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A small battle concluded. The puppet automatons swarmed forward, tearing apart the intruding demon beasts.

A teleportation vortex appeared, devouring the corpses of the demon beasts.

The puppet automatons, in a long queue, retreated in succession.

Ning Zhuo stood to one side of their retreating formation, waiting for them.

He saw a puppet automaton with a missing arm and leg. Its eyes lit up instantly. After approaching the queue, he yanked it out.

Having accepted the task, this puppet automaton did not resist and allowed Ning Zhuo to manipulate it.

Ning Zhuo directly had the puppet automaton lie on the side of the street. He squatted down and immediately gutted it, disassembling various mechanical components.

Ning Zhuo discarded the damaged components, took out materials from his storage bag, and crafted several mechanical components on the spot to replace the damaged parts of the puppet automaton.

Ning Zhuo’s movements were concise and swift, especially his finger movements, which were so fast they were dazzling.

After twenty-odd breaths, this puppet automaton had been restored to its original state and rejoined the queue.

Ning Zhuo folded his arms and carefully scrutinized the subsequent queue.

There were many damaged puppet automatons in the queue, but Ning Zhuo bypassed most of them.

He didn’t choose to repair every single puppet automaton.

Some puppet automatons were quite troublesome to repair, requiring the repair of formation patterns, which was a huge drain on Ning Zhuo’s time and energy.

Other puppet automatons appeared severely damaged, but could actually be repaired by simply swapping out some mechanical components.

Ning Zhuo primarily selected the latter type of puppet automaton.

Because these puppet automatons could be repaired quickly, and the merits they provided were quite substantial.

It’s worth mentioning that when Ning Zhuo replaced the mechanical components for these automatons, he paid out of his own pocket, provided the materials himself, and crafted them on the spot.

He found that doing so earned him more merits.

His actions were equivalent to saving resources for the Lava Immortal Palace, just like Zhu Xuanji had once directly donated three automatons with quasi-Golden Core combat power to the Lava Immortal Palace.

But Ning Zhuo’s method was far more cost-effective than directly donating these materials. He could actually earn significantly more merits.

“In just three short days, Ning Zhuo has grasped the essence,” Zhu Xuanji, who was constantly observing Ning Zhuo, was inwardly amazed when he saw this selective behavior.

With a thought, Zhu Xuanji recorded this situation in a jade slip.

Soon after, this jade slip was transmitted to Ning Xiaohui.

After browsing the contents of the jade slip, Ning Xiaohui’s face clouded over.

“Ning Zhuo has found the knack!”

“Damn it, I spent over ten days painstakingly figuring out this experience.”

“How many days has he been here?”

The shadows of memory resurfaced, making Ning Xiaohui feel extremely uncomfortable.

“He doesn’t compete in other areas, but specifically chooses the medical hall.”

“Ning Zhuo, you are clearly targeting me and still want to entangle yourself with me!”

“I was already forced to leave, but even on this path of entering the Immortal Palace, you still refuse to let me go.”

Ning Xiaohui gritted her teeth, feeling strongly targeted by Ning Zhuo.

She pondered the situation in her heart: “To obtain the most basic medical practitioner position, the requirement is to spend ninety-six points of merit.”

“According to Ning Zhuo’s repair speed and the time he has been here, he will probably reach the standard soon.”

“Damn it!”

“Different positions can clearly be transferred between. But my application for advancement is not being approved by anyone!”

“This is because I am the only one in the medical hall at the moment, and my position is the highest!”

“No, if this continues, I will really be caught up.”

“Faster, I need to be faster! I need more merits!!”

Ning Xiaohui felt as if a primeval beast was chasing her from behind.

An immense pressure enveloped her heart, forcing her to exert her utmost effort to earn merits.

Zhu Xuanji effortlessly achieved his goal.

He needed Ning Xiaohui to obtain the position of the Record Pavilion as quickly as possible!

As long as he obtained the information from the Record Pavilion, he could directly find all the true culprits and criminals, whether they were the ones who bombed the Immortal Palace or the Fire Persimmon Mountain.

After another successful repair, Ning Zhuo gave a gentle tug, helping the puppet automaton stand up.

“Go,” he gently pushed the puppet automaton’s back.

The puppet automaton quickly caught up and joined the retreating queue.

Ning Zhuo also returned to the main group.

The cultivators gathered together, mostly from the Ning family, with a minority from the Zhou and Zheng families.

Ning Zhuo was a figure of prominence, and his every move attracted attention.

His frequent repairs of puppet automatons here recently had inspired many to follow suit.

As a result, everyone discovered upon trying that repairing these puppet automatons indeed earned a lot of merits.

When Ning Zhuo returned, they were discussing their respective merit totals.

“I have thirty-nine merits.”

“Mine is forty-six merits.”

Zhou Zeshen said softly: “Fifty-two.”

He then looked at Ning Zhuo and asked: “Brother Ning, according to your speed and the time elapsed, have your merits already accumulated to eighty or ninety?”

Ning Zhuo silently checked his merits.

Minus one hundred and ninety-three!

Tears streamed down his heart, while on the surface, he revealed a slight smile and nodded to everyone: “It has already exceeded ninety-six.”

“Now I can enter the medical hall and take the lowest position in the medical hall – the medical practitioner.”

Everyone was immediately amazed and then offered their congratulations in succession.

“As expected, it truly is you,” Zhou Zeshen smiled and nodded, not feeling any surprise.

Ning Zhuo’s recent display of automaton skills also earned his silent admiration.

