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【 Class: Unique Hidden Class, SS-Level Heavenly Artisan Warlock 】

【 Level: LV1 】

【 HP: 100 / 100 】

【 Mana: 300 / 300 】

【 Strength: 15 】

【 Agility: 12 】

【 Vitality: 20 】

【 Mental Strength: 35 】

【 Skill List: 】

【 Passive Skill: Divine Workmanship (LV1) - Possesses top-tier inscription talent. When inscribing Formations or spell runes, material consumption is reduced by 30%, inscription time is shortened by 30%, and success rate is increased by 50%. 】

【 Active Skill: Stick to Convention (LV1) - Consumes 150 points of mana to perform a one-click replication of Formations created by oneself. When cast again, the Formation will directly appear on the designated unit or location, without consuming any materials or time. 】

Zhou Huai looked at the skill descriptions with understanding.

Formation Master.

This was a quite popular class.

Its importance even surpassed pharmacists and blacksmiths in certain aspects.

From enchanting weapons to constructing the defense System of an entire city, none of it could be separated from the participation of a Formation Master.

Not to mention those teleportation Formations scattered all over the world.

Even the magical Myriad Phenomena Trial Building of the Imperial Capital Academy had its core constructed from countless complex dungeon Formations.

It could be said that the strategic value of a top-tier Formation Master was immeasurable.

This was simply an inescapable, unsolvable killer move!

【 System Prompt: Please name your SS-Level Avatar. 】

The cold prompt tone pulled Zhou Huai back from his thoughts.

"What name should I give it?"

It was time for this pleasant yet distressing part again.

Countless names flashed through Zhou Huai's mind.

Ultimately, a figure crystallized in his heart.

During the Three Kingdoms period, that legendary figure who used troops like a god and possessed unparalleled strategies.

He deduced military tactics using the Eight Diagrams of the I Ching, creating the "Eight-Trigram Formation" that shook through the ages.

The Poet Sage Du Fu once wrote a poem in praise: "His achievements overshadowed the tripartite country, and his fame was made by the Eight-Trigram Formation."

The Formation map on the river is still laid out, and the prime ministerial deeds in Shu shine with brilliance.

"Let's name him... Zhuge Kongming."

A smile curled up the corners of Zhou Huai's mouth.

【 System Prompt: Naming successful! Avatar 'Zhuge Kongming' created. 】

【 System Prompt: Please shape the appearance for Avatar 'Zhuge Kongming'. 】

Since he took this name, his appearance naturally had to align with that famous prime minister through the ages.

In Zhou Huai's mind, the classic image portrayed by teacher Tang Guoqiang in his past life emerged.

Using this as a blueprint, he began meticulously sculpting a young version of Master Wolong.

Two hours later.

Inside Zhou Huai's bedroom, a white light flashed.

A figure quietly emerged.

The newcomer had a slender figure, a face like jade, and eyes like bright stars.

His sword-like eyebrows slanted into his temples, his nose bridge was high and straight, and his pair of eyes were deep and bright, as if they could see through all things in the world.

The two well-placed mustaches on his lips did not look old at all; instead, they added a bit of scholarly elegance and steadiness to him.

He wore a plain linen robe, yet it could hardly conceal that calm demeanor of devising strategies within a command tent to achieve victory a thousand miles away.

Looking at the figure before him who had practically stepped out of a television drama, Zhou Huai nodded in satisfaction.

Just like him.

Extremely alike.

It's just... missing a bit of flair.

It lacked a feather fan and a long robe.

This problem was not hard to solve.

With a thought in Zhou Huai's mind, his consciousness instantly sank into Zhuge Kongming's body.

He moved his hands and feet, feeling this brand-new body.

It lacked Yasuo's sharpness, Xiang Yu's overbearing dominance, and Gandalf's world-destroying magic.

But within this body, there was a unique rhythm that communicated with heaven and earth.

Zhou Huai pushed open the bedroom door and walked down to the second floor.

Jasmine was sitting in front of the desk, handling the guild's recent affairs.

Ever since the Evernight Guild was founded, she had basically been responsible for all matters big and small in the guild.

Although busy, she had also grown very rapidly.

Hearing footsteps, she raised her head.

When she saw the strange man standing at the door, her face did not show the slightest surprise or vigilance.

She immediately stood up, bowed slightly, and adopted a respectful attitude.

"Greetings, Master."

Zhou Huai smiled.

Signing contracts with Demon Slaves was simply convenient.

No matter which face he changed into, they could recognize his identity in the very first moment through the connection deep within their souls.

There was simply no need for any redundant explanation.

"Go handle a few things."

Controlling Kongming, Zhou Huai walked up to the desk with a gentle voice.

Jasmine immediately fetched paper and pen, bowing and standing to one side, ready to record.

Zhou Huai picked up the pen without speaking, instead swiftly sketching on the blank paper.

His brushwork was flowing like clouds and water; in just a moment, a graceful white long robe leaped onto the paper.

Immediately afterward, he drew an exquisitely styled feather fan.

"According to this style, find the best tailor and craftsmen to make it as soon as possible."

Zhou Huai pushed the drawing paper in front of Jasmine.

"Yes, Master."

Jasmine took it and carefully put it away.

"In addition," Zhou Huai's voice paused slightly, "go prepare another set of top-tier Formation Master carving knives, a box of ink sticks ground from Void stones, and a stack of talisman paper woven from star-patterned silk."

"Finally, go to the underground trading market and acquire as many high-tier materials containing spatial elements as possible. The higher the quality, the better, and the quantity is unlimited."

A series of instructions were issued.

Jasmine did not have the slightest hesitation or questioning; she just firmly remembered every single item in her heart.

"Your subordinate understands, I will go handle it right away."

She bowed in salute once more, then turned around and left the office swiftly and decisively.

Watching her departing back, thoughts churned in Zhou Huai's mind.

Since he now had a Formation Master.

The top priority was naturally to build a portal at the guild headquarters that could directly connect to the Abyss of Mist Secret Realm.

In this way, Yasuo, Xiang Yu, and the others could return to rest and resupply at any time.

What was even more important...

Once the portal was built, other members of the Evernight Guild would also be able to enter that vast Secret Realm for training and trials.

The strange beasts there were high in Level, large in number, and extremely rich in resources.

It was definitely a treasure land that could rapidly enhance the guild's overall strength in a short period of time.

Jasmine's working efficiency was extremely high.

In just half a day, she returned to the guild bringing everything Zhou Huai needed.

That custom-tailored white long robe was rushed into production by the most famous tailor in Donghai City, using the highest-grade cloud brocade.

Worn on Zhuge Kongming's body, it added an extra touch of ethereal Immortal Qi that transcended the mortal world.

That feather fan was woven from dozens of rare Snow-Feathered Eagle tail feathers, and its ribs were polished from millennium-old warm jade. Holding it in hand, the touch was cool, which could calm the mind and soothe the spirit.

Controlling Kongming, Zhou Huai held the feather fan and gently waved it.

Mm.

Now, the vibe was right.