Genius Magician Who Eats Medicine Episode 610


    Selection Ceremony (2)


    A gigantic stadium where the meister selection ceremony is held.


    Unlike the empty audience seats, the VIP seats located on the top floor of the stadium are brightly lit.


    Dozens of screens rying the current situation are simultaneously floating in various ces in the VIP room where the warmth lingers.


    More than dozens of people watch the artisans work in different ways.


    Among them, there were normal human figures, but there were also a lot of cyborgs and robots that were not human at all.


    “Is that the artisan rmended by the bailiff at this selection ceremony?”


    Isabe bowed her head at the sound of a hard voiceing from next to her.


    “Yes, Commissioner Brahms.”


    “hmm… … .”


    A mature man with a solid expression stroking his beard with a disapproving look.


    The wide shoulders that cannot be hidden even through a suit and the muscles peeking through the sleeves of a shirt suggest the size and level of training.


    The side of the man’s face has beenpletely reced with a machine, giving off an inorganic metallic glow.


    Brahms, who looked over the screen at the figure of Lennok who was standing on the workbench and wiggling his hands, finally opened his mouth again.


    “Disappointing.”


    “… … .”


    “See how you can’t lift even a single lump of iron. You look weak. I’d rather be stubborn and stupid. To stand in front of the mes all day, you have to be strong above all else, right?”


    “We tried to be fair so that we could meet the standards as much as possible.”


    Isabe answered without batting an eye.


    “There will be no consequences that go against the rules of the Ex Machina.”


    “Aren’t you trying to side with the machine head now?”


    Brahms asked, not hiding his sarcastic tone.


    Mechanical brains of schrs. Iron hearts of warriors. Craftsman’s Warhammer.


    It is an undeniable fact that of the three factions separating the Ex Machinas, who lead the Machine City, Isabe, the Executioner, is the closest to the Iron Heart.


    Likewise, Commissioner Brahms of Steel Heart was secretly sarcastic about Isabe, who was trying to keep the middle way despite having such a background.


    “I didn’t prepare just one author. The artisans selected to produce the minimum results at the selection ceremony have already… … .”


    “I know that you handpicked the author a few days before the selection ceremony.”


    Isabe kept her mouth shut.


    Brahms nced at her like that and slowly stroked her chin.


    “If the author causes trouble, you will be responsible for it too.”


    “… … understand.”


    Isabe maintained a calm attitude even as she watched Ujat, who was standing next to her, clenched her fists.


    He understands that if he hastily reacts emotionally, he will only feed the members of the Iron Heart.


    After the failure of the Ascension Gate, the Ex Machina split into three factions.


    In the direction divided by the head and heart hammers, the executive officers were also slowly being swept away without winning the flow.


    In the process, it is still undecided which side will ‘maintain’ this gigantic machine city in the right direction.


    Nheless, there is no one who does not know that it is the right thing to do in this city to attract even one more skilled artisan and meister.


    There was a reason why the meister selection ceremony, which was only an honorary position a long time ago, had be so grandiose.


    “Hmm… … .”


    But even while Brahms threatened the bailiff, the other Meisters who filled the VIP seats didn’t pay attention.


    Rather, the meisters gathered forward one by one as if pushing Brahms standing in front of the screen.


    “Ugh… … !! What’s going on?”


    “Commissioner Brahms, move aside for a second. Can’t you see the screen well?”


    “He stands out very well among the other artisans.”


    Realizing that some of the Meisters who participated as judges for this selection ceremony were keeping an eye on Lennok, Brahms asked with a slightly puzzled look.


    “You mean you like the workmanship of that craftsman?”


    However, the Meisters responded to Brahms’ question with a calm expression.


    “Look at that. As long as the eyes are properly attached.”


    “It hasn’t been long since the selection ceremony started, but you keep talking to other artisans.”


    As he said, Lennok, who could be seen through the screen, was constantly talking to other artisans near the workbench.


    Every time Lennok says something, the faces of the artisans facing him change from amazement to disapproval.


    Then, as if Lennok’s hand gestures, he turns into a worker who moves in perfect order.


    Commissioner Brahms also shut his mouth with an indescribable expression at the sight of Lennok treating more than four artisans like his own workers in an instant.


    “Isn’t it fun? To the extent that I could easily obtain the cooperation of artisans in this short amount of time.”


    “Commissioner Brahms knows very well how proud artisans who are skilled enough to participate in the selection ceremony are so proud and obsessed with their results.”


