While Fang Yi was chatting with Qin Shou, he also learned that the middle-aged man's name was Qin Feng, the principal of Wudaokou Vocational Research and Technology College.
It's just that Qin Shou seemed to have some difficulty with Fang Yi along the way.
After all, Qin Feng's words were very vague, and he didn't know Fang Yi's identity or what was going on.
Donate?
Is it an excuse?
He looked suspicious.
Qin Shou: Could this kid be the old man’s illegitimate son outside? He was given all kinds of care and attention along the way, but I, my own biological son, didn’t get the same treatment.
No, I have to go home and talk to my mother.
If that doesn't work, Uncle Wang next door is pretty good.
Qin Feng naturally didn't know the psychological activities of his little boy, so he came to the registration office happily.
Although the current college entrance examination has not yet been held, there are still parents bringing their children to register in advance. After all, there are score subsidies for early batches.
So now, although there are not many people, Wudaokou... no, there are still many people queuing up at the entrance of Tiannan Ninth Research Institute, waiting to register.
I turned around and entered the school.
Somehow, Fang Yi always felt that Qin Feng seemed to be a stranger to the school.
Is it reliable...
"Come on, let's register him first."
Qin Feng waved his hand, which was quite magnanimous.
"Who are you?"
"Do you understand, first come, first served? We have been waiting for a long time, go and line up at the back!"
"What qualities?"
Qin Feng looked unhappy, but the teacher lowered his head and was checking the information. He snorted coldly when he heard this.
The quality of the current group of parents really needs to be improved.
Sign up first?
Who do you think you are?
There are always some people who feel they have some social status and start to ignore the rules.
Maybe others will shrink from power.
It's a pity that you have found the wrong person. I, Jiang Chaotian, will not accept your tricks.
"We, Tiannan Ninth Research Institute, have always stood firm in Tiannan with the school spirit of treating everyone equally, and will never allow any abuse of power for personal gain to happen..."
His words were righteous and his voice was sonorous and powerful.
At this moment, his figure looked extremely tall in the eyes of the row of students who came to register.
This is the school I want to choose!
"Fuck."
"headmaster?"
"This handsome guy, please!"
The people behind him all looked at this scene blankly.
Jiang Chaotian, who had been serious and dignified just now, suddenly nodded and bowed.
And Qin Feng's face is not very good, your sister, we don't know how much each other weighs, what are we pretending to do?
But he still turned his head and said.
"Everyone, this is a special admissions student this year. He is a freshman, that is, a sophomore in the fall. Therefore, he must register in advance and then assign topics, so I hope you can forgive me."
I see.
With this said, although the parents of the students still feel uncomfortable, there is no big problem.
After simple registration.
"To enter the Scientific Research Academy, you must condense the soul card. Xiao Shou, you teach him how to condense the soul card. Remember, don't be disturbed, otherwise the soul card may undergo some indescribable changes."
Hearing this, Fang Yi glanced at Qin Shou half-understanding.
Then nod.
Indescribable.
It's really indescribable.
Qin Shou looked ugly, but he nodded.
"Okay, then you start studying the soul card. I will prepare the project now. How should I say? I hope you can produce some results within a month. I will give you a project with great development potential."
Qin Feng said quietly, then turned and left.
As long as Fang Yi can research something, Fang Rong will fund another sum of money.
But, what topics should be assigned to him?
…
"If you want to condense the soul card, first of all, you need to master a few basic patterns."
Texture?
In Fang Yi's memory, the encapsulator's soul card must be condensed with basic textures, and the more basic textures are condensed, the better the future development potential will be.
Qin Shou took out a dark metal plate.
"This is the texture template. The textures on it are all tangled together. You need to decipher and carve at the same time."
Fang Yi took a look at the dark metal plate. It had lines on it and was tangled together, like ants piled together during a fire. It made people look upset and angry, and their scalp was numb.
"If the condensed soul card has good potential for future development, then why not just decipher all the basic patterns and sort them out for newcomers to memorize?"
Qin Shou glanced at Fang Yi as if he were an idiot.
"Didn't you yell at me very harshly outside?"
"Although I don't want to admit it, where does the packaging engineer have potential?"
"The current career plan for encapsulators only has three levels. Mastering the ten basic lines is the first level. Being able to physically encapsulate is the second level. Being able to encapsulate spiritual energy is the third level..."
Qin Shou spread his hands helplessly.
"This profession has no development potential at all. If all the lines are sorted out so easily, then I am afraid that the entire career path will only be the first and second grades."
"To increase the difficulty and add a professional level, I can only say that this is the last stubbornness of the encapsulator."
Encapsulator is the basic profession for people in scientific research colleges, but who are most of the people in scientific research colleges?
Either they have a fanatical interest in knowledge and research, or they have no talent for the war profession and don't want to give up, so they join the scientific research academy.
These people have no talent for cultivation and put all their thoughts into studying various topics, so the encapsulator...
The most useless profession.
The development potential is almost zero, and it can only be a supply occupation outside of war.
Although a scientific research madman once said that the development potential of encapsulators is extremely high, in the end because the madman concentrated on studying the important topics assigned to him, this sentence was forgotten by the public.
Fang Yi nodded slightly.
"Let's get started. The most basic thing is to see the three basic lines, and then you can condense the soul card."
Fang Yi looked at the metal plate and began to analyze it carefully. This was actually very difficult, just like a lot of strokes appearing messily on a piece of white paper, and then asking you to combine them into complete characters, and then combine them.
into fluent sentences.
He felt as if there were countless flies and mosquitoes crawling around on the metal plate, which was annoying.
Fang Yi took a deep breath.
"How many did you see?"
"Not a single one."
Qin Shou looks weird, is his talent so poor, or is he a special admissions student?
Then the old man didn’t really have any historical problems back then, right?
or……
He looked at Fang Yi's hair, grabbed one and went back to test it?
Fang Yizi stared at the fast metal plate carefully, gritting his teeth.
He didn't believe it.
Am I also surprisingly talented in this area?
Something's wrong!
He felt as if there was something somewhere that was constantly affecting him!
He can't calm down!
"[Vientiane Analysis] is starting up——"
"Start successfully——"
He was startled and looked up suddenly, only to see an illusory little lock appearing on the metal plate!
Next to the small lock it says:
Can be unlocked.
"Do you want to parse?"
Fang Yi silently muttered yes.
Immediately...
While he was dumbfounded, the densely packed lines began to automatically sort and combine in his eyes...