Transmigrated into a Grandpa, Embracing the Laid-Back Life

Chapter 242: Water Overflows When It's Full

In the afternoon, in the backyard of the Repair Hall.

The sunlight was just right, and a few sparrows were chirping noisily on the old locust tree in the courtyard.

Su Ming did not hold a general assembly as usual. Instead, he, Wang Defa, and Old Li gathered around a stone slab that had been wiped clean. There were no complex runes on the slab, only a few crudely drawn squares and arrows sketched with charcoal.

It was a simple diagram of contribution point flow.

"This is our Repair Hall's accounts from last month," Su Ming said, pointing at the diagram. "Income is stable, even showing slight growth. But look at the expenditures. Besides the regular material purchases, the largest portion is actually the training losses for new apprentices."

On the diagram, an arrow pointed from the "Material Storage" to a square marked with an 'X'. Below the square was the label "Newcomer Losses," and next to it was a particularly eye-catching funnel-shaped graphic.

Wang Defa leaned in for a look and clicked his tongue. "Hall Master, there's no helping it. When newcomers are learning the ropes, who doesn't break a few things? Back when I was learning accounting, I even miscalculated several large transactions myself."

Su Ming shook his head and pointed at the funnel. "Our current method is master teaching apprentice, passing knowledge orally and by example. The efficiency is far too low. Out of ten new menial disciples, after three months of training, less than three can independently handle faults in a low-grade Yellow-tier formation plate. This isn't because they aren't trying hard. It's because our knowledge transfer is too slow, too disorganized."

Old Li, squatting to the side smoking his pipe tobacco, nodded upon hearing this and blew out a smoke ring. "That's the truth of it. A craft like this relies entirely on innate understanding. Some people grasp it with just a hint, while others, even if you break it down step by step for them, just can't learn."

"So, we need to change our method."Su Ming picked up the charcoal pencil and drew a few small squares next to the diagram. "We'll take the twenty most common faults, like 'spiritual energy conduction blockage,' 'loose rune node connections,' 'energy core overheating,' and create 'standard damaged components.'"

"Standard damaged components?" Wang Defa and Old Li asked in unison, their faces full of confusion.

"Exactly," Su Ming explained. "We intentionally damage good formation plates, precisely creating those twenty most common fault conditions. Then, the new apprentices won't do anything else. They'll just repeatedly disassemble, diagnose, and reassemble these twenty standard components. They'll develop muscle memory and conditioned reflexes. When they see a certain symptom, their minds won't need to think; their hands will automatically know which component to check."

Upon hearing this, the fat on Wang Defa's face trembled, and his voice changed pitch. "Hall Master! This... this would waste so many good items! A single formation plate costs dozens of contribution points at the very least!"

"Sharpening the axe doesn't delay the chopping."

Old Li, who had been silent, suddenly spoke up, knocking his pipe against the sole of his shoe. "It's a clumsy method, but it might be the fastest proper path. Rather than having them ruin even more valuable formation plates on actual commissions, it's better to pay the tuition fees upfront on these 'standard components.'"

his carving knife and ran

just want to cause destruction!" Wang Defa glared

a concept powerful enough to change the future of the Repair

......

autumn rain before winter arrived in the Cloud Mist

heavy it felt like you could wring water from the

dwelling operated with even more vigor within the curtain of rain. The originally invisible barrier now faintly glowed with an extremely pale, dark blue halo, silently devouring and transforming the endless rain, converting it into pure water spiritual energy that nourished

cave dwelling,

sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion, his eyes slightly closed, his breathing long

the day

apprentices as they disassembled formation plates, and his nights back in the valley diligently cultivating the "Like Water

deliberately tried to break through bottlenecks. He was simply like a patient old farmer, day after day, drawing in energy, circulating it, and

Dantian and Qihai within his body were now on the

meridians and Dantian walls with each cycle of the

the Qihai, that tender green seedling

Its two stretched-out leaves gently swayed. At the base of the petiole, the phantom of a

"Full."

passed through Su Ming's

swelling of being overstuffed, but a sense of

a large vat filled with water, the water surface bulged slightly, rising above the rim, yet held back from spilling by surface tension, maintaining

The opportunity had arrived.

felt not a trace of panic, nor did his heartbeat rate change

in passionate adventure tales, grit his

of "overflowing" and gave a slight nudge

"Flow."

recited the

had been flowing gently through

violent surge, but more like a mountain stream merging into a great

the "Like Water Art," washed over several minor meridians that had originally felt