Chapter 3967

"Shan Ya, long time no see. Did you go hunting again?

How did it go? "

A young man in white stood on the road in front of the mountain. He held a folding fan in his hand and had a handsome face. He looked very confident and at ease.

With her path blocked, Shan Ya stopped. She glanced at the other party and asked, "Who are you?"

The smile on the young man's face did not diminish. "I'm Yao Ye, one of the Ten General Talents."

Shan Ya said lightly, "I've never heard of him and I don't know him.

What about you? Have you heard of him? "

Shan Ya looked back at Lan Gu Meng who was walking over.

Lan Gu Meng said, "I've heard of someone called Car Steward. He seems to be one of the Ten Talents.

By the way, what rank did you say you were? "

"Tenth, Yao Ye."

The smile on Yao Ye's face was a little forced.

"I've never heard of him and we're not familiar with him. Don't block the way," Lan Gu Meng said lightly.

Yao Ye's face was a little distorted. He said indifferently, "My grandfather is Immortal Tian Jue!

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Lan Gu Meng looked back at Yao Ye. "We know about Immortal Tian Jue, but we really don't know about you."

After that, the two women left.

It was extremely rare to be able to talk so much with Yao Ye.

"You'll regret it." The humiliated Yao Ye's eyes were spitting fire.

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The knife was a boning knife. It was special. It was very sharp and shiny.

The moment Butterball took out the knife, Zi Chen had a whole new level of respect for him. He did not expect that Butterball, who was hated by everyone, was actually a great swordsman.

Was the work of handling the internal organs of exotic beasts all day long really a job that everyone competed for?

Just when Zi Chen was doubting himself and looking at Butterball with a new level of respect, he saw the shining knife light was submerged by the meat. Then, the meat hit Butterball's head. Butterball screamed.

"Save me!"

Butterball, whose head was covered by the meat, began to scream.

Zi Chen shook his head and dispelled all his previous misconceptions. He took the meat from Butterball's head.

Butterball put down the boning knife and said awkwardly, "I'm just giving you a demonstration. I remember that Yao Ye did this before."

After saying that, Butterball turned around and ran away. It was obvious that he had screwed up this time.

Zi Chen stood in place and didn't mock Butterball. Although the result was a little comical, Butterball's previous actions had given Zi Chen a lot of inspiration.

Perhaps, he could change his train of thought or try a different method.

In the distance, Butterball saw that Zi Chen didn't speak for a long time, so he plucked up his courage and said, "There used to be a driver who could decompose 755 animals a day. It's said that he even learned a new technique because of that."

Zi Chen closed his eyes and recalled Butterball's previous actions in his mind. He seemed to have been inspired.

Butterball stood in the distance and looked at Zi Chen, who was deep in thought. He muttered, "It can't be, right?

He really learned something? "

Butterball had obviously screwed up earlier, but he had given Zi Chen a lot of inspiration. At this moment, that scene replayed in Zi Chen's mind.

However, it wasn't Butterball who had made the knife move. Instead, it was the speed and strength of the knife moving through the air, as well as the speed of the exotic beast's descent.

After standing like that for a quarter of an hour, Zi Chen opened his eyes.

During this time, Butterball had been staring at Zi Chen the whole time.

When he saw him open his eyes, he instantly picked up the piece of meat from before with the knife. The meat flew up, and he made three slashes in the air. On the fourth time, he used the knife to carry the meat down and returned to the table.

The efficiency was very slow. If this continued, Zi Chen would definitely not be able to finish his work.

However, Zi Chen didn't care. He tried again and again until someone was about to come.

He continued to scrape the bones according to the normal method. At the same time, he was thinking about the problem of making the knife move earlier.

When the people who came to work saw that Zi Chen hadn't even finished dissecting an exotic beast, they all had strange expressions on their faces.

According to his usual routine, Zi Chen had already dissected a few exotic beasts by now.

Di Wu appeared at the door and saw the situation in front of Zi Chen as well. His expression didn't change much, and he only glanced at Butterball.

At this moment, Butterball was focused on his work.

At noon, the others left. Butterball brought food over. He looked at Zi Chen who was deep in thought and said, "You can't do this. You won't be able to finish your work today."

Zi Chen took the food and started eating. He was still thinking about something in his mind.

"Don't tell me he's possessed," Fatty muttered.

After finishing his food at his fastest speed, Zi Chen continued to try out the newest dissecting method. He practiced over and over again, but he didn't even finish half of his dissecting task today.

According to Zi Chen's current speed, he would probably have to work overtime until midnight.

After Butterball finished his food, he walked to Zi Chen silently and helped him to dissect the exotic beasts.

Zi Chen glanced at Butterball. Butterball said, "What are you looking at?

I told you, I have a lot of freedom in my work. You, on the other hand, can forget about resting if you can't finish dissecting a hundred beasts today. "

Butterball continued, "Don't underestimate the workload for a day. If you can't finish it today, you won't be able to rest well. It'll be worse the next day. In the end, your spirit will collapse."

Zi Chen patted Butterball's shoulder and smiled. Then, he continued to experiment with the knife.

Butterball stood at the side and helped Zi Chen to dissect the exotic beasts.

Zi Chen's speed of dissecting the beasts increased significantly. He also gained a new understanding of the sharpness of the knife and the toughness of the meat.

It could be said that Butterball had helped him open a door. As for what was behind this door, he had to explore it himself.

However, this exploration process was extremely difficult. Even with Butterball's help, Zi Chen's return was delayed by a lot.

Zi Chen was already exhausted when he returned to his room. However, he didn't dare relax in the slightest as he continued to refine the Death Soul Stone.

Compared to the others, Zi Chen, who possessed the Death Soul Stone, was much luckier.

His body, which had been suppressed by his power, was constantly absorbing the energy within the Death Soul Stone. Although there weren't any visible changes, the exhaustion he had felt when he had returned was completely swept away.

Zi Chen opened his eyes when the sky started to brighten. His mental state had already recovered to its peak.

He glanced at the Death Soul Stone in his hand. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt like he had used up a lot of energy the night before.

After washing up, Zi Chen left his room and went to work while the sky was still slightly bright.

Butterball hadn't arrived yet, so Zi Chen was obviously the first to arrive.

He continued to try out the insights he had gained the day before. Every time he tried, he would make other adjustments after dissecting the knife so that his body, which didn't have much energy, could be accurate down to the smallest detail.

After about an hour, Butterball arrived late. When he saw Zi Chen, he was a little shocked. However, he was even more surprised.

He walked over and said, "Are you really going to try it?

I was just joking with you yesterday. "

Zi Chen ignored him. He had been around for too long, so his control over his power was far beyond Butterball's imagination. He knew what he was doing.

However, everything was difficult at the beginning. Once he mastered the technique, everything that followed would be twice the result with half the effort.

After practicing for two hours, Zi Chen started to break it down.

Butterball had an endless amount of work to do every day, so Zi Chen didn't want to take up his time.