I meet all the requirements for becoming a god in this world!

Qingzhou Prefecture.

Tiangong Institute.

Cheng Laiyun and Xu Jiayin sat side by side on chairs, their bodies wrapped in bandages, looking very serious.

Both of them tried to straighten their backs, look straight ahead, and wear polite smiles.

No one spoke.

Neither of them looked at the other.

An eerie silence filled the air.

Cheng Laiyun stared at a landscape painting hanging on the wall, as if studying the brushstrokes in the painting.

But out of the corner of his eye, his gaze involuntarily drifted slightly to the side...

Xu Jiayin sat upright, her left hand wrapped like a large steamed bun and placed on her knee, her right hand neatly resting on the armrest of the chair, the gauze on her face gleaming faintly in the candlelight.

Her beautiful hair was neatly combed, but paired with half of her face covered in gauze, it just looked a bit...

Cheng Laiyun's lips twitched, and he quickly looked away.

Xu Jiayin was also staring at the landscape painting, her little face tense.

But out of the corner of her eye, her gaze also uncontrollably drifted to the side...

Cheng Laiyun's bandages were wrapped up so skillfully.

She was wrapped from her forehead to her chin, leaving only her eyes and nostrils exposed...

Those eyes were incredibly bright, standing out starkly against the dark bandages, like two luminous pearls.

Xu Jiayin pursed her lips, suppressing her smile.

Keep watching the drawing.

Remain silent.

Three breaths.

Five breaths...

Their eyes accidentally met out of the corner of their eyes.

Cheng Laiyun quickly took it back.

Xu Jiayin quickly withdrew her order as well.

Staring at the painting.

Keep watching the drawing.

then……

Out of the corner of my eye, I bumped into it again.

This time, no one accepted it.

Eyes facing each other.

Take a breath.

Two breaths.

Cheng Laiyun's lips began to twitch.

Xu Jiayin's cheeks began to puff out.

"Pfft~"

I don't know who broke down first.

The two of them burst out laughing at the same time.

"Hahahahaha!!!"

Xu Jiayin laughed so hard she almost fell over, the large steamed bun in her left hand trembling. She pointed at Cheng Laiyun, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Cheng Laiyun! You...you...you look exactly like a giant silkworm cocoon!!"

Cheng Laiyun's lips twitched, and he glanced sideways at the young lady:

"You're much more persistent than I am."

As he spoke, he innocently began to shake his neck from side to side, then kicked his legs and raised his hands:

"Huh? How come I can move all over?"

"Unlike anyone else, who has trouble even raising their arm."

Xu Jiayin was so angry that she grabbed the teacup next to her as if to smash it, but as soon as she raised her hand, she hissed and winced in pain, and put the teacup down again.

Cheng Laiyun's innocent expression became even more pronounced: "See, see, I told you to be careful!"

"Cheng! Lai! Yun!"

Xu Jiayin gritted her teeth, but the smile on her lips was impossible to hide.

While the two were bickering.

Footsteps came from the back room.

Cheng Laiyun and Xu Jiayin stopped at the same time and looked towards the door.

First, the hem of an indigo robe came into view, followed by a stern-faced expression.

A pair of silver-rimmed glasses sat on his nose, and his eyes behind the lenses were slightly narrowed, giving him a scrutinizing look.

But what truly amazed Cheng Laiyun was what was behind this person!

Eight robotic arms.

Like the legs of a spider, they stretched out behind him.

At this moment, two of them were holding a roll of blueprints, one was holding a pen, and the other five were quietly tucked behind them.

Cheng Laiyun: "..."

He stared at the eight robotic arms, at the square, expressionless face, and at the silver-rimmed glasses.

A name kept flashing through my mind.

Am I hallucinating from playing King of Glory?

Isn't that Master Lu Ban?!

He even suspected that the next second, this senior student Feng would ask, "Do you need any help?"

Feng Changjin was unaware of Cheng Laiyun's thoughts.

He walked steadily to the head seat and sat down.

The eight robotic arms adjusted in sync with his movements; two placed the blueprints on the table, one handed him a pen, and one even brought a teacup to his lips.

Feng Changjin took a sip of tea, put down the teacup, and then raised her eyelids to look at the two of them.

"Junior Sister Xu, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

His voice was calm and even, and his gaze lingered on Xu Jiayin for a moment before shifting to Cheng Laiyun.

To be precise, it was moved to the bandages on their bodies.

His eyes behind the glasses narrowed slightly, then he looked at Xu Jiayin indifferently:

"What happened?"

"Senior Brother Feng..." Xu Jiayin's face fell immediately upon seeing Feng Chang. A tear slowly welled up in her eyes, and her voice became aggrieved.

"We had already agreed that I would come to Qingzhou to find you, but on the way I encountered..."

Listen to her story.

Feng Changjin's originally plain expression slowly condensed into the character "川" (chuan).

When he heard Xu Jiayin say, "My master is coming to Qingzhou,"

His expression froze for a moment, then he was stunned:

"Elder Xu has come here in person?"

Why?

Even if the Xuanzhu was stolen, Elder Xu didn't need to come here in person, did he?

Could it be that Elder Xu is particularly interested in something here... or someone?

He adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose, then looked thoughtfully at Cheng Laiyun beside him.

A faint purple light flickered deep within his eyes.

As expected, he's now an eighth-rank official!

Just broke through to the eighth rank!

It seems that Elder Xu's personal trip to Qingzhou was for this young man.

"I don't know." Xu Jiayin and Cheng Laiyun both shook their heads blankly.

Xu Miaozhen personally went to Qingzhou.

This was clearly something neither of them had anticipated.

Ok……

Feng Changjin slowly stood up and glanced at Cheng Laiyun and Xu Jiayin:

"An eighth-grade battle armor, if you want it, just go to the warehouse and get it. It's not a particularly valuable item anyway."

"No, Senior Brother Feng!"

Xu Jiayin seemed to have thought of something, took out a drawing from her pocket, and handed it to Feng Changjin, saying:

"What I mean is, I want you to build a suit of armor based on this design."

As she spoke, she picked up a rag from the table with a smile and began to wipe the mechanical arm on Feng Changjin's back in a fawning manner.

"How long do you think it will take to build?"

Feng Changjin took the blueprints.

On the blueprints, the armor's design is filled with dark gold flowing lines.

He noticed something was wrong at a glance, and his brows furrowed slightly:

"Crafting armor this way will affect our strength... It's too clumsy."

Xu Jiayin, still trying to please him, wiped the robotic arm clean, her sweet, innocent voice ringing out:

"This is exactly what I want, Senior Brother Feng~"

Feng Changjin glanced at Xu Jiayin, who was wiping the robotic arm.

A faint, almost imperceptible look of enjoyment appeared on his face as he squinted his eyes.

"This appearance is easy to discuss."

"Eighth-grade battle armor is not that difficult to obtain."

"However... the forging furnace of my Heavenly Craft Academy has now been taken by the Medical Sect to refine pills to treat the plague."

"We'll have to wait a little while."

"Thank you so much!"

Xu Jiayin nodded with a smile, then gave Cheng Laiyun a wink.

"oh oh."

Cheng Laiyun stood up and watched intently as Feng Changjin bowed:

"Thank you, Senior Brother Feng."