My profession is too unique.

Chapter 43 [Arcane Scholar] A Slap
"Tier 1 Black Flame Potion, Revitalizing Potion," Fatty Sun explained simply. "You should all know its effects, brother."

"And this pink potion is no ordinary thing. I even suspect that you might be the minister's illegitimate son," he said mysteriously, with envy in his eyes.

This certainly piqued Su Chen's curiosity, and the other party didn't keep him in suspense, explaining in detail: "The third-tier potion - Glazed Blood, is also a specialty potion of my Nanfeng City."

"Tier 3? A local specialty?" Su Chen's heart skipped a beat, and he looked curious. Sun Pangzi, observing his expression, explained in more detail: "Why is Nanfeng City here? Why isn't it further south or further north?"

"It is because of the Glazed Blood Mine that Nanfeng City exists. This stuff is supplied to Yingfeng. Even Minister Yuan only has a fixed quota each year. You can't buy it even if you have money."

"It has many functions, such as aiding in the absorption of medicines. For example, the Black Flame Medicine normally takes two to three days to be fully absorbed, but with it, it only takes one day."

"It can also provide pure nutrition, quickly repair physical and mental fatigue, and more importantly, its medicinal properties are mild, so it can be used by first- and second-tier professionals."

"It really is a good product," Su Chen couldn't help but exclaim.

“I’m handing the stuff over to you, little brother. Even excluding the Glazed Blood, the combined value of these two potions is nearly ten thousand gold…” he reminded him, which far exceeded the price of the Shadow Cloak.

Old Yuan is really kind-hearted, Su Chen thought to himself.

Then, as if by magic, Fatty Sun pulled a silver bracelet from his pocket and handed it to Su Chen.

Su Chen raised an eyebrow. This thing seemed to be able to pull out a virtual screen; it was a high-end product.

Fatty Sun explained, "Smart bracelets. Nanfeng City can't manufacture these things. They're all supplied by Yingfeng. We have to apply for quotas. The communication strength and range are greatly increased."

He handed it to Su Chen, explaining the key points of operation. Besides more convenient communication, its more important function was to connect to various departments in the city, such as the emergency medical services, the surveillance department, the city patrol department, and so on…

However, there was no online forum or anything like that that Su Chen had imagined. Too few people in Nanfeng City had such a thing, and there was no fertile ground for it.

"Also, the minister gave me a last-minute notice to prepare a mimicry mask for you. I've already notified logistics, and it should be delivered soon," Fatty Sun added.

"For disguise?" Su Chen asked, and after receiving a clear answer, he couldn't help but give Lao Yuan a thumbs up for his thoughtfulness.

After seeing off Fatty Sun, Su Chen couldn't wait to try out the effects of the Tier 3 potion.

It didn't taste like liquid, but more like jelly. Su Chen savored the taste and immediately felt like he had eaten too much. He hurriedly drank some black flame and revitalized energy and quickly entered the gravity chamber.

The stimulation from all parts of his body became more intense. The downside of rapid absorption was that the drug's effects were concentrated and burst forth. Su Chen's skin turned red, and his sweat evaporated as white smoke.

A full day and night passed, and as darkness fell the next day, Su Chen finally emerged from the training room.

"Wow, that's amazing..." he couldn't help but exclaim, stretching his body. With the help of the Glazed Blood, his training efficiency was even faster than before.

[Skybreaker: 55%]

[Physical Exercise Method - Proficiency: 30%]

[Hellfire Meditation Technique - Proficiency: 50%]

All metrics have shown significant improvement, and the [Secret Tool Master] is still in the first half of its development, with development progress soaring to 30%.
After tidying up briefly, Su Chen heard a knock on the door.

Jiang He arrived, still exuding charm. Her purple jumpsuit reached just above her knees, outlining her graceful figure, and her slender legs were as smooth as jade.

Jiang He leaned against the doorframe, her posture alluring, and said softly, "You waited for me on purpose?"

"Come in," Su Chen said calmly, glancing at her.

He left the training room because someone had informed him that Jiang He was coming to find him.

Jiang He composed himself, his feelings complicated. How long had it been? The other party had climbed to such a level.

Yuan Chenyang's students, wow...

Even though his father was theoretically on par with Yuan Chenyang, the Ministry of Supervision was one of the three major violent institutions.

Even though she knew Qi Chuan had ulterior motives, she couldn't act rashly, but Su Chen dared to bring people to her door to arrest her.

She walked in with cat-like steps, hooked her leg, and closed the door.

"What is it?" Su Chen asked calmly.

"So cold, little brother." Jiang He sat on the edge of the bed, deliberately sniffing the air. "Can't I catch up with you?"