    A few Meisters stroked his chin in an interesting way.


    “In the first ce, due to theck of deadlines and strong pride, people who do not cooperate well with each other without any restrictions are voluntarily stepping up to help one young man like that. Aren’t you curious about his skill?”


    “Um… … .”


    The fact that there is no other regtion other than the submission of the results within the time limit at the Meister selection ceremony is not because craftsmen are encouraged to coborate or help each other.


    Even if you barely manage to take care of your own submissions, it’s a very tight time. Pride as a craftsman high enough to participate in the selection ceremony.


    There is a sense of pressure that senior artisans who are already better than them are going into the screening process with a clear view of the process.


    Even if there is no such regtion, most artisans are fully aware that organized coboration is meaningless.


    However, Lennok knew this, but as if it was natural, he talked to other artisans, persuaded them, and obtained their cooperation.


    It must be because the meaning of Lennok’s words conveyed to them something higher than the tight time and pressure.


    “It’s a pity that the microphone isn’t good enough. I’d like to hear at least a piece of what you were talking about to convince them.”


    “Look at that. At first, he seemed to be exining about iron ore, but now he is picking out metals for other artisans instead.”


    At first, Lenok seems to be helping the craftsmen, but on the contrary, he starts teaching and helping the craftsmen who cooperate.


    What’s even more ironic is that even in the middle of their busy lives, the artisans quietly listened to Lennok’s exnation and nodded, looking for the metal they needed.


    “Please take a closer look at the minerals that Lyman craftsmen deal with.”


    One of the rtively young Meisters kindly pointed to the screen and exined.


    “Shape memory alloy folding. It is a metal that can only be handled by knowing how to touch, maintain, and adjust the magical flow inside the mineral. It is a new material that has not been disclosed to the outside world at all since it was developed in the ck Pce workshop in less than a month.”


    “… … .”


    “It is a difficult item to touch unless you are a craftsman with an innately high sensitivity. That craftsman recognized that and chose to machine that metal.”


    “Folding is one of the future metals expected to be responsible for the miniaturization and weight reduction of artifact parts. It’s because it takes a lot of skill to designate and maintain the form of transformation and restoration due to magic power.”


    At the end of the VIP seat, attention gradually begins to focus on the conversation between the meisters.


    “There are some things in the world that get attention and attention just because you know how to handle them.”


    “It’s like eating half of what you know how to do well. The eye itself to choose a metal should already be regarded as a sufficient pass.”


    Brahms, who watched as the screens seen by the distinguished guests were switched to Lennok’s, quickly cleared his throat.


    “Hmmmm, of course, I intend to respect the judgments of the Meisters, but the act of giving extra points to the evaluation with only good eyesight… … .”


    “… … .”


    As Brahms tried to keep his conversation going, Lennok left the workbench and started moving.


    “Oh, have you made all the tools now?”


    “The speed is much faster than I thought.”


    “good. I can’t wait to see what kind of stuff he will make… … hmm?”


    The Meisters’ eyes widened as they watched Lennok approaching the disy case with interest.


    It was because Lennok, who passed by the disy case where the materials and hardware needed for equipment production were ced, headed straight for the disy case where the broken equipment and artifacts were piled up.


    * * *


    ‘Manufacturing field is handled by outsourcing.’


    That was the first conclusion that Lennok came to after learning the principle of the meister selection ceremony.


    ‘I’m not familiar with metallurgy, and I don’t have the skills or strength to handle metal. It’s not something I can do to create usable equipment with just a lump of iron.’


    Although he is acting as a craftsman, Lennok’s ability is far from the virtues that a superman in the production world should possess.


    Of course, if you use your intuition and sensitivity as a wizard who has reached the limit, you can somehow copy and learn the artisan’s metallurgy, but


    what meaning does that have in this contest where meisters are selected?


    Simply knowing how to handle iron and craft equipment was of no use.


    What this selection ceremony demands is to achieve outstanding results in three fields befitting the position of Meister.


    That’s why Lennok decided to leave the results of equipment manufacturing to other artisans and focus on maintenance and remodeling.


    ‘In the field of modification, I decided which items to modify. The problem is what kind of equipment to maintain… … .’


    At first nce, the process of remodeling and maintenance looks simr, but the goals arepletely different.


    If the modification is to improve the performance of the existing equipment or to modify the functional direction of the equipment itself.


    Maintenance is close to restoring a broken piece of equipment to its original condition.


