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Part 3
Yu Feiwen shook his head at Yun Yingzhi and said, “I want to insure it for five hundred—no, make it three thousand! I want three thousand in insurance! Wait, let’s go with ten thousand! Ten thousand? Just make it ten thousand! Is that enough?” He was extremely agitated.
Yun Yingzhi: “…” He sincerely felt that Yu Feiwen was wasting money.
After Yu Feiwen hung up with the commentator, Ji Xiaobo and Jing Haomiao watched Yun Yingzhi with sparkling eyes.
Yun Yingzhi felt the way they were looking at him was very strange.
Jing Haomiao suddenly lunged forward and gave Yun Yingzhi a big hug.
Yun Yingzhi felt a bit smothered and pushed Jing Haomiao away.
Caught off guard, Jing Haomiao stumbled back a few steps. He looked at Yun Yingzhi with a pitiful expression, thinking to himself: So, Yun Yingzhi really is the battle-rabbit from the Yaoming Battle Arena, right? That’s why his strength is so great, isn’t it?
Realizing what he had done, Yun Yingzhi stepped forward with an apologetic face to pull Jing Haomiao back up, asking with concern, “Sorry, I wasn’t paying attention just now.”
Jing Haomiao shook his head, said it was fine, and then added, “Yingzhi, that source weapon manufacturer you know is truly amazing!”
Happy little flowers bloomed around Yun Yingzhi, his eyes curving. He loved this kind of blatant, unrestrained praise. “Right? I told you guys before. I… he really is amazing!”
Next, the three roommates took turns praising Yun Yingzhi in various ways. Then, Ji Xiaobo asked cautiously, “So, Yingzhi, roughly when will my source weapon be finished?” He looked nervous, terrified that the manufacturer might reject his order.
Yun Yingzhi paused. He thought of the spatial-restriction inscription he had just finished setting up, and his brow furrowed slightly.
Seeing his expression, Ji Xiaobo and Jing Haomiao instantly grew nervous, feeling that the powerful creator might have said something to Yun Yingzhi to cause such a troubled expression.
At this moment, they only felt deep regret. If they had known it would be like this, they wouldn’t have said they were in no hurry.
Yun Yingzhi was indeed in a state of worry.
It was already mid-November, and less than half a month remained before the Xingyao Competition began.
During these two weeks, after successfully researching the spatial-restriction inscription, he primarily wanted to take this opportunity to continue optimizing it, then manufacture a sample weapon to send to Yun Yinghui.
After getting feedback from Yun Yinghui, he could continue optimizing it by removing or adding various inscriptions.
Besides that, he also had to prepare for the Xingyao Competition starting on December 1st.
If he were to manufacture weapons for his two roommates during this period, it wasn’t impossible, but…
He was worried that a weapon made in a hurry would be unsatisfactory.
Amidst Ji Xiaobo and Jing Haomiao’s anxious feelings, Yun Yingzhi said, “Xiaobo, Haomiao, that manufacturer said he’s quite busy lately. If possible, can you two wait about a month? I think a month should be enough.”
Hearing this, their eyes instantly lit up.
For an ability warrior, waiting in line was like a daily routine.
Forget waiting a month—waiting a year or six months was basic. He’d heard that for weapons made by Master manufacturers, one might wait three to five years, or even over ten years.
A mere month? Did that even count as waiting?
Before the two could respond, Yun Yingzhi added, “Mainly, he’s worried that if he starts making your weapons now, the results won’t be very good if he’s in a rush.”
The two said almost in unison, “I can wait!”
“Mm. Use this time to think about what kind of abilities you want, and I’ll tell him,” Yun Yingzhi said.
Ji Xiaobo said with a look of rapture, “I want a source weapon with a Source Storage Pool!”
Jing Haomiao gave Ji Xiaobo a shove, then looked at Yun Yingzhi with sparkling eyes. “I also want a weapon with a Source Storage Pool, and I want one with passive skills too!”
Yun Yingzhi thought to himself that from the past to the present, almost every weapon he made had these kinds of inscriptions. In his view, these were just standard requirements.
Ji Xiaobo pushed Jing Haomiao back and said, “And…”
Before he could finish, Jing Haomiao angrily shoved him back.
The two instantly started fighting.
Yun Yingzhi watched with a dazed face, not knowing why they had suddenly started brawling.
He thought about intervening, but then his ears twitched, and he looked at Yu Feiwen.
Yu Feiwen was saying, “You mean, you want me to tell you the real identity of the Blazing God Rabbit?”
Hearing this, Ji Xiaobo and Jing Haomiao stopped tearing at each other and, along with Yu Feiwen, all three turned their gazes toward Yun Yingzhi.
Yun Yingzhi was a bit nervous and shook his head, indicating it wasn’t okay.
Understanding his meaning, Yu Feiwen said to the person on the other end, “I’m sorry, that manufacturer requested that I keep his identity secret. I cannot disclose any information related to him.”
Yu Feiwen hung up.
The three roommates originally wanted to ask Yun Yingzhi more about the manufacturer, but considering his reaction and fearing they might offend the creator, they could only hold themselves back.
In the blink of an eye, the next day arrived.
During the morning training, it seemed every student had watched the live stream yesterday; they were all discussing the Grade 5 source weapon, Unadorned.
“I’m so envious of the holder of Unadorned.”
“I wonder which Master made it?”
“Blazing God Rabbit—I bet it’s definitely some white-haired old man, at least a Master manufacturer, maybe even a Grandmaster!”
Listening to everyone’s guesses, the three roommates occasionally glanced at Yun Yingzhi.
Yun Yingzhi felt a bit awkward. He thought he was a very long way from being a white-haired old man.
After morning training, the four went to eat together.
Suddenly, Yu Feiwen put down his chopsticks and looked at Yun Yingzhi with a confused gaze.
Next, Ji Xiaobo and Jing Haomiao also looked at him with curious eyes.
Yun Yingzhi’s eyelids twitched. “What’s wrong?”
Yu Feiwen said, “Yingzhi, have you noticed?”
“Huh?” Yun Yingzhi was a bit nervous from being stared at, thinking he had messed up somewhere again. He’d done far too many “social death” things lately.
Ji Xiaobo asked, “Have you noticed that you seem to be eating an incredible amount lately?”
Yun Yingzhi’s cheeks flushed uncontrollably. He said hesitantly, “…You guys know, my appetite has always been a little bit… vigorous.”
Jing Haomiao countered, “No, I know you were a big eater in the past…”
Seeing all of Yun Yingzhi’s exposed skin turn bright red, he realized he had misspoken and quickly corrected himself. “I know your appetite has always been good, but these past two days… don’t you think you’re especially…” He swallowed the word “eating” and switched to a more tactful phrasing. “Don’t you feel your appetite these past two days is even better than before?”
Yu Feiwen nodded.
Ji Xiaobo agreed, “Yeah, I noticed it too.”
At first, Yun Yingzhi didn’t think much of it, but hearing them say it, he suddenly realized it really seemed to be the case. “…It does seem like that? I… I don’t seem quite normal?” He rubbed his stomach and added, “When I think about it, it’s like there’s something in my belly stealing my food lately. It always makes me feel particularly hungry?”
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