Chapter 675: Chapter 438 Harvest_2
The quartermaster nodded and pulled out a thick stack of cowhide folios from the drawer, flipping it open and then accurately found the page number corresponding to the identification plate Chen Lun wore.
“Oh, Lord Jack, there is an A-class rit recorded in your file… According to the exchange regulations, it can just be ‘diluted’ into two B-class rits and three C-class rits to exchange for the items you’ve chosen.”
The old man raised his eyebrows and reminded in a lowered voice:
“But this is not advantageous, as A-class rits are very hard to co by! No matter how many low-class rits one has, they can’t be exchanged for high-class rits… You must have made a significant contribution to have such a reward.”
“Thank you for the reminder, but no need, let’s just go ahead.”
Chen Lun said with a smile.
He knew well that what suited him best was the best… At the mont, he only had one A-class rit on hand, and he urgently needed the items on the exchange list.
“Since you’ve decided, then this old man won’t say anything more… Here, you need to sign.”
The quartermaster placed the list Chen Lun had selected onto a clipboard, passing it over and indicating the small blank area at the end for a signature.
Chen Lun humd affirmatively and signed his flamboyant Jack Spett signature with a dip pen on the space provided. The old man took back the clipboard, stamped a precise seal to the left of Chen Lun’s signature, and then crossed off the rit record in his file.
The cowhide dossier that recorded mbers of the Imperial Judgent Group seed to be a transcendent object, which as soon as the quartermaster crossed off the rit record, the ink stains were erased by themselves, and the folio closed slowly without any wind.
“Lord Jack, these items are all stored in the ‘Secret Warehouse,’ and one must go through multiple procedures and inspections to access it, so it will take so ti… You may wait in the rest area for a while, and I will hand over the list to the staff later,” said the old man.
“Approximately how much ti will it take?”
“Hmm… About an hour or so.”
“In that case, I’ll go to the rest area to wait.”
Chen Lun nodded and replied.
“Very well, Lord Jack, when the items arrive, a staff mber will personally deliver them to your hands.”
The old man extinguished his cigarette butt and tipped the brim of his beret cap in salute.
Chen Lun returned the gesture with his own cap-touching salute and turned to leave.
About fifty minutes later.
A young male staff mber ca to the rest area carrying a hard cardbox, bowed to Chen Lun who was sitting on the sofa, and softly inford him that the exchanged items had arrived.
The man carefully placed the cardbox on the table in front of Chen Lun and invited him to inspect the items personally.
After opening the box, Chen Lun found five books of varying sizes inside, each wrapped and protected with high-quality striped cowhide paper.
Upon checking each one and verifying they were all correct, he signed another docunt, then left the Judiciary building with the five books in hand.
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Having returned to the Generous Church District, Chen Lun carefully studied the five books in his study.
First, he opened “The Thirty-Ninth Attempt of Lemoyne, the Pursuer of Knowledge,” a mystic book detailing the Sub Profession “Inscriber.”
After reading through the entire afternoon, he finally triggered a prompt before dinner.
“By carefully reading, you have obtained the new Sub Profession ‘Inscriber’!”
“Would you like to inherit this Sub Profession?”
‘Yes.’
Chen Lun silently thought.
Displayed in the Sub Profession column of the panel was a brand-new entry—
“Inscriber LV1”
Through the brief description on the panel, he understood that this Sub Profession, much like “Recorder,” also allowed for the transcription and propagation of supernatural knowledge by consuming mysterious substances through corresponding thods…
But what made it stronger was its ability to transcribe Mid Sequence supernatural knowledge!
That was why Chen Lun valued it.
‘Yet now I have another big source of experience consumption. My Main Occupation is already lacking over five million, and now to max out the “Inscriber,” I’ll need another five million…’
Chen Lun felt both joy and sorrow.
‘Next, I must make good use of the interlude scenario of the Western War, plan thoroughly, and rake in a large amount of experience points!’
He sighed.
At that mont, Connie knocked on his door to remind him that it was ti for dinner.
Chen Lun responded softly and then followed Connie to the dining room.
During the dinner, while everyone was present, he took out the “Third Edition Formula of True Sight Potion,” and handed it to Maggie.
“This is the potion formula I exchanged from the Imperial Judgent Group. While it’s not as good as the ‘Active Seventh Edition True Sight Potion’, it still has many beneficial aspects…” Chen Lun spoke slowly.
“Maggie, I hope you can make use of it to concoct a potion that’s cheaper to produce and more suitable for mass production… It’s okay if the effects are sowhat inferior, as long as it allows a Low Sequence transcendent to discern the shallow fissures of the Spirit World.”
Maggie chewed on her thick steak while curiously flipping through the thin formula booklet. After a while, she nodded and complied:
“Leader, I’ve looked it over briefly. There are quite a few types of supernatural materials needed, and the concoction process is very complex; I might need so ti to research to produce the results you want…”
“No worries, take your ti. If you need anything, you can bring it up with Floey, and I’ll fulfill your needs as much as possible,” Chen Lun nodded reassuringly.
He knew such matters couldn’t be rushed, so he offered words of comfort.
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