Cursed Immortality

Jacob nodded in understanding and said, "So, as long as I have skills and knowledge about the Gunsmith Profession, I can take any level test?"

The clerk nodded. "It's seemed easy, right? But it isn't! Anyhow, do you want to start the course today? Let me give some friendly advice. Come back in the morning. You won't be able to participate in today's classes. They're already booked."

Jacob suddenly asked another question. "Then can I rent a forging room to practice here?"

The clerk seemed to be startled by Jacob's question and answered with disdain. "Are you an idiot? Do you even know the forging room in the guild is the best of the best?

"They won't let a newbie like you anywhere near those rooms, much less rent it. Even I, a Basic Gunsmith Apprentice, can only share rooms with other apprentices, much less a private forging room of my own. Only an Intermediate Gunsmith Apprentice can rent a Private Forging Room." his expression was livid as if someone had just slapped him on his face.

However, Jacob's next words made the clerk startled and nearly cough up blood.

"If there is no limit to the exam level, I want to take the Basic Gunsmith exam. Where should I go?"

Jacob finally understood one thing about this place: there were limited seats and if he wanted the best, then he had to be the best and he needed the facilities here if he wanted to truly make modern weapons.

The only way was to become the Basic Gunsmith, which was the highest rank in this country. Once he got this rank, no one would stop him from using any facilities of this place.

As for drawing attention to himself, Gunsmiths were different from Mercenaries and Apothecaries because their only job was to make the weapons from behind a closed door.

No one would pay much attention to them as long as they didn't invent anything new which can affect the market or nations.

The clerk nearly spat out blood in anger this time as he stood up from his seat and pointed his finger at Jacob and roared, "So, you are causing trouble, huh? Do you think we gunsmiths are easy to bully? Guards, come here and break this bastard's limbs!"

He was completely infuriated by what Jacob just demanded because Basic Gunsmith was the head of this branch and this guy who didn't even know about the ranks of the gunsmith a few moments ago now wanted to take the exam.

In his eyes, Jacob was simply ridiculing the guild and gunsmiths, so he decided to teach him a harsh lesson.

This also draw everyone's attention, and when they heard what that clerk just said, they couldn't help but felt pity for the new guy who seemed to have offended this gunsmith.

"Heh, it seemed he didn't know that every clerk in this building is a gunsmith and he might have said something which offended him. Now he's going to be crippled." Someone sneered, gloatingly, in the queue.

"Look at this tall, burly built. Do you think he's a muscle brain?"

"Sigh… the young ones are truly fearless. But sometimes it's better to know one limit. No one dares to cause trouble in 'Power Square'. Even those knights won't breathe loudly here."

The others whisper to themselves.

The power square was referred to as this square occupied by the four powers, and everyone called it this in every city.

Anyhow, Jacob looked at the Basic Gunsmith Apprentice as if he was looking at an idiot. He just wanted to take a test, and this guy was too narrow-minded to even think that no one can pass the test since he can't.

He sneered as he sensed some guards hurried toward him with cold smiles on their faces.

"I don't want to cause a scene. I just want to take the test. I didn't see it as causing trouble." Jacob didn't act and tried to smooth things out.

"Bastard, still spouting nonsense?! Beat him to death. It seemed we have been too soft lately. If we didn't show our might, the other might think we are easily glib." The Basic Gunsmith Apprentice cursed viciously.

Jacob's eyes turned icy at this moment, which made the Basic Gunsmith Apprentice suddenly shut his mouth as he felt chilled and shrugged.

Those guards who were about to attack Jacob also felt that strange chill and suddenly took steps back with horrifying looks on their faces. They were all fighters, and they weren't like that Basic Gunsmith Apprentice who never fought in his life. They could sense danger.

But this young man was giving them a feeling of death, not just danger, even that Basic Gunsmith Apprentice felt it.

Jacob's eyes were now exempt from emotions and killing intent rage in his eyes and he finally spoke again, "So, shall we continue?" He looked at the Basic Gunsmith Apprentice like he was an ant who he'll squish.

Basic Gunsmith Apprentice suddenly death staring at him right on his face. He never felt so scared in his life, and suddenly his eyes rolled upward and he fell back with foam coming from his mouth.

This was the result of Jacob focusing his entire killing intent on someone with a weak heart and after his water mediation, he could feel his emotions were more in his control and he could focus his negative thoughts on someone. This was a strange sensation that he only found out about after he practiced the Water Mediation for over eight hours.

Everyone suddenly gulped a mouthful of saliva when they saw this strange scene. Even those arrogant guards seemed to scare-witless of this young man.

The floor was now deadly silent.

Suddenly another clerk, who was also smirking just a few moments ago, said with extreme difficulty, "I-If… if Sir wants to take the… test, please register on the second f-floor."

He didn't dare to show any arrogance anymore. The invisible pressure coming from the man with silver hair was just too scary for them.

Although they were arrogant, they were not fools. Jacob seemed to be extremely powerful, but he didn't attack yet and only show his imposing demeanor. Which made it clear he really wanted to take the test, so if they keep pushing it they might really make an enemy which no one can stop until it was too late!

Jacob finally stop his killing intent and that strange chillness in the room suddenly vanished.

He looked at the clerk and said, "Lead the way. I don't want to cause any scene up there."

The clerk quickly stood up like an obedient dog and in everyone's gobsmacked eyes, he led Jacob toward the second floor with slightly trembling legs.

Those guards also felt they were just given a life pardon and quickly left for their own posts. They felt like they just escape death.

As for the Basic Gunsmith Apprentice, who lose conciseness, they thought he deserved it since he dared to offend that scary monster with no good reason and get them nearly killed.

On the second floor, there were already some people who were waiting for the test to start and also preparing as their lives depends on it. Most of them were old.

When they saw this Clerk was leading this young man toward the registration counter with an ashen face, they all become amused and wondered what kind of identity Jacob had to make this clerk this scared.

When the woman on the registration counter saw this clerk leading this man with an ashen face, she was also bewildered.

The clerk quickly said, as if his life was depending on it, "Sister Rena, register this gentleman for the exam of the Basic Gunsmith Apprentice."

Rena was a middle-aged lady, and she was doing this job for almost a decade, but she never saw this man on edge so much.

She could sense something was wrong, but she didn't know what since no one would dare to cause trouble in the Gunsmith Guild and as a Gunsmith herself, she knew no one can force them to do anything.

But today she sensed the fear in this arrogant colleague of hers.

However, before she could inquire, the silver hair man spoke impassively.

"I want to take the Basic Gunsmith exam, not Basic Gunsmith Apprentice!"

The clerk nearly fell when he heard this and finally understood why that guy reacts that way. Jacob's words were simply infuriated.

However, when he imagined that strange coldness released by Jacob, he didn't dare to lash out and blurted, "Since Sir wanted to take the Basic Gunsmith test, quickly inform Guild Leader only he can invigilate the test."

Everyone felt they just heard something absurd because Jacob didn't seem to even be twenty-five, but he wanted to take a Basic Gunsmith test. It was simply absurd!

Rena finally couldn't take it and coldly looked at Jacob, "Sir, are you an Advance Gunsmith Apprentice?"

Jacob said coolly, "No, it's my first time taking this test. But I didn't hear anyone is compliant to take the apprentice test if they had the skills of a higher caliber, right?"

Jacob felt these guys were just too much since they were reacting as if they have never seen a genius!