Chapter 63 Copying Soul Tools
"By the way, bro."
"Your first soul skill is copying soul bones. Could you try copying soul tools instead?"
Tang San looked at Tang Chuan with anticipation and said, "There are three here. Let's use the ring with the smallest space for the experiment. Even if we fail, it won't be a big deal."
"If we could replicate it, we could give one to each of Wang Sheng and Zhao Hu."
"Look at them now, when they deliver food, they can only carry one basket of iced tea each time. They have to go to two or three bars and then they have to go back to the Academy to restock. It's too time-consuming to go back and forth like that."
"If we had a storage soul tool, we could carry several times more goods at once."
"It can save a lot of travel time, and might even allow us to reach more customers further afield, leading to a significant increase in orders!"
"Great idea!"
Upon hearing this, Tang Chuan nodded in agreement. He had indeed considered the issue of logistics efficiency long ago, but he hadn't expected that his younger brother would not only be thinking about using it himself, but also about the food delivery business.
He summoned his Spirit, Blue Silver Grass, and as the grass threads intertwined, he tried to devour the storage ring in his hand.
The grass fibers conveyed a subtle, sluggish sensation.
Unlike when it was devouring food, it was not smooth; it was as if it had encountered an incomprehensible foreign object.
A moment later, the Blue Silver Grass trembled slightly, and its tendrils suddenly contracted, ejecting the ring, which landed in Tang Chuan's palm.
The once smooth surface of the ring is now covered with a faint layer of erosion marks.
Tang Chuan picked up the ring, infused it with his soul power, and sensed that the internal spatial structure was not damaged.
"No."
Tang Chuan shook his head: "My first soul skill, Blue Silver Weaving of a Hundred Flavors, is essentially about analyzing and copying edible or food-related things."
"Soul tools are far removed from the concept of food and cannot be recorded or copied."
"Forcibly swallowing it may cause irreversible damage."
"I see!"
"Brother, it was just an experiment anyway, it's okay if it doesn't work out."
Tang San nodded, a look of relief flashing across his face.
"I'll keep the ring and study it later. Maybe I can find a way to devour and copy records."
Tang Chuan hesitated for a moment, then put the ring in his pocket: "You know that too."
"The delivery service will expand from the Academy to the entire city of Nottingham, and will eventually extend to Soto City and Sky City. Storage and transportation have always been a problem."
"If we can use a soul tool to transport it, it will definitely save a lot of trouble."
"I'll take this bracelet too."
"It's a good size and easy to hide. I usually use it to store some ingredients and account books."
Tang Chuan then picked up the ten-cubic-meter storage bracelet, put it on his wrist and shook it; the wide sleeves of his robe were just enough to cover it.
"You can have the belt!"
"When you go to the blacksmith's shop, you need to bring tools; when you go to the tavern to inquire about information, you need to bring notes. There are twenty-four spaces where you can categorize and store all kinds of miscellaneous items."
"You are meticulous, this is perfect for you."
As he spoke, Tang Chuan handed the belt in his hand to Tang San.
Tang San quickly waved his hand, took a small step back, and declined, saying, "Brother, this belt has the most space; you need it more than I do."
"A bracelet will suffice for me."
"You manage the takeout and iced tea business, so you need to bring the ingredients, recipes, and ledgers. Sometimes you also need to pack samples of newly made iced tea. You need it more than I do."
Upon hearing this, Tang Chuan couldn't help but laugh.
He stepped forward and shoved the belt into Tang San's arms: "Why are you being so polite with me?"
"Just take it."
"I can make iced tea and barbecue on the spot using my first soul skill. The recipes and ledgers I carry can't even fill the space of one bracelet."
"But you have to go to the blacksmith's shop every day to load up some hidden weapon parts and stuff, and you also have to go to the tavern to record those bits and pieces of information. There are a lot of things and they're all mixed up, so it's better to store them separately so they don't get messy."
"Listen to me, take it."
As he spoke, Tang Chuan reached out and patted Tang San's arm: "You're meticulous, this belt will be most useful when it's in your hands."
"Um!"
"Brother, I'll listen to you."
Tang San then stopped insisting, took the belt with both hands, carefully tied it around his waist, and straightened his robe to cover most of it, leaving only a glimpse of the black belt.
Stroking the neatly arranged jade stones on his belt, a thought suddenly struck him, and he remembered something.
"Brother, let me name it!"
"Twenty-four jade stones, like twenty-four full moons embedded in the night sky..."
"How about we name it 'Moonlit Night Over the Twenty-Four Bridges'? What do you think, bro?"
"The Moonlit Night Over the Twenty-Four Bridges?"
Tang Chuan repeated, his smile deepening, "A good name!"
"It has both artistic conception and is very apt."
"It seems our third sister isn't just good at blacksmithing and researching hidden weapons, she's also quite literary!"
Tang San blushed slightly at the praise, looked up at Tang Chuan, and his eyes became exceptionally firm: "Brother, don't worry!"
"Although I can't replicate the soul tool for now, I'll focus on my cultivation and strive to break through level 20 as soon as possible to obtain my second soul ring!"
"As long as I can obtain a soul skill that can transmit information, I can start building the Blue Silver Network."
"Not only will we be able to transmit order information faster, but we might also be able to find other ways to improve delivery efficiency!"
"We must get the food delivery platform up and running as soon as possible!"
"Yes, brother believes you!"
"But don't push yourself too hard; cultivation should be done step by step."
Tang Chuan looked at his younger brother, his heart warmed, and patted Tang San on the shoulder: "Let's go, if we dawdle any longer, we'll be late for class!"
"Um!"
Tang San nodded emphatically and walked beside Tang Chuan.
The two walked side by side toward the classroom. The morning light filtered through the leaves and fell on them. Tang San rested his hand on the Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moonlit Night scroll at his waist, and the unease in his heart gradually dissipated.
The bell for class had just rung.
Teacher Zhou, who was in charge of teaching the basic courses on soul beasts, walked into the classroom carrying a stack of diagrams, and the blackboard was quickly filled with the outlines of soul beasts in chalk.
"Today we'll talk about the difference between hundred-year-old soul beasts and thousand-year-old soul beasts."
Teacher Zhou tapped the image of the Datura snake on the blackboard: "Look, everyone, take the Datura snake as an example. The venom of a hundred-year-old Datura snake is enough to paralyze a Great Soul Master."
"But the thousand-year-old Datura serpent not only has doubled its venom, but also awakens a rudimentary form of a poisonous mist-like domain, which can affect the surrounding environment on a small scale. It is also more intelligent, knows how to seek advantage and avoid harm, and can even perform simple disguises."
"The difference between the two is related to their body size."
"Before evolving into a thousand-year-old soul beast, the Mandragora Serpent's body length increases by one centimeter for every year of cultivation it gains."
"After breaking through a thousand years of cultivation."
"The body color of the Mandala Snake will change from dark green to pink, and the pink color will deepen as the cultivation level increases. Students should pay attention to this."
"If you encounter a pink datura snake longer than ten meters, get away from it as quickly as possible!"
"The Mandragora Serpent is one of the most terrifying poisonous soul beasts. Its venom is extremely potent, not only having a paralyzing effect but also causing significant damage to the body's nervous system."
"Once you encounter it, it's very difficult to escape!"
"As for the mandala snake that is over ten thousand years old, there are records saying that its body turns yellow, but I have never encountered one, and I hope you will not either..."
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