    Like Lennok’s modification of Isabe’s magic amplification device, maintenance may be more difficult than modification depending on the type of equipment to be touched.


    It’s a simple task, but you have to choose your equipment well.


    Fortunately, each broken piece of equipment on disy for maintenance submissions had a scorecard attached to it, making it easier for Lennok to judge.


    ‘Magic Dispersion Mirror Ball. 56 maintenance points. It’s not difficult, but I need a higher score when I hit the production score.’


    Lennok was lost in thought as he walked through the stadium at high speed past the disy cases.


    ‘Spiritual vision goggles. It is difficult to fix unless you manually adjust and rece the lens magnification, but the score is only 65 points… … Wrong.’


    Lennok moved freely into the depths of the disy case, examining other high-scoring equipment that he might be able to get his hands on.


    Promation of the gathering of criminals. A high score of 82 and rtively obscure problems. once on hold.


    Triple folding mid-size piston. The cause of the broken connection is certain, but the hassle of having to manufacture and repair the necessary parts yourself. 77 points. off topic.


    Small horsepower nuclear fusion reactor. The score is a whopping 94 points. However, the technology required to manufacture the equipment has never been disclosed to the public.


    Equipment with obvious problems that can be repaired with Lennok’s knowledge either has a low score or takes a lot of time.


    Most of the high-scoring pieces of equipment are either severely damaged or have very high prior knowledge and technical barriers to maintenance.


    Lennok, lost in thought, passed tirelessly through the disy case holding a screwdriver until, at some point, the mana flowing from the inside of the disy case stopped her steps.


    “… … Artifact?”


    Near the deepest disy case in the stadium. It was because artifacts, not simple mechanical equipment, were lined up.


    Shapes of artifacts that radiate clear magical energy that cannot be hidden even in a broken and broken state.


    Unlikeplex mechanical equipment, it is often in the form of a simple ne or essory.


    [Clive’s ne. 112 points.]


    [Despair of Alorbane. 125 points.]


    [Artificial Juseong Bakroecheongu. 138 points.]


    Contrary to the names of mechanical equipment, which were somewhat intuitive, the names were vague and conceptual.


    Among them, there are items that have be artifacts in the form of mechanical equipment, but there are also quite a few that are not.


    There are not many artisans whoe to this showcase and look around the equipment, but all of them have a fierce look in their eyes.


    Perhaps these are the artisans with the skills to actually aim for the Meister title at this selection ceremony.


    Lennok walked through the disy case in a sharp gaze that seemed to check Lennok, who had arrivedte, and stopped in front of the equipment located in thest disy case.


    In this huge and splendid stadium, the tomb of stolen goods is overwhelminglyrger than the other showcases and forms a gigantic mountain.


    Less than ten artisans are just hanging out in front of the mountain of this disy case, which has no name written on it, let alone a score card.


    “This… … .”


    “You’d better give up, young man.”


    As Lennok muttered the words nkly, a soft voice behind him dissuaded him.


    A stooped old man with a warm-looking expression was looking up at him.


    “Unless you want to blow your few chances in vain, don’t touch the stuff over there.”


    “… … Why?”


    “Can you see that the names and scores of the equipment ced there are not properly written?”


    He nodded his head with an old man’s indifferent expression.


    “The treasure of the Crown of Hearts, which stores the most valuable and ancient artifacts in the Machine City. People say that these are equipment that even current Meisters cannot touch.”


    “… … .”


    “Aside from everything else, this is a space reserved for artisans who are aiming for meisters in the maintenance field. If you fix something that can’t be fixed, that alone will allow you to be recognized for your achievements and get a high score.”


    The old man lowered his voice slightly and continued speaking while looking around.


    “I saw you deal with foldring alloys. You don’t have to push yourself too hard, but after the selection ceremony, the workshops will take care of you. Don’t be rude and wait patiently.”


    Did you see Lennok subcontracting other artisans to mold various metals?


    It seems that the old man already knew what kind of metal he handled and selected in the process.


    However, instead of nodding to the old man’s persuasion, Lennok stared nkly at the old man’s behavior.


    “you… … .”


    The moment the old man lifted his shoulders slightly as if ufortable with the gaze, Lennok opened his mouth.


    “You are wearing a watch.”


    “Hmm?”


    “Unlike maintenance, artisans undergoing a fabrication or remodeling process usually do not wear anything over their arms. Because it gets in the way of strenuous work.”


    Lennok spoke again before the old man could react.


