My profession is too unique.

Chapter 21: Becoming a Secret Tool Maker! The Transformation of the Hemp Rope!

Su Chen was shaken as he looked at the huge shadow in the sky, and even heard a faint rumbling sound.

The shadow looked irregular, as if it had been split in two.

"Why does it look like a pair of...wings?" Su Chen's throat bobbed. This feeling didn't last long before the shadow gradually disappeared.

Around them, the students who had collapsed on the ground got up, but they didn't seem embarrassed at all. Instead, they were discussing excitedly.

"What level of professional do you think this is? Such a huge shadow, it must be a powerful physical professional."

"It looks like wings. I've heard that some powerful professionals also experience physical mutations."

"It seems like the last time a powerful professional crossed the border was five years ago. Thank you..."

Many students bowed in the direction the shadows receded, expressing their gratitude.

Cities are not entirely safe either; fog can be dangerous and sometimes even strike cities.

The arrival of a powerful professional can effectively deter certain things and even eliminate danger.

"A truly powerful professional can traverse the fog?" Su Chen murmured to himself. His predecessor's memories spanned more than a decade, and many of these memories would have been difficult for him to recall without environmental stimuli.

This personal experience is far more concrete than anything I could remember.

"Of course, many powerful professionals can do things beyond imagination." A voice suddenly came from behind, startling Su Chen. He turned around abruptly and saw a kind-looking middle-aged man.

“Uh…” Su Chen looked the other person up and down, feeling unfamiliar, mainly because he had specifically memorized the faces of the school leaders.

"This year's key training class has a good foundation." Yuan Chenyang, disguised, looked at the young man in front of him with admiration in his eyes.

Even if the aura of a highly skilled professional is casually displayed, it is not something an ordinary person can bear.

Most of the students had fallen, but this man stood ramrod straight.

get out of class is over?
Su Chen looked at the group of people coming out of the building; they must be from the mental training class.

Does this guy also think I'm from a mental training program?
But what about Old White?
Su Chen looked left and right and noticed that the bald man next to him was also scanning the area, probably looking for someone as well.

He opened the communication device and found that Bai Fengxi had replied to the message at some point.

"I'll leave it with you for now; I have things to do these next few days."

With Lao Bai gone, Su Chen felt exhausted and decided to go back to sleep.

"Xiao Bai didn't come?" Yuan Chenyang raised his thick eyebrows and his expression changed slightly. "I've been so focused on investigating that thief that I almost forgot to keep track of time. Xiao Bai is probably about to take up his post."

"It should have already started, there's no point in going now." Yuan Chenyang shook his head helplessly, then turned around but didn't see the boy from before.

"gone?"

He wanted to ask the students in front of him about the boy, but he noticed that they were staring at him warily.

Yuan Chenyang then realized that he had been disguised and out in search of the thief all this time.
It would be quite awkward if, after revealing his signature bald head, these students approached him with reverence and called him "principal."

"There's no way to escape, either way."

Discovering a promising talent has greatly improved Yuan Chenyang's mood, which had been plagued by thieves for the past few days.

"Hmm..." Then, he remembered Su Chen, whom he had arranged to be enrolled in the training class, and his face darkened slightly.

"Well, what if he's promising? Let's go check him out."

Yuan Chenyang went to another teaching building and called out Instructor Zheng, who was giving a lecture.

"Minister Yuan?" Instructor Zheng asked in surprise, straightening up involuntarily.

Yuan Chenyang had already revealed his true appearance and didn't say much, only saying, "Bring out that Su Chen."

"Su Chen?" Instructor Zheng's eyes darted away.

"What's wrong?" Yuan Chenyang frowned.

"He...didn't come," Instructor Zheng said helplessly.

"Didn't come today?" Yuan Chenyang's expression was unfriendly.

“He hasn’t come back.” Instructor Zheng glanced at Yuan Chenyang. “He hasn’t come back since he chose his profession in the first lesson.”

"What!" Yuan Chenyang roared in anger, "You're not going to care about a student like this?"

Instructor Zheng hesitated, though he did want to intervene. However, after contacting Wei Zhigao, he learned that Su Chen was following the path of Minister Yuan.

He was originally from the Ministry of Supervision, so after thinking about it, he decided to give up.

Yuan Chenyang realized this as well, and, suppressing his anger, asked again, "What profession did he choose?"

"Windwalker"

"Tier 1 Upper Level?" Yuan Chenyang's face darkened, and he instantly realized that this kid might be planning to resell professional information.
“Him…” Yuan Chenyang never expected the other party to use such a trick to deceive Xiaobai.

Information about a first-tier superior profession can fetch a good price on the black market.

He initially wanted to expel the person directly, but then he thought that since he was the one who arranged for the person to be brought in, it would be somewhat embarrassing for him to be expelled after only a few days.

"Alright, when his review period is over, use the strictest standards against him!" he ordered.

Instructor Zheng was slightly taken aback, unsure whether this was sarcasm or the truth.

“Don’t overthink it, just do what I tell you to do,” Yuan Chenyang added.

"Yes," Instructor Zheng replied solemnly.

Yuan Chenyang left unhappily, stroked his armband, pulled up a virtual screen, and sent a message: "Keep an eye on the black market in the city. If there is any information about the Swift Walker class for sale, tell me immediately."

"Yes!"

Yuan Chenyang thought of a better way to handle it and sighed, "Let's use you to teach Xiaobai a lesson. She's just too kind and can't see the dangers of the world."

He didn't devote too much energy to this matter; his main task was still to catch the thief.

