Corpse Recovery Diver
Chapter 413 - 74 (End of this Volume)_6

Chapter 413: Chapter 74 (End of this Volume)_6

Actually, the dam was more spacious, but Grandma Liu was there sipping tea, and Li Zhiyuan did not want to reveal any of the Qin Liu Family’s Cultivation Techniques inside.

That would be too embarrassing.

But what Li Zhiyuan didn’t expect was that he found an even more embarrassing one.

"Qi Family’s Comprehensive Overview."

After flipping through a few pages, the boy held the book and stood in place for a long time.

He had tirelessly spent time and effort to decrypt that set of books, only to find out that the key was in the basement at home?

Fortunately, Li Zhiyuan did not find the text version of "Qi’s Spring and Autumn" in those books underground, otherwise, he might truly have broken down.

For now, he could only console himself that going through the process of forced decryption was also a learning experience, allowing him to deepen his understanding and grasp the Qi family’s mechanical spatial magic more swiftly.

Worldview, ethics, health cultivation, gathering yin and nourishing yang, drawing yang to nourish yin...

These categories make up the majority, and they are actually quite important, even describable as "precious," but for a young man, they can all be set aside for now.

Li Zhiyuan mainly wanted reference books, and eventually, he chose three sets: "Miasma Technique Classics", "Qi Form Overview", "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Sutra".

Although Wei Zhengdao’s book talks about the method to dispel miasma, and both Qin and Liu families discuss Qi Observation, these are somewhat equivalent to formulas, not very down-to-earth. These first two books are like specific examples under those formulas, which can help him solidify his foundation.

"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Sutra" discusses traversing the underworld. The Yin Family’s Twelve Skills he learned are basic techniques for the underworld traversal, and this book is more advanced, saying on the cover:

Those who master this technique can traverse the netherworld and stand beneath the Bodhisattva to listen to the Buddha’s teachings.

Of course, that’s an exaggeration, but it also illustrates the wonderful uses of the book. After all, the books in Grandmaster’s basement have not been nonsensical.

Li Zhiyuan felt somewhat disappointed that he didn’t find more books by Wei Zhengdao or from the Qin and Liu families.

And Li Zhiyuan also vaguely realized that the method of enhancement through simply "reading books" he used in the past had reached a certain critical point.

Because the transmission of knowledge ultimately relies on "people", even in today’s industrial age, there can be a phenomenon of technological "loss" due to breaks in generations of industrial skilled workers.

Just like the items Mr. Luo is now "mailing" to him, which have long transcended the scope of books, and behind each piece of data and design material, lies the painstaking effort of countless contemporary individuals.

Afterward, Run Sheng and the others reorganized the sorted books into boxes and moved them back to the basement.

These books, they are treasures, already worth a lot now, and their price will only increase when the antique craze comes, especially since Wei Zhengdao liked to use Buddha Skin Paper for writing, which is even more precious.

It can be said that Grandmaster has always been living on a pile of gold.

But... Grandmaster doesn’t seem to be short of money.

Even if Grandmaster’s wealth were to increase tenfold in an instant, his lifestyle would remain the same.

When Li Zhiyuan returned from washing his hands at the well, he saw Li Sanjiang sitting in a corner of the dam on a chair, holding a pen, appearing to be handling accounts.

"Grandmaster, what are you calculating?"

"Grandmaster is preparing your tuition money."

"Grandmaster, my tuition is waived."

"What about room and board and book fees?"

"Those are waived too."

"Living expenses..."

"I have a scholarship."

"So Little Yuanhou, you’re saying your university education won’t cost the family a single cent?"

"I should even make some money."

"Hmph!"

Li Sanjiang tossed the pen aside, folding his arms.

Supporting a great-grandson’s university education is a burden but also a joy; now his joy was taken away.

He had fantasized before about having a fixed day each month to go to the post office to wire money to his great-grandson, proudly holding the remittance slip when asked by people what he was doing: "Ah, isn’t this wiring money to our Little Yuanhou!"

If the child were short of money, calling urgently to Aunt Zhang’s shop, he would also happily scrape together some money to send right away.

Now, that dream was shattered.

Li Zhiyuan had no choice but to step forward, wrapping his arms around Grandmaster’s neck: "Grandmaster, money is not enough, I need to buy books, I need to buy materials, I need new shoes, new clothes, I also need to keep up with other classmates."

Li Sanjiang began to smile at the corners of his mouth.

"I can’t be poorer than the city students, can’t let them laugh at me for being from the countryside, so, Grandmaster, you still need to wire me money every month."

Li Sanjiang nodded vigorously, agreeing: "Right, that’s the spirit!"

In the distance, Yu Mei, who was drinking tea, almost spit out the tea she just sipped.

Grandma Liu dabbed at the corner of her mouth with a handkerchief, speaking to Aunt Liu standing beside her: "This crafty kid, he has mastered the art of coaxing his Grandmaster to perfection."

Aunt Liu whispered a reminder: "The crafty kid is coming."

Li Zhiyuan walked over and seeing the tea had cooled a bit, first helped to brew a fresh pot.

"Grandma Liu, will you continue to live here after I go to university?"

"You go to your university, what does it have to do with me."

"But..."

"But what, really think you’re some great figure, huh."

"Yes, yes, you’re right."

"People, sometimes must not think too highly of themselves, it’s easy to fall flat on your face."

"You’re right in your teachings, I’ll remember."

"Go on, stop bothering me."

"Alright, going."

Li Zhiyuan dashed off.

Yu Mei gently sliced the tea cover, whispering to Aunt Liu: "Ah Ting, we have a house in Jinling, right?"

"Yes, but it’s a bit far from Haihe University."

"Then we’ll buy one nearby."

"Understood."