"Although this carriage isn't slow, it's too bumpy." Ge Zheng gave an honest assessment of Miss Feifei's carriage. The four horses pulling the carriage were definitely not slow, but the carriages in the Star Refining World were not very comfortable, and at this speed, it was uncomfortable. However, Feifei enjoyed this feeling, and she tightly grasped the two handles inside the carriage, "Teacher, don't you think that this up and down, left and right feel is similar to flying? My dream is to fly, and I study magic for the day I can fly."
Ge Zheng asked, "Fly? Fly for what purpose?" "To throw bird droppings on the heads of people I dislike."
Ge Zheng: "..."
Miss Feifei's carriage was indeed fast, and in no time, they arrived back at Ge Zheng's residence. As soon as Feifei got off the carriage, she was surprised, "Huh, is this your carriage, Teacher? Why is it always parked here?" Ge Zheng took a look and saw that it was Gronia's carriage. Gronia's horse had been eaten by them, but later, the Dark Temple had provided her with a new carriage, not as good as the original, but still decent in the Oba City.
Three days ago, Gronia's carriage had also been parked here when Miss Feifei arrived.
Ge Zheng snorted, "No, it belongs to a friend." Miss Feifei asked, "What friend? Why does it always stay here?" Ge Zheng tried to be tactful, so as not to appear stingy, "That friend likes the food from my house." When Miss Feifei suddenly realized, "Oh, so I'm not the only one freeloading..." As soon as she said that, her face turned red. Ge Zheng pretended not to hear and went in first.
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Seeing Honest Dunk's tired and hunched back, Ge Zheng felt that he should hire a few more servants.
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"What, leaving me behind? No way, I'm also going to the Delson Royal City!" After learning about the small group's decision, Conmins expressed his dissatisfaction with Diora.
Sorgviren stared dully at Ge Zheng, "I will never leave Sir!" The second half of his sentence, "and his summoner," was meant to be implied, although that couldn't be said out loud. But with his affectionate gaze, Diora sighed, feeling that although they always clashed at the dining table, his pitiful and emotional appearance was actually worthy of some sympathy. Well, she decided to let him go along.
She then looked at Ge Zheng, and then at Gronia, calculating in her mind: If something really happened between Ge Zheng and Sorgviren, there would be no obstacle between herself and Gronia!
This jumbled train of thought suddenly made Diora decide to support Sorgviren's trip to Delson.
This way, it was unrealistic to leave Conmins behind alone, so the whole group prepared to pack their things and set off to Delson.
All adventurers fantasize that behind the guild's window is a well-proportioned, foul-mouthed dark elf beauty, but the direct consequence of doing so will be a sharp decrease in the operational efficiency of the adventurer's guild and a sharp increase in the brawling incidents within the guild. So, behind the window where Ge Zheng stood, was a face with eyebrows covering the eyelids. "What mission?" Just waking up early in the morning and not fully awake, his voice sounded a bit lazy.
Ge Zheng burst out the mission number, and the old man of an unknown race searched for a while. A magical screen jumped out a picture with a ding sound. The old man took a quick glance and immediately widened both of his eyes: "The commission for a quasi-divine artifact!" Ge Zheng nodded. He didn't think a quasi-divine artifact was anything special: "That's right."
The old man glanced at the level six alchemist badge on Ge Zheng's chest and sneered, "Is it in this box? Alright, first show me a valid identification certificate." A level six alchemist certainly couldn't have created a quasi-divine artifact himself. The old man mumbled to himself, thinking that this kid was really lucky. He didn't know where he had picked up this treasure.
There are many unknown areas and relics in this world, some of which are buried with incredibly powerful quasi-divine or even divine artifacts. The story of an unknown youth who, because of an accidental entry into an ancient relic, saw a divine artifact and subsequently went on to create an empire, is not just a legend sung by bards, but a true event in the history of the Starry Sky continent.
So the old man thought that the young man outside the window was also such a lucky person. For the old man, who had spent his whole life in the adventurer's guild, it was the first time he had seen such a lucky person.
