Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 438 is split, repair the Shen Wei Spear!【2 more】

Chapter 438: 438 is split, repair the Shen Wei Spear!【2 more】

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The sudden silence spread, and the entire hall fell deathly quiet.

Yeh Xingli believed that he must have gotten up wrong, so he decided to go back to sleep and then wake up again.

Thinking so, he did just that.

"Come back, even if you get up a hundred more times, nothing you hear will change," Ye Wanlan said, folding her arms. "Don’t be foolish."

Yeh Xingli: "..."

He stopped in his tracks, turned around, and rubbed his ears. "Sorry, may I ask who you are?"

Yan Tingfeng smiled gently, "Director of Bureau 723."

"Thump—"

Yeh Xingli collapsed onto the couch, and the highlights of his life vanished from his eyes.

Why was he meeting the Director of Bureau 723 in the Northern Lands?!

Wasn’t the Director of Bureau 723 supposed to be an old man?

When did Bureau 723 have a change of leadership, and the outside world didn’t hear any rumors about it?

Yeh Xingli thought Yan Tingfeng’s face was flawless and immensely great.

So great that if this face belonged to a person engaged in art and entertainment, he would believe Yan Tingfeng must be the king of that area, unmatched by anyone.

But now, you’re telling him Yan Tingfeng is the Director of Bureau 723?!

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Ye Wanlan said in an unhurried tone, "You said yesterday, if you were to be pressed by people from Bureau 723 again, you would definitely blast them away with a laser cannon."

"I..." Yeh Xingli couldn’t retrieve his memory and blinked his eyes open.

"I also think their constant pressing was truly unreasonable, so I specially invited Director Tingfeng here," Ye Wanlan sat down, poured a cup of tea, "you can tell him directly about any complaints you have."

Yan Tingfeng also nodded seriously, his tone gentle as if he were the spring rain, "Mr. Ye, you can speak openly about any difficulties."

Yeh Xingli went silent again.

He was just casually complaining—if they really used a laser cannon to blast the people from Bureau 723 away, the consequences would be unimaginable.

But who would have thought that Miss Ye, this boss, would bring the director of Bureau 723 directly?

Miss Ye’s connections were truly a mystery.

"I will check on Farouk’s progress," Ye Wanlan nodded slightly at them, "you chat."

"Rest assured, Xiao Wan," Yan Tingfeng’s hand propped his head, "we won’t start a fight."

Yeh Xingli was still slumped on the sofa, until after Ye Wanlan left he suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, who is Director Tingting?!"

Yan Tingfeng looked up, glanced at him lightly, "Me, but you cannot call me that."

Yeh Xingli: "..."

**

Forging room.

A dozen furnaces were burning red, and the temperature was extremely high.

"Thump, thump, thump!"

Farouk wielded a large hammer, smashing it down on the Gold and Silver Secret Iron again and again.

He hadn’t slept all night, and after over a dozen hours of forging, all the impurities in the Gold and Silver Secret Iron had been removed, and its luster had become even more dazzling.

Ye Wanlan approached: "Mr. Farouk, have a glass of water and take a rest."

"Miss Ye has arrived," Farouk wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Hey, what’s this? We blacksmiths are strong; I can go three days and nights without sleep."

"You’re young now, you can overdraw, but what about in another ten years?" Ye Wanlan said calmly, "Damage to the body is irreversible, even with medicinal treatment, it cannot be restored to its peak."

Farouk was stunned for a moment, then relaxedly said, "Miss Ye, I understand everything you’re saying, but in our line of work, who isn’t making the most of their youth? If I can forge a Divine Weapon, even if I die, what of it?"

At that, he waved excitedly at Ye Wanlan, "Miss Ye, this piece of Gold and Silver Secret Iron is of even higher quality than the one used for the Divine Might Spear, its repair prospects have increased."

"Fantastic!" Qingyun Pendant exclaimed first, "Her Royal Highness the Princess will be able to meet Marshal Huo very soon."

Shence Army Tiger Tally also became excited, "Really? As long as the Divine Might Spear is fully repaired, can the general return?"

"It certainly can," Jade Luan Pin reassured Shence Army Tiger Tally without much confidence, "If Linyuan can return, then Marshal Huo certainly can."

Ye Wanlan gently patted the Gold and Silver Secret Iron, "But, you’ve encountered a difficult problem."

"Nothing can be hidden from Miss Ye; indeed, there’s a problem," Farouk slowly let out a breath, "While I was making repairs, I discovered that the Divine Might Spear was not merely broken."

Ye Wanlan raised her eyes, "What do you mean it wasn’t merely broken?"

"""

"Divine Weapons have spirits, and these four words also came from Shenzhou," Mr. Farouk said. "A weapon with a spirit can cooperate better with its owner, and no one else can use it except for its owner."

Ye Wanlan nodded.

