
"Hehe, I think it's comfortable to hold and use, so I don't mind. Unlike my master, who had the stone set in his ring, my master's wife was happy for a long time."
Yong Ge didn't care at all; he was clearly happy that his younger brother Xiao Yan had given him a gift.
"By the way, Xiao San, take a look at these parts. They were all forged exactly according to your requirements."
Yong took out a bunch of scattered parts from the storage stone and spread them on the table. There were at least twenty components alone.
Tang San carefully took it, and after activating his Purple Demon Eye, he carefully observed the patterns inside, including the mechanism that needed to be integrated into each part. It could be said that everything was forged just right. He immediately assembled it, and in a short while, a crossbow with dozens of holes appeared in front of everyone.
Some materials were still scattered on the table, indicating that Yong Ge and Uncle Norton had made two sets of parts.
It was the Zhuge Crossbow that Tang San relied on most in the early stages of his time on the mainland.
"Uncle Norton's craftsmanship is still so perfect. This assembled Zhuge Crossbow can even unleash 1.5 times its original power." Tang San nodded in satisfaction, took out a bag of silver soul coins from his belt and handed it to Brother Yong. Having followed Xiao Yan for so long, he was now considered a big shot.
"Okay, as long as you're satisfied. In that case, if you need anything else in the future, we have molds available. It's a big business opportunity, after all."
Amidst the laughter, the hostess politely knocked on their door again.
The lecture was scheduled to begin in the afternoon, and everyone looked at each other, wondering what was going on.
"Hello, there is a distinguished guest outside with a VIP seat card. Would it be convenient for you to see them?"
"Brother Yong, didn't you say Uncle Norton wasn't coming?" Tang San asked, puzzled.
"Yeah, he wouldn't let me come, so why did I come here by myself?"
After a moment's thought, Xiao Yan went to open the door, but he didn't see anyone outside except for the hostess.
"Sir, the lady said she's waiting for Master Yanxiao on the Notting College playground, where there are fewer people."
The hostess bowed to Xiao Yan, who was peeking out from the side.
"You guys keep chatting, I'll be right back." Xiao Yan turned around, greeted the people inside with some nervousness, and walked outside.
"Who is it that makes Brother Xiao personally go there?" Xiao Wu looked at Tang San, but he and Brother Yong both shrugged. It was quite rare to see Xiao Yan looking so anxious.
"Hmph, a bunch of kids don't understand." Old Man Li finished the last sip of Imperial Jade Liquor, his face flushed, and let out a satisfied burp.
"That brat Xiao Yan, he's in love."
Xiao Yan naturally knew that since Brother Yong had come to the blacksmith shop, who else could be receiving the VIP seat card from him?
But Old Man Li was wrong about his thoughts. This patron had just given him 300 gold soul coins a few days ago. Even if he was asked to watch him use the toilet, he would have gone there without hesitation. Maybe if the patron was happy, he could give him some more. After all, he had four mouths to feed.
He didn't run the whole way, but he still unconsciously quickened his pace, and the rolling beast on his head bounced up and down.
"Xiao Yan, slow down," the rolling beast grumbled.
At this moment, apart from the gatekeeper who was forced to guard the gate, there was hardly anyone left at Notting Academy. Everyone had already gathered at the central platform in front of the Spirit Hall to wait for the afternoon lecture. When Xiao Yan arrived at the academy's playground, he saw a black-haired girl swinging on a swing. However, no matter how hard she tried to swing her legs, the swing did not move much.
But the scene was not funny at all; on the contrary, it brought a sense of peace.
Her long, waist-length hair fluttered in the wind. As if sensing something, she put her feet firmly on the sand and stopped herself from sitting on the swing.
The girl looked up and her gaze met that of Xiao Yan, who had just arrived.
Her hair was jet black like a waterfall, but her eyes were exceptionally beautiful, sparkling like amethysts.
Her smile was like a gentle breeze.