Chapter 182 — The Mysterious Crystal
The Beast-Taming Craftsman · Page 3 of 5
While cultivating on his own, Shicen did not forget to let little Chitong build up rapport with Eleven and the Ginseng Baby.
"Little Chitong, go play with Eleven and the Ginseng Baby in the ruins."
"Use your Solar Flame to help them train their fire resistance. Mm, just set them on fire."
Shijin had noticed that his whole team—Eleven, the Ginseng Baby, Buggy—were all a bit weak to fire.
A fire-type joining his team truly made it the elite of the elite.
"Meow~!!" The little sword spirit was muddled, but its attitude was very serious.
"Awoo!!" A moment later, inside the ruins space, Eleven was utterly thrilled. As long as the new teammate trained together with it, they were good friends!
As for the Ginseng Baby, it put on a mask of agony. This was not training fire resistance at all—it was plainly training its recovery ability... Compared to Eleven, it was clearly weaker to fire. Even though its level was very high, being a plant, it could not possibly come out unscathed from tanking the little sword spirit's transcendent-tier flames.
Of the three fire-weak family members on Shijin's team, only Buggy in the beast-taming space escaped disaster because it was pregnant...
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That night, Shijin heard many disturbances.
Light flared outside the window—it seemed someone else had gained a heroic spirit's acknowledgment.
After casually glancing at a few group messages on his phone, he found it was only an ordinary heroic spirit, so Shijin paid it no more mind.
It was not until the next morning.
Shijin came to yesterday's spot again.
There were still many people here today—after all, it had already been very late when the ruins were unsealed yesterday.
There had hardly been time for many people to attempt a summoning.
"No luck, huh."
Near the heroic spirit ruins, Shijin tried to recapture yesterday's feeling, but alas, this time he could not enter that peculiar state again.
Naturally, Shijin refused to believe it.
The ruins altar had not cracked open, so theoretically, he should still be able to enter the listening state.
If it had been like the Pingcheng stone statue or the stone wall at the Iron-Eating Beast site and simply cracked open, then Shicen would have stopped fussing—after all, the dead deserve respect—but the problem was that it had not cracked.
"I'll grab breakfast, read a bit, then come back."
Shijin turned and left...
He resolved to spend the remaining five days of military training grappling with these ruins.
As for any longer, he truly could not afford it—there was still a whole pile of pet beasts to raise.
Over the following days—morning, noon, and night—Shijin came to the ruins altar many times, all secretive and sneaky.
When others were summoning heroic spirits, he chatted with the altar in a corner.
When others were undergoing trials, he mourned the Time Emperor in a corner.
When others joyfully received soul seeds, Shizhao felt gloomy, desperately wishing he could answer the Time Emperor's "Who is there."
He even missed the Time Emperor so much that Shiyu specifically sought out Director Li and Instructor Feng to apply for permission to climb the altar once more when no one was around.
What if the Time Emperor's heroic spirit really was inside?
"Didn't you say you weren't going?"
"And it has to be when no one's around?"
Director Li and Instructor Feng stared at Shi Jin, momentarily dumbstruck.
"I wasn't planning to go up again, but I've made a new discovery. It's part of an important archaeological project."
"To avoid kicking up another huge fuss, it's better to pick a time when no one's there."
"And if we have to go through another confidentiality agreement, that'd be a hassle for you too."
Shi Jin cleared his throat and explained.
"Understood." Director Li and Instructor Feng exchanged a glance, then nodded.
Given Shi Jin's status in the Eleventh Bureau, this request was not hard to grant.