The following afternoon, Su Chen, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, suddenly jolted awake. It felt as if he had applied mint to his forehead, and everything around him became clearer than ever before.

He could vaguely make out the outline of the room through his eyelids.

"Hmm?" Su Chen opened his eyes, and the panel appeared.

[Candlelight - Master]

[Gained Trait - Spiritual Vision: Able to vaguely perceive the surroundings through mental power]

With just two pieces of information, it seems that proficiency can only be improved to the master level.

Furthermore, you will gain special abilities after reaching the Master level.

Su Chen thought of the [Beginner Fighting] that had been swallowed by the [Strongman].

"Spiritual vision, not bad..." Su Chen closed his eyes and experienced the magical feeling. He didn't know if it was unique to the panel or if other people would also have this ability if they practiced [Candlelight] to the extreme.

"So, I'm only one step away from becoming a Secret Tool Master... the Whispering Trial." Su Chen couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

So far, his job requirements have varied, but none have involved facing such direct danger.

The trial of delirium carries the risk of spiraling out of control; in severe cases, it can even drive someone insane.

But if you want to become a secret tool maker, you have to go through this process.

Having just reached the Master level, [Candlelight] was full of energy and did not hesitate for long before starting preparations.

The curtains and door gaps were completely sealed off to ensure absolute silence in the room.

He had originally considered hanging a "Do Not Disturb" sign outside the door, but then decided against it.

He doesn't know many people, and normally no one would come looking for him for a day or two, but if he puts up a sign, someone might deliberately knock on the door.

After preparing everything, Su Chen took a deep breath, stripped to the waist, cut his palm, and used his blood to draw an inverted cross on his chest.

The process wasn't difficult. Su Chen even approached the task with a skeptical mindset. He drew an inverted cross on his chest and heard some whispers. In his previous life, this would have been immediately identified as a cult.

However, just as he finished drawing and before he could put his fingers down, he suddenly heard a rustling sound, like the sound of a mouse moving around.

Su Chen felt a chill run down his spine and quickly held his breath, gaining a more direct understanding of the dangers of this world.

In the darkness, time seemed to pass very slowly, and the rustling sound in his ears gradually turned into a low murmur, as if many people were whispering something in Su Chen's ear.

He subconsciously tried to hear clearly, but he couldn't make it out at all. Instead, he felt dizzy and his stomach was churning.

The dizziness grew stronger and stronger. Whether I opened my eyes or closed them, the darkness I faced seemed exactly the same.

Su Chen felt dizzy, the sounds around him grew louder and louder, and his head began to throb violently, yet he still couldn't make out what the other person was saying.

He saw flames burning before his eyes, and the whole world was trembling. He vaguely saw something burning in the sky, an inverted cross hanging there.

Suddenly, he felt a chill, as if he were enveloped in some viscous liquid.

At that very moment, he opened his eyes, guided by instinct.

He slammed into the window at almost top speed, the wall thudded against him. Without thinking, he ripped the curtains off with a sharp tear, letting in a dim sliver of light.

Su Chen gasped for breath, leaning against the window, his whole body soaked in sweat, his heart pounding.

"Fuck..."

He had a gut feeling that if he lingered in that cold feeling for even a little longer, he wouldn't be able to get out. Luckily, the panel popped up in time.

It wasn't just a feeling of facing death head-on; it was an unspeakable fear.

"This is really weird..." Su Chen cursed under his breath, venting his emotions, and opened the panel to distract himself.

Two large golden characters appear behind the 【Secret Tool Master】: "Job Application".

All the hard work was for this moment, and Su Chen chose to take the job without hesitation.

In an instant, his body stiffened, his pupils dilated, and his mind felt as if it had been filled with ice water. His mental energy expanded rapidly, and the tattered curtain he had just torn off began to tremble, but the window was tightly closed, and there was no wind in the room.

[Successfully hired as a Secret Tool Maker]

[Gain professional ability - Artifact Mastery: Control a selected special item.]

[Gained Class Ability - Mental Sharpness: Can use mental attacks on the target.]

After a long time, the transformation ended, and Su Chen struggled to adapt to the feeling. Everything in front of him was clearer than ever before.

Previously, he could only focus his attention on one or two things, but now he seems to be able to concentrate his mental energy on the entire room, which brings with it a throbbing headache.

Even with his eyes closed, he still felt this way.

Because of the surge in spiritual power, everything observed through the [spiritual vision] became much clearer.

At short distances, it's almost indistinguishable from having your eyes open; it will probably take some time to get used to.

At the same time, the panel popped up again--
[Extra reward triggered: Mastery of the secret artifact, the Veined Hemp Rope, has been upgraded to Tier 2 - Azure Iron Lock Cable]

This was what the apprentice of the secret arts received in exchange for retreating behind Su Chen.

The hemp rope he had hidden under the bed was pulled out by an invisible force, and the tangled, veiny rope began to gradually disintegrate, turning into fine fibers that swirled around.

Then, as if soaked by some force, its essence undergoes a transformation, and a cold, hard luster seeps out from the depths of the fibers, spreading rapidly and freezing in place.

The soft hemp rope texture gradually transforms into metallic wires with a metallic sheen, and then they intertwine to form an alloy bundle, becoming only as thick as a little finger.

"It actually transformed into a second-tier item." Su Chen's heart skipped a beat as he looked at the dense, cold alloy bundle that shimmered with a metallic glow before him, and he seemed to sense something:
"Mastering the secret artifact seems to be more than just controlling flight..."

(End of this chapter)