“Let’s go, let’s go to the medical hall together.”

“Let’s send Brother Zhuo to his new post!”

“Right, right, I just want to see with my own eyes the moment you walk into the medical hall, Brother Zhuo.”

The crowd surrounded Ning Zhuo, sincerely congratulating him.

Ning Zhuo, however, shook his head: “What is there to celebrate? You will all be there soon. When everyone takes the position of medical practitioner, I believe we will be able to earn merits even faster.”

“I am exhausted and not in a hurry to take office. Let’s return to the courtyard first, and I will impart some more experience in repairing puppet automatons to everyone.”

Ning Zhuo’s suggestion was immediately met with broader approval.

This wasn’t the first time he had done this!

In the past few days, after the main group returned to the temporary station, he would publicly impart his various repair experiences in the small courtyard.

He directly shared his understanding of various mechanical components with others.

This action brought about a significant improvement for everyone.

Many cultivators from the Zhou and Zheng families also came after hearing about it.

Ning Chen asked Ning Zhuo if they should be allowed to listen in.

Ning Zhuo: “At this moment, the Four Directions Alliance is the top priority. Do not be petty; let them all come in and listen.”

Such magnanimity impressed Ning Chen and others.

However, some members of the Ning family secretly felt dissatisfied, believing that it was unreasonable for the Zhou and Zheng family members to receive the same treatment as themselves.

Ning Zhuo had already anticipated this.

After each session of imparting repair experience, he would re-gather the Ning family cultivators in his room before going to sleep that night.

In his room, Ning Zhuo would teach them some deeper insights and many small tips for repairing and selecting puppet automatons.

In this way, the slight dissatisfaction that the Ning family cultivators had felt completely vanished.

After finishing the day’s pre-sleep teaching, Ning Zhuo went to the medical hall alone.

By the time he arrived at the medical hall, it was already late at night.

But the Lava Immortal Palace was still very bright, with ample light.

There was no distinction between day and night here, and if not for using spells to calculate, it would be easy to lose the correct sense of time.

Whether it was the magma or the light golden spherical light shield, or the tide of demon beasts outside the light shield, they all made the night of the Lava Immortal Palace full of noise and heat.

After entering the medical hall, Ning Zhuo, mimicking Ning Xiaohui’s initial behavior, attempted to explore, and at the workbench, continuously accepted repair tasks and repaired more than a dozen puppet automatons.

After doing this, he returned to the station with dark circles under his eyes and a tired yet excited expression to rest.

The next day, Ning Zhuo, who had only slept for two hours, went to the medical hall alone again.

His actions from then on were different from others, and every time he returned, he would receive a considerable number of questions.

Ning Zhuo continued to impart experience to everyone and used this process to inform them of many inside secrets of the medical hall, making everyone yearn for it and further increasing their motivation to strive.

Taking this opportunity, Ning Zhuo also mixed the information about the severe treatment room with other information and told everyone.

After two days of such performance, Zhu Xuanji and others gradually became familiar with his movements and began to reduce their attention on him.

“The time is ripe.”

Medical Hall.

Ning Zhuo entered the severe treatment room.

Upon reaching here, he closed the door and activated the formation in the room.

In an instant, his connection with the outside world was cut off!

The Golden Core cultivators who sensed this situation immediately communicated via spiritual transmission.

“What happened to Ning Zhuo? My connection with him is broken.”

“I can’t sense him either.”

“Don’t panic, it might be a special arrangement of the medical hall. I remember now, did he enter the severe treatment room?”

“Let’s wait and see. To be honest, we can only wait. We are not trial disciples and cannot even get close to the medical hall.”

The Golden Cores temporarily calmed down.

Ning Zhuo, on the other hand, met Sun Lingtong and Yang Chanyu in the severe treatment room.

“Senior Yang,” he cupped his hands in greeting to Yang Chanyu, and then said to Sun Lingtong: “Boss Sun, we meet again.”

Ning Zhuo and Sun Lingtong acted somewhat distant towards each other, which was a precaution against Yang Chanyu.

Sun Lingtong said to Yang Chanyu: “Brother Ning Zhuo and I have collaborated many times before.”

“The big plan I told you about earlier was also concocted with Brother Ning Zhuo.”

“Brother Ning Zhuo is a member of the modification team and is deeply trusted by Zhu Xuanji and others. If we want first-hand information, we must obtain it from him.”

“At the same time, he is a trial disciple of the Lava Immortal Palace. As you can see, his identity allows him to enter the medical hall and other important buildings, which is extremely helpful for our next actions.”

Yang Chanyu nodded slightly.

The facts before her made her quite agree with what Sun Lingtong said.

Of course, as she interacted with Ning Zhuo, she would gradually discover the difference between Ning Zhuo and other members of the modification team.

For example, other members of the modification team, even after joining the medical hall and taking the position of medical practitioner, would not have such immense power to allow outsiders into the severe treatment room.

“You, a mere Qi refining stage cultivator, and a Foundation Establishment cultivator, actually dare to covet the Lava Immortal Palace?”

“Quite audacious!”

Yang Chanyu said as she closely examined Ning Zhuo.

From her perspective, this was the first time she had met Ning Zhuo face-to-face.

It must be said that Ning Zhuo had a very good appearance. Dressed in a white shirt, with clear eyebrows and eyes, at the age of sixteen, he was in the prime of his youth.

In addition, Yang Chanyu also felt a strange closeness to Ning Zhuo’s life aura.