Transmigrated into a Grandpa, Embracing the Laid-Back Life

Chapter 207: A Silent Victory

"This... what are we supposed to do now?" Old Wang trembled as he picked up the ledger, his lips quivering. "Without the Star Pattern Steel, the core of that batch of 'Golden Light Shields' simply cannot be repaired; without the Flowing Cloud Iron, the formation lines for the 'Wind Flow Boots' would crack even if we managed to draw them on. This is trying to kill us!"

The atmosphere in the courtyard instantly plummeted to freezing point.

The assembly line that had just been running at high speed seemed to have its throat choked, emitting a dry, grating sound. Everyone's gaze converged on Su Ming.

Su Ming stood on the steps, watching the steward's departing back. His face showed none of the anger or panic everyone had anticipated.

He just calmly glanced at the group and said plainly, "Understood."

Then, he turned and walked back into the courtyard, his tone as steady as if commenting on the nice weather. "Old Wang, have everyone stop what they're doing. Since there's no material, we'll rest."

"R... rest?" Old Wang was stunned. "Hall Master, if we delay the schedule, those senior brothers will blame us..."

"If the sky falls, the tall ones will hold it up. It was the Vessel Hall that cut off the materials; they can't blame us."

Su Ming walked into the main hall, sat down, and poured himself a cup of tea. His movements were fluid and effortless, showing not a trace of agitation.

"Old Wang, come inside."Old Wang followed him into the room with trepidation, closing the door behind him.

"Hall Master, do you have some kind of plan?" Looking at Su Ming's composed demeanor, Old Wang felt a glimmer of hope inexplicably kindle in his heart.

Su Ming blew on the tea foam, took a small sip, and then slowly spoke. "Old Wang, do you remember that 'Analysis Report on Quality Issues of Certain Materials from the Vessel Hall' we compiled earlier?"

Old Wang was taken aback for a moment, then nodded. "I remember! That ledger recording the scrap and defective goods they gave us, along with those... those micro-structure diagrams you drew."

"Good."

Su Ming put down his teacup and gently tapped the table with his fingers, producing a rhythmic *tock-tock* sound.

"Go and make two copies of it. Make them exquisite. Use high-quality recording stones to imprint images of that scrap material inside."

flashing in his eyes. "Then, find a few clever brothers to go for

stroll?" Old Wang couldn't quite follow

this report there. Remember, it must be 'accidental,' preferably dropped on the paths that alchemists who are in a bad mood

Repair Hall has no rice to cook. Although we are aware that material defects will cause the failure rate of magical instruments to skyrocket, we

wider, until he finally couldn't help but

Hall Master, you

Peak are the richest and also the most afraid of dying. If they find out furnace explosions are due to problematic materials supplied by the Vessel Hall... tsk tsk tsk, those bastards in the Vessel Hall are in

"Go on, do it

harmless smile, Old Wang felt a chill run down his spine, but the

straightened his back, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "I'll go take care of it right now! I guarantee it will be dropped 'naturally,'

...

Hidden Sect seemed

remained tightly shut, with a sign hanging outside that read, "Material Shortage,

like sparks falling into

Pill Cauldron Peak.

refining third-grade pills and

kicked against an

it up and scanned it with his

Certain Materials from the Vessel Hall'? What

further, the alchemist's expression shifted from confusion to shock, and finally

because this 'Red Essence Copper' is mixed with so many impurities! And these micro-cracks in the 'Star Pattern Steel'...

the Spiritual Plant Garden, in Beast Taming

comparison charts, and that helpless phrase "powerless to change it" instantly ignited the

fixes things; if the materials are bad, there's

came from

off the supply? Do they want us to keep using those shoddy things that could blow up

on

reclaiming the repair rights for low-grade