Mr. Cui naturally didn't expect that someone would deliberately suppress his soul limit and not increase it. Under such a tense situation, slow progress not only means that resources are allocated less, but may also be dangerous.

Just like Zhuo Chuan has not made any progress in three years, many of the superior citizens' evaluations of him have dropped a lot, but the talent he had shown before was too shocking and it was impossible for people to give up, so they could only continue to invest resources in him. If it were another new citizen, he would have been thrown into the corner and fend for himself.

But even so, Mr. Cui knew in his heart that as long as he submitted this report to the previous one, this young man would probably not have a comfortable life in the future.

Thinking of this, he looked at Zhuo Chuan and sighed regretfully, "How did you spend every day in the past three years? Tell me in full, don't think about lying and cheating me, that will be of no benefit to you."

Zhuo Chuan could hear from Mr. Cui that the other party wanted to help him find out the "bottleneck". But he could not express his idea of ​​forging a perfect soul, because he had long known from Dahei that a god-level soul is only meaningful to individuals, but for the human race, it has far more disadvantages than benefits. It is not that there are other harms, but that the soul crystal resources consumed by forging a god-level soul are enough to cultivate a large number of superior citizens. The cost-effectiveness is really too low. No one has the qualification to require the entire human being to pay for him, and of course Zhuo Chuan himself cannot do it.

If Zhuo Chuan expressed his ambitions, he would definitely not be supported. On the contrary, many people would order him to dispel such unrealistic ideas, quickly improve his strength, and contribute to the human race.

Fortunately, Zhuochuan has an attached space and has a place where he can accumulate soul crystals on his own. In the future, it is possible to accumulate enough soul crystals to be enough for him to forge a god-level soul. Otherwise, he could only step up his soul limit, quickly restore to the strength of a superior citizen, and finally exhaust his potential, at most, at a level A citizen, there is no possibility of making any progress.

Therefore, Mr. Cui clearly asked him to explain honestly, but Zhuo Chuan could only think of other ways.

Zhuo Chuan explained the daily method of normal citizens to train their souls, saying that he did this in those three years, increasing personal experience, practicing soul skills, etc.

After hearing this, Mr. Cui was even more puzzled. "If you say this, you should make rapid progress. A 24-level citizen. Now you should at least be promoted from a z-level citizen to a g-level citizen, which is more in line with your background and qualifications."

Zhuo Chuan was very embarrassed. He remembered something and might get over the problem in front of him. He said:

"I have been practicing the "Aotian Divine Art" for the past three years. Now I have just practiced it to perfection. I wonder if it is related to this?"

The "Aotian Divine Art" handed over by Zhuo Chuan only has five levels, but in the eyes of others, it is already perfect and inexhaustible. Zhuo Chuan and the people in the Three Hundred Fairyland also thought so at that time. After pushing to the fifth level, they have not been able to calculate. Zhuo Chuan believes that those superior citizens cannot see through the omissions behind them.

After hearing this, Mr. Cui immediately remembered the information he saw at the Citizens Conference. He looked at Zhuo Chuan, was a little disappointed, and shook his head, "The cultivation of some soul skills will indeed affect the progress of the soul. But I have read the book you handed over from scratch, but it is not what you said. If you practice it, it will not only not delay the increase of your soul limit, but will also greatly speed up. It is an excellent skill that takes into account multiple aspects of improvement."

Zhuo Chuan was a little embarrassed. He was worthy of being an old fox who had lived for seven hundred years and could not deceive the other party at all. That's right, when practicing "Aotian Divine Art", he could indeed quickly increase the soul limit, but Zhuo Chuan was afraid that his soul would be unstable, so he suppressed it by himself.

After Zhuo Chuan finished speaking of this reason, Mr. Cui's attitude changed a little. He felt that like many people, Zhuo Chuan could grit his teeth and work hard in difficulties. He enjoyed comfortably in good times, thinking that with talent, he could stop working hard.

He speculated in this way that he naturally had rich experience, and there were countless examples, both in history and now. Among the ancients, there were very few who could continue to work hard after they achieved success and fame.

Thinking of this, he still gave Zhuo Chuan some face and said warmly, "Born in distress, die in peace. The words of the ancients still make sense. When you were a reserve citizen, you were forced to understand the soul skills left by your ex in advance and kill your median citizen. Now that you have become a citizen, no one will force you with your life, and you have been unearthed strategic soul talents, but don't think that with this talent, the union will tilt resources endlessly on you. If you are content with enjoyment, due to your soul talents, you may have unexpected disasters."

Zhuo Chuan was shocked and he hurriedly asked, "What will happen if there is any accident? Please teach me Mr. Cui."

Mr. Cui shook his head, "I can't say this, you can do it yourself."

After saying that, Mr. Cui asked him to leave.

Seeing this, Zhuo Chuan could not do anything, so he had to turn around and leave.

Mr. Cui looked at Zhuo Chuan's back as he left, showing a look of regret.

Shortly after Zhuochuan left, another young man came in, but he was a median citizen.

"Grandpa Cui, I have been training hard recently, but I can't improve it. Has my soul potential been exhausted?" the man asked, his tone of extremely anxious.

"Xiao Yao, don't be nervous. The soul potential is not so easy to exhaust. I'll check it out for you first, let's enter the soul network together."

"Okay, Grandpa Cui" the young man surnamed Yao nodded.

Not long after, the two came out again. Mr. Cui shook his head, "It's a pity that you really have difficulty making progress. No matter how hard you try, you can only maintain the status quo."

Speaking of this, Mr. Cui looked at the disappointed face of the young man and sighed, "Fate is awesome, it has been like this since ancient times. Some people have outstanding talents, but they are idle in vain, and some people work hard but are stuck by their own talents."

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After Zhuo Chuan left the "Three Soul Elements Identification Room", the white robot who had just guided him was still waiting at the door.

This is the benefit of the robot. Zhuo Chuan stayed in it for several hours before, and the other party would not be impatient.

The white robot saw Zhuo Chuan come out and greeted him, "Please go to the next place with me."

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Chapter completed!