Fang Hong nodded his head.

In Eteliria, Non-Attribute Magic Power doesn't exist naturally; it's actually artificially created by Alchemists.

Therefore, in the earliest times, having no Attribute Magic Power Adaptability essentially meant having no Magic Power Adaptability at all. It was only later, with the emergence of Non-Attribute Magic Power, that those without Magic Power Adaptability were able to use some "instruments," ushering in an era where Magic Guided Engineering became accessible to the common people.

However, Non-Attribute Magic Crystals of a general nature naturally couldn't come close to the power of α crystals, let alone β crystals.

Kroid continued, "Your innate conditions may be slightly worse than Pei Qiao's, but your own talent is not lacking in the slightest. We've all seen your performance in the Continental League. Perhaps you can think of ways to continue your development on the path of a craftsman. By the time you reach Level 30, you'll have the capital to negotiate with the military."

"Mr. Kroid, did you all... all watch that live broadcast?" Fang Hong couldn't help feeling so embarrassed at the thought of the spectacle he made in the Continental League that he wanted to find a hole to crawl into.

"What else?" Sicape replied, still simmering with lingering anger, "How do you think we found you?"

"No, wasn't it because of the post I made?"

"There was that factor, too," she admitted.

Kroid interrupted their conversation, "What I mean is, you can continue to participate in the Continental League. I've heard that because of your incident, the Elpaxin Artisan Association has been at loggerheads with the knights of the Ancient Tower. This is a perfect opportunity."

Fang Hong fell silent for a moment. "But wouldn't that expose my identity?"

"The official matches of the Continental League are still more than half a year away, you little dummy," Sicape interjected, "What you need to do now is to seize the time to enhance yourself. As an Alchemist, it's best to seek refuge in a Grand Guild."

"That's right," she suddenly remembered something, "What are you doing on Fenris Isle? I recall it's a godforsaken place."

"I was just passing through here, Miss Sicape," Fang Hong replied honestly, "I plan to go to Golande. Morning Dawn Star is still unclaimed, and I intend to inherit that name."

After he finished speaking, suddenly the kitchen fell quiet—Sicape and Kroid looked at each other.

Everyone's eyes sparkled a bit.

"Good lad," Kroid's face showed a relieved smile, "You've done well, Ade."

Sicape also snorted softly, "You've passed the test, you little brat. Our Adventure Group still has some assets in the safe on Golande, take those as well."

After a moment of thought, she still felt uneasy, "Additionally, it's good to visit Golande anyway; it's the capital of Colin-Ishurian. There are many Grand Guild offices there, you can pick one that suits you—"

But Fang Hong shook his head, "I don't want to join a Grand Guild, Miss Sicape. They are all of the same ilk. I will never forget what happened with Morning Dawn Star. I want to be a lone wolf."

"Have you lost your mind?" Sicape was moved and angry at the same time, "Listen to me, you little brat, this is not the time to act on a whim. I've never heard of a Life Profession Practitioner going off to become a lone wolf!"

"But—"

"No buts!"

"But I'm not a Life Profession Practitioner," Fang Hong replied with a hint of grievance, "Miss Sicape, I'm a Combat Artisan."

Sicape almost fainted from irritation at the lad, snapping, "Do you really think I can't deal with you now, you little punk! A Non-Magic Power Adapter being a Combat Artisan; by that logic, shouldn't I be the President of America!"

Fang Hong gave her a strange look.

He answered cautiously, "Then, Miss Sicape, you might start considering running for election now."

Then, a Walker III model emerged from the darkness and came to a stop in front of everyone.

Everyone turned their heads in unison to look at Sicape, who stood there gobsmacked.

Kroid said with a mix of surprise and amusement, "… I never thought that I would end up marrying a future President of the Federation."

But before he could finish, he was kicked in the groin by the Lady Elf, groaning in pain and doubling over, which made Fang Hong shiver behind the screen.

Miss Sicape, still that same Miss Sicape.

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