"An identification certificate? I don’t have one." Ge Zheng shook his head. "Can’t the adventurer’s guild perform the identification?" The old man rolled his eyes. "Yes, the adventurer's guild can perform the identification, but there is a fee for that. The fee for identifying a quasi-divine artifact is one thousand gold coins—regardless of whether the result of the identification is a quasi-divine artifact or not, as long as you decide to conduct an identification of a quasi-divine artifact, this is the price!"
The old man changed his judgment: This kid is probably a scammer! Ge Zheng remained nonchalant. "Well then, deduct the cost of the identification from the commission for the mission." The old man slammed the table, angrily rebuking, "What did you say? If this thing of yours isn't a quasi-divine artifact and the mission can't be completed, there won't be any commission, and our guild will lose!" He became more convinced that the young man outside was a scammer. Hmph, so young and yet so foolish, he's trying to cheat the adventurer's guild!
Ge Zheng finally noticed that the old man's gaze at him was somewhat unusual. He suddenly realized, "It seems that you don't believe at all that what's inside this box could be a quasi-divine artifact." The old man snorted and rolled his eyes, indicating that it was needless to say more!
Ge Zheng smiled. "Alright, then, I'll pay the one thousand gold coin identification fee." The old man was taken aback. He thought to himself that the young man might really have a little bit of a problem in his head to part with a thousand gold coins for nothing. It wasn't a small amount, there must be something wrong with it, he had to be careful not to be deceived!
Ge Zheng took out a crystal card and paid one thousand gold coins. Then he pushed the box through a hole beneath the window. "Old man, once the result of the identification is out, will it determine the completion of my mission?" The old man carefully inspected the box. "That's right." The box was not locked, he opened it, and inside was a simple shoulder pad.
"How could this be a quasi-divine artifact?!" The old man exclaimed, while Ge Zheng outside said with a smile, "Whether it's a quasi-divine artifact or not, it doesn't count if you say so." Although he respected his elders, in Ge Zheng's eyes, the older generation should be wise, not believing that they have the right to dictate based on their own judgment just because they have eaten a few more years of meals.
"Did you make this yourself?" The old man asked disdainfully, as if saying, "Are you really bold enough to come for the quasi-divine artifact identification of something you made yourself?"
"I did make it myself. Regardless of whether it's a quasi-divine artifact or not, I paid the money, and you have to identify it for me." Ge Zheng's words made the old man half furious, although he was still smiling.
"Alright, alright, alright!" The old man's eyebrows and beard quivered, and he slammed down the lid of the box. "Where's your adventurer's badge?" Ge Zheng was taken aback. "What's an adventurer's badge?"
The old man suddenly laughed. He was originally angry, but after Ge Zheng's answer, the old man suddenly understood: This person is definitely a little off! It's not worth it to be angry with a fool. The old man's anger dissipated, thinking about the one thousand gold coins, and explained to Ge Zheng, "The adventurer's badge is proof that you are a genuine adventurer. It's the sole proof of your identity within the guild. You have to use it to pick up missions, and this badge is also a crystal card, where the adventurer's commission will be deposited."
"Ah, then register a badge for me." The old man shook his head, stretched out his hand, and said, "One gold coin for the registration fee."
Ge Zheng handed over a gold coin and obtained an adventurer's badge. The old man took the badge and the box, saying, "Wait here, the identification process is very quick." Thinking that he was about to receive a million gold coins, Ge Zheng nodded excitedly. The old man turned and walked away, sighing and shaking his head all the way, "A good young man, why does he have to have a problem with his head, it's a pity, it's a pity..."
Ge Zheng listened in puzzlement: Where did I show signs of being mentally disabled?
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Knock, knock, knock!
A voice sounded from behind the door: "Come in." The old man walked in, holding the somewhat heavy box. The room was dimly lit, with no windows around, a few furnaces on the floor, and the table in a mess. If Ge Zheng were there, he would have recognized it as the laboratory of an alchemist.
"Master, someone requests a quasi-divine artifact identification," the old man said.
The lean figure near the furnace rushed to the old man with an unbelievable speed: "Really!" Unable to contain his excitement. The old man looked and quickly reminded him, "Master, please don't get too excited. It's probably a fake. The kid is good, but there seems to be something amiss." He pointed to his own head.
"Ah..." The alchemist sighed disappointedly, and the old man continued, "But because they paid a thousand gold coins, it's still trouble for you, Master."