    “If you look at the cor, you are wearing a shirt that is as good as new, but only one shoulder is strongly wrinkled. It means that I haven’t moved for quite a while in a tilted position… … .”


    Saying that, Lennok averted his gaze.


    “Considering the time the selection ceremony started, it seems that he barely moved from here as soon as the event started.”


    “… … While the old man was speechless, Lennok, who had been looking around for a while, moved on without hesitation


    .


    “If I was working on my work, stationary at the end of the stadium, watching my work from a distance of thousands of meters, there was only one possibility I could think of.”


    “I don’t know what the hell you are talking about… … .”


    The old man’s words, which had been smirking nonchntly, stopped as soon as Lennok saw something elongated that he had pulled out from thest disy case without hesitation.


    A beautiful telescope that emits a brilliant iridescent light.


    Even at a nce, it seems to reveal that it is an unusual treasure, and even in this stadium with dark lights, it is shedding a unique light.


    “Equipment with the ability to see thousands of meters from a sitting position. Wasn’t that also repairing the items in this disy case?”


    Lennok smiled as he stroked the telescope he had lifted.


    “It turns out that you are a craftsman like me who is aiming for achievements in the maintenance field.”


    “… … Put it down when I say nice things.”


    The face of the old man, who finally revealed his true color, sank gloomily.


    “Did you mean to persuade me to return and reduce thepetition?”


    “Pavaya’s Phnom Penh is something that a young artisan like you shouldn’t touch.”


    The old man shook his head as if he couldn’t help it.


    “I just didn’t want to see a foolish artisan like you disrupt my work by recklessly turning this space upside down.”


    “… … .”


    Did he not want the other artisans to find out that he was aiming for the celestial mirror, so he noticed Lennok’s approach and put the celestial mirror back in the disy case?


    I couldn’t sympathize with that tenacious obsession, but I understood the old man’s intentions in giving Lennok advice and pretending not to know.


    An ancient artifact called the Heavenly Ritual of Papaya.


    Lennok nodded after lightly synchronizing his magical powers and ending his internal exploration.


    “It’s an object used to look through cracks in non-existent space by adjusting the magnification of the lens on different spatial axes.”


    “… … what?”


    Lennokughed as the old man looked back at him more surprised than ever before.


    “Unless you are an ancient species born in the imaginary dimension and able to walk a tightrope between spaces, it is difficult to repair. It’s definitely not something I can touch.”


    “That’s right. I don’t know how the hell you knew that. quietly… … !!”


    “But at least I can try to fix it so no one else can fix it.”


    Could it be that he was sure that Lennok knew the principle of the heavenlyw and therefore did not lie?


    The old man’s face copsed with pitiful ease.


    “Oh, no… … please don’t… … . It took me a very long time to get my hands on the Heavenly Ridge… … !!”


    “Then will you help me do a treasure hunt inside this case?”


    “… … A treasure hunt?”


    Before Lennok could answer, he took out a broken pike hilt from inside thest disy case he was standing in.


    “This pike fragment. It is an artifact that contains the magic of ing’. It also has a fairly strong concentration of magical power.”


    “… … “


    Now, in this showcase, some of the treasures that Machine City has collected and stored for a very long time are on disy.”


    Lennok asked while waving the irvoyant at the old man who was silent.


    “Wouldn’t it be rather a great loss for a craftsman to pick out an item to repair without examining all the items gathered here?”


    Lennok had no interest in the Pavaya’s Celestial Mirror, which the old man was aiming to repair from the beginning.


    That’s why Lennok was thinking of reversing the weakness of the old man who was trying to exclude him frompetition, and having him examine the artifacts piled up in this disy case instead.


    Even at first nce, the old man is a master craftsman who participated in the selection ceremony aiming for the heavenly mirror of Papaya many times. They were also likely to be familiar with the artifacts disyed in the showcase.


    Btedly, the old man frowned slightly and sighed, as if he understood Lennok’s words.


    “… … I got itpletely wrong. Got it. But the odds of a precious relic that is poor enough to be repaired are not very likely to exist in a disy case like this.”


    “You don’t have to worry about that.”


    As Lennok said, he quietly reached into his arms and took out a ck cube.


    The shape of a cube that constantly changes and changes its shape as if it is constantly rising from the inside of the shape of the cube.


    “Because it is certain that it exists. All we have to do is find it.”


    A medium artifact that has the ability to randomly recreate the results of another spatial axis by injecting magical energy received as a gift from Ming.


    Penterect had been reacting in front of this disy case for the first time in a while.