Made by God Chapter 15:

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Finding a way to make money, Qi Ze didn't listen at all in the next few classes. He finally managed to get through school and immediately ran back to the dormitory. Pushing the door open, his hurried expression was slightly stagnant, and he asked in a deep voice, "Have you brought outsiders back today?"

Ouyang Ye, who was playing games on the sofa, immediately shook his head, "Without your permission, how dare I bring outsiders back."

Qi Ze nodded, and went back to the bedroom without saying a word. Yan Junyu, who followed him, walked around the living room twice and found no abnormalities. He was a little nervous as a teenager. The IQ level of a special person is much higher than that of an ordinary person, and his memory is also very strong. If an outsider has been there, he will never miss any abnormalities.

But soon, his superiority and self-confidence received a heavy blow, and Qi Ze took out the mysterious small mirror with monitoring function and took a picture of him. Blurred images of people appeared like fog, and quickly became clear again. Two men in school uniforms appeared on the mirror, each holding a scanner in each hand, carefully searching in the room, and then moving the objects in the same way. Place the ground back in place.

Skilled and well-trained are the qualities that a scout should possess. Obviously, they were not students of the Neptune Star Military Academy, but agents sent by the military. When the students were scanned, they conducted a secret search of the entire building.

Unfortunately, no clue was found.

The corners of Qi Ze's mouth curled up slightly, seeming to be a little sarcasm, but also seemingly inattentive. When he wiped his palm on the mirror surface, all the images disappeared.

Yan Junyu covered his face and sighed: This is the third time. Xu Qi has passed by the suspect three times in a row. I really want to see what expression he will show when he learns the truth.

Qi Ze obviously didn't pay attention to the military's intensive actions, put away the mirror, opened the door, and asked Ouyang Ye, "Are you ready?"

"There are still two pieces of thunderstorm crystals, and they can be delivered tomorrow. The basement has also been remodeled. I reset the permissions. Only you can use it for the next month." Ouyang Ye immediately put down the gamepad and watched nervously. As a teenager, he looked like he was facing the dean.

Qi Ze nodded, was about to close the door and suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Your uncle runs the black market, can you accept antiques?"

"Come, as much as you have." Ouyang Ye's eyes brightened.

"Well, I'll show you something later, and you can estimate the price for me." Qi Ze slammed the door shut, blocking Ouyang Ye's questioning.

"Selling antiques? Is it a property left to you by your elders? If you can, I suggest you not sell them and keep them as a souvenir. Money can be earned slowly, so why throw away the inheritance of the family? Here, ancestors The things handed down are priceless treasures, should they be more precious to you?" Yan Junyu bitterly discouraged, but the boy's next move told him-he guessed wrong.

Qi Ze muttered to himself as he searched for available materials in Qiankun's bag, "Just pick up a guqin with Tongdi Zizi. This is the most common one, and it shouldn't be suspicious." There are two more logs for no reason.

Yan Junyu did not know these two kinds of wood, but immediately realized that the boy seemed to want to build a guqin on the spot, and then sell it as an antique. He was speechless for a moment, and finally seriously warned, "The amount of fraud involved in the crime of more than 100 million will face fixed-term imprisonment ranging from as little as 50 years to as much as hundreds of years. Qi Ze, I will help you do the calculations. If you are caught now , Under the combined punishment of multiple crimes, it is very likely that you will be put through the prison. You are the person I have seen, and the person who does not take the law seriously."

At the end of the word, he shook his head and laughed, helplessly, "However, I know you better now. You spend a lot of money, and you never look at prices when you buy things. The family should be very rich. You are so indifferent to the law. There should be a high-ranking person in your family to rely on. You have wealth, power, and status, but you are partial and stubborn, and you will be rewarded. It shows that you have been spoiled and raised since childhood."

It is said that Qi Ze is a spoiled child, but he is very tolerant; it is said that he is mature and sophisticated, and occasionally shows a childish side. Yan Junyu sat next to him, watching his every move with interest, but didn't realize that his whole mind was tied to the other person.

He is holding a very sharp file at the moment, and slowly pruning one of the logs into a flat elongated body with a curvature, and then smoothing it little by little to make a pattern. He is very proficient in his movements, and because the tools are very handy, it can be said that he can cut iron like mud, but he has made a prototype in just half an hour, and he only needs to set the strings and you are done.

The flying wood chips are scattered everywhere, bringing out strands of plant-specific fragrance. Yan Junyu was fascinated by the concentration of the teenager, the skillful and rhythmic movements, and the gradually taking shape of the guqin.