“We have nothing to reminisce about.” Su Chen shook his head. “If there’s nothing else, you can leave.”

“Heartless…” Jiang He looked at him resentfully, “There’s a small matter I need your help with. I want to dissolve my marriage with Qi Chuan.”

"You want a divorce?" Su Chen asked, puzzled. "Why are you looking for me?"

“Qi Chuan is in your hands, so naturally he’ll come to you. You just need to get him to sign this.” Jiang He pulled out a brown leather scroll from his chest, which, when unfolded, revealed a large amount of scribbles.

That's right, in this world, the proof of a marriage relationship is a "marriage contract," created by a marriage contract enshriner. Between cities, information is difficult to exchange, so this is the essential proof. Through special methods, the other party to the contract can be directly identified—simple and clear.

"Why?" Su Chen looked at her.

Jiang He explained, "My father said that Qi Chuan might be involved in something, and given the previous attempt to murder him, it's best to cut ties with him; the longer it goes on, the more trouble it will cause."

“What I mean is, why should I help you?” Su Chen emphasized.

Jiang He leaned back, making his figure even more prominent, and braced his hands on Su Chen's bed. "He won't be locked up for more than a few days. It's just a convenient thing to do."

"At worst, I'll pay a price." Jiang He shook his body, feigning grievance.

As Su Chen gradually approached, the shadows slowly enveloped her as she looked down at him.

Jiang He was extremely uncomfortable with this feeling; she didn't like being played, she only liked playing others.

"Just kidding." Jiang He awkwardly took a step back and took out a copy of the paper from his pocket. "The requirements for promotion to esoteric scholar. Father said Minister Yuan should be interested."

Su Chen raised an eyebrow, reached out and took it, glancing down at it.

[Discovered a Tier 2 advanced class – Arcane Scholar; completion of requirements allows for advancement.]

[One of the requirements for advancing to the rank of Arcane Scholar: Stay in the "Trial of Whispers" for five minutes.]

[Second requirement for advancement to Arcane Scholar: Upgrade three F-rank meditation techniques to Master level.]

"I have to stay here for five minutes," Su Chen thought to himself, recalling the so-called babbling trial.

"Is it really necessary to bring this up just for a divorce?" he asked, looking up.

"Just trying to be nice, you're not the same person you used to be." Jiang He tossed his hair.

Looking at that beautiful and delicate face, Su Chen felt an inexplicable impulse. After frowning and pondering for a moment, he understood where the impulse came from.

Then he reached out his hand.

Snapped!
A slap landed on Jiang He's face, strands of hair fell, and a bright red handprint gradually appeared on his fair cheek.

Su Chen let out a breath, feeling relieved, as if he had put down some kind of burden. The resentment from his predecessor's memories of being toyed with by Jiang He had completely vanished.

Jiang He was stunned, a flash of anger crossing his eyes. The lights in the room flickered, and some kind of power was gathering.

"What are you doing!" she hissed.

"I'll make him sign it." Su Chen grabbed the scroll and went straight out the door.

Jiang He stared at his back, taking several breaths before gradually calming down. Her delicate hand stroked her right cheek, the lingering stinging pain both annoying and giving rise to a strange feeling.

“Qi Chuan…” Su Chen hadn’t forgotten this guy, and brought the scroll to the detention room.

"What's wrong with him?" he asked the guard.

"He never says a word, usually just sits in the corner, and eats on time," the other person said, recognizing the second-generation rich kid.

Su Chen peered through the one-way window and saw that Qi Chuan had clearly lost a lot of weight, with prominent cheekbones, unfocused eyes, and a gaunt appearance.

Second-tier physical-type professionals have a very fast metabolism; ordinary liquid food isn't even enough to fill their teeth.

Has anyone come to see him?

"Both the head and deputy head of the patrol section came by and asked me casually," the guard recalled.

The person was arrested by the patrol team, so it's normal for the higher-ups to come and ask questions.

Su Chensi asked, "When is dinner?"

"About ten minutes left," the other person said, glancing at the time.

Su Chen waited there for a while, and then his dinner, sealed in a plastic box, arrived. He took it, opened it, and saw that it was a thin, watery, milky-white liquid, just like what his predecessor used to eat.

With the guards blocking his way, Su Chen dipped his index finger into the soup. A green metal fragment appeared on his fingertip and disappeared after a moment.

This was a small piece that he had broken off from the attacker's dagger.

"Send it to him." Su Chen closed the lid, glanced at the surveillance camera at the end of the corridor, and said that he had to maintain appearances.

The guard reached out and took it, carrying it inside, quite speechless. "Your additions are too shoddy."

(End of this chapter)