Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Chapter 1699: Patent Application, the Eye of Micro-Exploration (2)

Chapter 1699 - 1699: Patent Application, the Eye of Micro-Exploration (2)

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This made everyone extremely happy.

They had come to the workshop, working tirelessly day after day, just for the chance to witness Chief Han’s craftsmanship firsthand.

Moreover, since Chief Han had spoken, the methods he used for crafting must be something they could learn, not those overly profound techniques they couldn’t grasp.

Upon arriving, they realized that this refining session was actually related to patent certification trials. Patents.

They were naturally aware.

But they had only heard of them, never seen them.

This was because the refining techniques pa.s.sed down in PaG.o.da City were relatively outdated. They were all ancient methods.

The truly popular techniques were all in various large cities.

They had no idea how to certify patents.

Not just them, even the three t.i.tans and the two from Maple Forest City had no clue.

It was said that only when reaching the ninth level and the crafting skills began to continuously ascend could there be innovation and the possibility to apply for patents.

Those who could apply for patents were not far from the sage-level.

“PaG.o.da City’s chief refiner, Han Muye, requests for a patent trial test,” Han Muye said as he looked at the incarnation of the sage-level refining master.

PaG.o.da City…” The Sage-level individual seemed to have heard of such a city every day. A hint of confusion flickered in his eyes, then his gaze fell on Han Muye’s chest.

“A level seven refining master can become a Chief?”

A hint of amus.e.m.e.nt appeared on his face as he lightly chuckled. “A level seven refiner wants to apply for a patent? Are you crazy about money?”

Turning his head to look around, his gaze swept over the three t.i.tans and the surrounding refiners.

Chen Mao lowered his head quietly.

“Tsk tsk, with such a city, with so few fifth and sixth-level refiners, you still want to apply for a patent?”

The Saint-level refiner’s expression darkened as he looked at Han Muye. “Is this how you trample on the resources of the refiner alliance?”

“Can you afford to waste my time?”

In the workshop, the refiners all had complicated expressions on their faces and did not dare to look up.

It was normal for a sage-level refining master to look down on them. After all, this was PaG.o.da City. The strongest refiner here was only at level seven…

Han Muye’s expression remained unchanged as he looked at the sage-level refining master in front of him and said loudly, “Applying for patent testing is the right of every city alliance.

“Three chances every year. If you fail the test, you waste one chance; if you pa.s.s, you gain two more application opportunities.

“Esteemed master, PaG.o.da City is qualified to apply for patent testing, right?”

The Alliance of Refining Masters had rules.

This was a privilege that belonged to every city.

It was also to encourage all cities to innovate in refining techniques.

Han Muye’ s words elicited a cold snort from the sage-level refining master.

But indeed, these were the rules of the Alliance.

He raised his hand and waved. Four more streams of light flashed.

The four level nine refining masters looked at each other and bowed to the sage-level refining master.

Then, golden streams of light enveloped the surrounding 100 feet.

“I have initiated the comparison for patent testing. If your patent has too many similarities or overlaps with the known refining methods, this test will be deemed a failure.

The sage-level refining master’s expression was cold as he said in a deep voice, “Let’s begin.”

With the surrounding spiritual light shining, the entire s.p.a.ce was locked down. Such a scene made the surrounding refiners feel numb.

They had never seen such a solemn scene in their lives.

And with sage-level and ninth-level refining masters present, presiding over it.

Everyone looked at Han Muye.

This was the shining moment of PaG.o.da City’s Alliance of Refining Masters.

If this patent trial could really be successful, it would be the most memorable moment since the establishment of PaG.o.da City’s Alliance.

The PaG.o.da City Alliance had been established for hundreds of thousands of years, and it had never conducted such a patent trial.

It was not that they were unaware of such benefits, but no one had ever mastered patent techniques.

And there was no one who could set up such a patent testing array.

“Start?”

Han Muye shook his head and said calmly, “I give up this test.”

Give up?

Everyone was stunned.

The sage-level refiner frowned and was about to speak when Han Muye waved his hand, and the power of the array dissipated.

In the workshop, all the streams of light disappeared, the shadows vanished, and the restraining power of the array dissipated.

Everyone looked at Han Muye. Some heaved a sigh of relief while others shook their heads regretfully.

How could he waste such a rare opportunity to apply for a patent?

The cost of activating such an array was enormous.

Moreover, if he gave up just like that, it would surely displease the sage-level craftsman!

“So what if he’s a sage-level refiner?” Han Muye’s voice sounded as he looked at everyone.

“He shouldn’t have disrespected all the refiners in our PaG.o.da City’s Alliance.”

There was dignity in Han Muye’s eyes.

This dignified aura made people unable to look directly at him.

“Even if he’s sage-level, he should be equal to us.

“He’s just walked a bit further than us on the path of crafting, that’s all.”

Han Muye’s voice echoed in the workshop.

There was silence in the workshop.

No one spoke.

They knew that Han Muye was right.

But faced with a sage-level individual, they couldn’t help but become humble.

Let alone a sage-level, even a level eight or nine was someone PaG.o.da City looked up to.

“Oh, this isn’t reverence for the Sage. It’s respect for the heritage of crafting and casting techniques.” Chen Mao looked up, glanced at Han Muye, and sighed lightly. “It’s just that over time, this kind of respect turns sour.” Everyone knew that the sage-level refiner looked down on PaG.o.da City’s

Alliance of Refining and Forging Masters.

But so what?