The alchemist nodded gently. "I can't identify a quasi-divine artifact, so I will have to use remote identification magic. Please assist me, Grand Mage."
"Uh, the remote identification magic, where is my remote identification magic...," the alchemist searched the room, while the old man seemed to have gotten used to it. After searching for a while, the old man opened a furnace and chuckled, "Haha, found it, it's here, it was blocked by this furnace."
He quickly cleaned the dust off the magic array and inserted a few magic crystal stones into it, injecting a trace of magic as a guide. A mysterious pattern on the ground slowly lit up, and the alchemist stood respectfully in front of the array.
Suddenly, a grumpy voice emanated from the magic array: "Who has interrupted my experiment!" The alchemist quickly said, "Teacher, it's me!"
"Adams, it's you, it's been a long time since you found me," the voice's anger softened slightly, but only by a little.
"Teacher, someone in Oba City is requesting the identification of a quasi-divine artifact, please lend a hand," the alchemist said cautiously.
"Quasi-divine artifact!" The old alchemist on the magic array's end was also surprised. The young alchemist quickly explained, "It's just because of the guild's system, and just because of a thousand gold coins."
The old alchemist's voice barely concealed his disappointment: "I see. Alright, put the item in the center of the array." "Yes, sir."
The alchemist went to move the box, obviously the shoulder pad was very heavy, and he struggled a bit. The old man quickly helped him move it to the center. On the other side of the magic array, the old alchemist was getting impatient: "Hurry up, my time is very precious!" "Okay, the item has been placed."
As soon as the two of them stepped out of the magic array, a dazzling sphere of light appeared out of thin air in the array. A golden mist rose from the shoulder pad, and under the shining of the silver light, the mist looked as beautiful as a girl's dream, with strands of golden threads flowing, as if starlight on the sea!
"What's the reaction?" The voice of the old alchemist at the far end of the magic array was trembling. It seemed that he had sensed something. The old man didn't understand what this golden mist meant, but the young alchemist did!
His throat moved, and he struggled to swallow down his saliva: "Golden, sir, it's golden!" "Really?" The old alchemist was somewhat incredulous.
"It's true, sir, it's a genuine quasi-divine artifact!"
"What!" The old man was taken aback. The foolish young man had managed to create a quasi-divine artifact, which seemed impossible! How could that young man, who didn't even know that an adventurer needed a badge, make a quasi-divine artifact...
The old man stood there dumbfounded, stunned by this sudden shocking news.
On the other side of the magic array, the old alchemist quickly asked, "Is it a new quasi-divine artifact or an old one?" The young alchemist hurriedly asked the old man, "This quasi-divine artifact, did that young man say how he obtained it?"
The old man licked his dry lips, "He said he made it himself." "Ah!" The young alchemist was overjoyed, "I want to meet him!"
"Wait, young man!" The old alchemist also heard it, "I'll go to Oba City. You wait here."
After he finished, the magic array quickly deactivated, apparently the old alchemist leaving as soon as he said so.
The young alchemist couldn't contain his curiosity and grabbed the old man, asking, "What's his name? What's his information?" The old man forced a smile, "Master, you also know that we, the adventurer's guild, never actively inquire about an adventurer's details. Although he obtained the badge, I really don't know anything about him..."
"Yes, yes, yes, I got too excited. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I need to calm down, and wait for the teacher to come..." He had been telling himself to stay calm, but he couldn't help but pace around the laboratory, as excited as a rabbit.
"Master..." The old man probed, "That person is still waiting outside."
"Ah, alright, then, go out and settle the mission for him." The young alchemist said, "As long as he's in Oba City, we can find him."
"Alright, I'm going right now."
The old man went out nervously, having offended an alchemy grandmaster who could refine quasi-divine tools! Not only was the attitude extremely unfriendly, but he also treated the person as if they were mentally handicapped.
At this moment, he felt ashamed of his actions and was too embarrassed to go out and see the grandmaster again. But he couldn't delegate this matter to someone else. From the alchemy laboratory in the back to the front counter, a distance of over a hundred meters, the old man took the time of a meal to walk the whole way.
Outside, Ge Zheng was already impatient, as time passed and more people gathered in the Adventurer's Guild.