"I mean, this Shen Wei Spear is not just broken, its spirit is also dead," Mr. Farouk said gravely, "because it knows that its owner died on the battlefield trying to kill the enemy and will never wake up again."

He paused, then continued, "If its spirit cannot be revived, then even if I join the broken spear together, it won’t be the true Shen Wei Spear."

Ye Wanlan was silent for a moment, then said softly, "Let me talk to it."

She walked over to the Shen Wei Spear, slowly squatted down, and closed her eyes.

Although the Shen Wei Spear could not speak like the Qingyun Pendant, its spirit was stronger than that of the Qingyun Pendant; it was not incapable of sensing its surroundings.

The next second, Mr. Farouk keenly felt that the Shen Wei Spear had changed.

If the previous Shen Wei Spear felt utterly lifeless, then now it had shed much of that dead air; although it wasn’t completely invigorated, it was no longer a mere object.

Mr. Farouk found it incredible, "Miss Ye, you..."

The Valenky family could be called a forging lineage with the title "Heaven and Earth as the Forge, All Things Can Be Forged" precisely because the top forging masters in the family could communicate with weapons.

This communication was not in the material sense of verbal exchange, but during the forging process, it allowed the weapon to sense the thoughts of the blacksmith, thereby becoming a better weapon.

He had previously tried to communicate with the Shen Wei Spear, but had consistently failed.

"It’s alright now." Ye Wanlan gave a faint smile, "You can proceed with the repair; it won’t refuse anymore."

Mr. Farouk stared at her dumbfoundedly for a while before abruptly snapping back to reality, "Okay, Miss Ye."

The Qingyun Pendant puzzled, "What did Her Royal Highness the Princess say to the Shen Wei Spear?"

"I told it—" Ye Wanlan raised her eyebrows, "do you want to fight the world with your master again?"

Of course, the Shen Wei Spear wanted to.

Now, they just needed to wait for Mr. Farouk to repair the Shen Wei Spear to confirm if her guess was true.

**

In the hall.

"Actually, this is the first time I’ve met Y... Sister Lan," Yeh Xingli relaxed, "We used to communicate in the group before, but Sister Lan suddenly disappeared for several years. And frankly, during those years, nobody helped us deal with some troubles,"

Yan Tingfeng listened quietly.

Yeh Xingli then asked, "Since you are also a friend of Sister Lan, during those four years she vanished, did you manage to contact her?"

"Me?" Yan Tingfeng came out of his reverie, smiled faintly, "I only met her last year."

"Ah, then you probably don’t know," Yeh Xingli shook his head, "We’ve known each other for six or seven years. Back when we weren’t all corporate drones, friends from the group would often get together and play games."

He sighed at this point.

Time had passed so quickly, in the blink of an eye, he too had moved beyond his student days and entered the International Strategic Studies Institute.

But fortunately, they hadn’t all gone their separate ways.

Yan Tingfeng smiled, "It sounds like it was a wonderful time."

"Yes," Yeh Xingli straightened up, his expression serious, "Actually, regarding the War of a Thousand Armies, we have made some progress."

Upon hearing this, Yan Tingfeng’s brow furrowed slightly.

"The ’Alien Invasion Hypothesis’ suggested by the Dean, most people at the institute do not agree with it," Yeh Xingli frowned, "If it really was an alien civilization’s invasion, why would it only invade Shenzhou? And why, after completely destroying Shenzhou, did it suddenly disappear? According to logic, they should have occupied Shenzhou directly."

Yan Tingfeng closed his eyes briefly.

"So the clue breaks off here again," Yeh Xingli said, "But please, Director Yan, rest assured, we will definitely not give up the investigation."

"Thank you," Yan Tingfeng chuckled softly.

"No need to thank us, we’re all friends of Sister Lan," Yeh Xingli waved his hand, "Sister Lan is righteous, and helping her is only right."

Yan Tingfeng was non-committal, his eyes slightly narrowed, he thought nonchalantly.

Are we all friends?

He’d never heard Ye Wanlan call Yeh Xingli "Xingxing."

**

In the afternoon, Mr. Farouk finally started to rest.

He left the forging base to collect some mineral resources but was told that without Valentino’s permission, no new resources would be given to him.

Unless he agreed to Valentino’s request to become Valentino’s Imperial Blacksmith, henceforth all his creations must bear the name of Valentino.

"Mr. Farouk, how are you considering it?" Valentino smiled, "Once you are ready, let’s get to work."

Mr. Farouk’s expression was cold, "You are dreaming!"

"Mr. Farouk, the reason the outside world praises you, calling you a genius, is because your last name is Valenky," Valentino looked down upon him, his expression scornful, "Why don’t you go out and see, if you leave the family and no longer have the Valenky name, who else will provide you with resources? The Wanguo Group or the World Bank?"