It's not that no apprentices came to ask, but after Jeming explained truthfully, many apprentices backed out on the spot.
However, having no students to guide turned out to be a blessing in disguise for him.
This meant he didn't have to worry about teaching issues and could fully immerse himself in his endless list of research.
Analyze samples, optimize Talisman Witchcraft Artifacts, deduce Cultivation Techniques, alter cannon fodder...
Time quietly slipped away amidst the laboratory's lights and various energy fluctuations.
Seasons came and went, and another forty years passed by like water.
On this day, Jeming was intently analyzing a sample called "Void Jellyfish" brought back from the Aerial Plane, when the encrypted communicator placed at a corner of the lab table once again emitted a gentle yet persistent signal.
Jeming frowned slightly, temporarily detaching himself from the complex data streams, and connected the call.