It wasn't until then that he was shocked to discover that what the young man had built was not an ordinary guqin, but an existence equivalent to an attribute weapon. It can absorb the elemental particles in the air on its own. If it wants to play it, it is impossible without a certain level of cultivation. When it finally came out, many milky white light spots slowly merged into the strings, and then they all converged.

Such a spectacle only happened in an instant. When Yan Junyu looked at it again, the violin was still the same. There was nothing unusual except for the relatively new materials. He wanted to open his mouth to ask, but he didn't know where to ask. The secrets hidden in Qi Ze were obviously much more than he expected.

"Even if this violin is not an antique, it should be able to sell for sky-high prices." He said firmly.

Qi Ze placed the piano on his lap, as if planning to try the sound.

"The strings are full of elemental energy, and only those with mental powers or superpowers can play it?" Yan Junyu speculated not with certainty, but soon something even more surprising happened to him. Ze's slender fingertips slowly poured out many light spots, and they had a slight resonance before plucking the strings.

Until this time, Yan Junyu sighed suddenly, "I have been guessing where the elemental energy that you inhale into your body every day is gone. You don't have the light that is unique to supernatural beings, even your eyes. It’s pitch black, it looks like an ordinary carbon-based person. But now I understand that the elemental energy is not disappeared, but stored in your body. They will not escape uncontrollably, only when you want to It will only be mobilized when it is used."

Only those with supernatural powers can realize the terrible meaning hidden in this sentence. This means that Qi Ze can use the energy in his body 100%, without a trace of unnecessary loss, nor a trace of excess waste. And no matter how hard other people with supernatural powers practice, the energy in the body will always slowly diminish along with the movement of the muscles. So they have to eat desperately or often meditate to ensure that their strength is always at their peak.

Further association: Qi Ze's body is like a sealed container, which can be fully loaded with the power of the elements, so when the number reaches the limit, what will happen? Is it the breakdown of the body or the qualitative change of power?

This question is like a fire, burning Yan Junyu's heart. He had a vague feeling-he seemed to have touched a brand new power system that broke through the existing cognition. If Qi Ze keeps doing this, where will he climb? C, B, A, S, SS, even SSS... Is this a whimsical or a future that is about to be realized?

Yan Junyu's thoughts were tumbling, and it was a long time to calm down, and finally he could only watch the young man smile. He always thought he knew enough, but was horrified by him the next second.

The ignorant Qi Ze is slowly strumming the strings, holding, banging, wiping, picking, hooking with his right hand... the left hand chanting, yin, cheating, betting, bumping... all kinds of techniques are demonstrated one by one.

The crazy Yan Junyu was attracted by the high and low, the fast and the slow, and the vigorous and tactful sound of the piano. Qi Ze's performance can't talk about the melody at all. He seems to think about where to play, his eyes are half-squinted, and his movements are extremely lazy, but it is this kind of undisciplined attitude that is more suitable for the lofty and melodious piano sound.

Yan Junyu calmed down unconsciously. When the audition was over, he sighed inwardly: "There is a saying in ancient books-art purifies the soul and music cultivates sentiment. This is the feeling. You can make a piano and know how to do it. Playing the piano, is it from a musical family?"

Qi Ze did not respond as usual, picked up the piano and walked out of the room.

Yan Junyu followed him to discourage, "This piano is top-notch in terms of workmanship, tone, and properties, but if you want to sell it as an antique, I'm afraid it won't work. It looks too new." For a moment, he closed his mouth wittily, and saw Qi Ze walk and use his palm to quickly absorb the energy elements that had just been injected into the strings. When he walked to the living room, only a thin layer of white light was left to cover it. The original brand-new piano has become unpretentious and full of ancient meaning, as if it has been eroded by thousands of years.

"Help me see how much it is worth." He put the piano on the coffee table.

"I don't know, I have to use a special instrument to test. You wait, I'll get it." Ouyang Ye has good eyesight, and soon realized that big business is coming, so he quickly threw away the gamepad and ran back to the bedroom to get the tools .

Yan Junyu rubbed his face stiff because of his surprise, and sighed, "Is that time magic just now? Qi Ze, how many tactics did you still use? But I have to remind you that the imperial scientists specially invented it. An instrument for detecting antiques, as long as you put the guqin in, you can immediately measure the material, year, region, etc. It is easy to fool the human eye, but it is very difficult to fool the machine..."

Speaking of this, he suddenly remembered the space detector that the teenager had deceived three times in a row, and he could only wave his hand with a wry smile, "Well, let me say it for nothing. What others can't do, doesn't mean you can't."

He didn't realize that he had become more and more interested and more and more looking forward to the youth.