The Zhuge Repeating Crossbow Nobody Wanted for a Ton of Rare Metals-What a Steal!
"Xiang Bei, here's the old mechanical conduction Soul Tool you wanted, the Zhuge Repeating Crossbow. I just dug it out of the junk heap at Mingde Hall. Supposedly, it was seized from the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect a long time ago."
Xuan Ziwen handed over the timeworn Soul Tool and asked curiously,
"When did you become interested in these antiques?"
Xiang Bei smiled. "I've run into a few bottlenecks in Soul Tool research lately, so I thought I'd see if I could find a breakthrough in the technology of the past."
Realization dawned on Xuan Ziwen, and he felt greatly reassured.
Xiang Bei was a genius the likes of which Mingde Hall saw only once in ten thousand years. He was exceptionally gifted at developing Soul Tools—it could even be said that he had ushered in a new era in their development!
The Soul Tool World Theory he had proposed had even shaken Director Jing Hongchen.
Back in his room, Xiang Bei closed the door, took out the conduction Soul Tool, and silently said to himself,
Enter.
In an instant, the scene before Xiang Bei changed, and he found himself in a strange space.
He had stumbled upon this space after transmigrating a month ago and could enter it whenever he wished. After studying it, he had discovered that he could also communicate with other people through it.
So far,
He had obtained theories and information related to technologies such as Soul Tool Production Lines, Soul Tool Computers, and standard-issue Soul Tool engraving knives.
Meanwhile,
On the Douluo Continent.
Boom—!!
A golden sky screen split open in the sky, and the scene displayed on it was none other than Xiang Bei.
At the Worship Hall.
As a Limit Douluo, Qian Daoliu was the first to notice the sky screen. He murmured,
"What is that thing, hanging so high in the sky? Could it be another god's inheritance?"
As he thought this, illusory angel wings appeared behind him, and he beat them to fly high into the sky. But the instant his fingers touched the surface of the screen,
A powerful counterforce sent him straight back to the ground.
"Divine power! It's definitely divine power!"
Qian Daoliu drew a sharp breath. Anything that could leave a Limit Douluo helpless had to be the work of a god.
"But why... would a god suddenly send down a miracle?"
At Shrek Academy.
On the dilapidated training ground.
Tang San looked up at the scene in the sky, his heart trembling. The sky screen gave him an unparalleled sense of pressure.
"Who is that in the image? And what is that thing he has? That mechanical structure has some of the same ingenious principles as Tang Sect Hidden Weapons."
"Could it be..."
Yu Xiaogang stood at Tang San's side and spoke with an air of mystery.
"Little San, based on my research into Soul Power, that seems to be something capable of conducting Soul Power. As for this sky screen, there's a strong chance it's a spatial Soul Skill. It should be at the divine level!"
Not far away,
Oscar, Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing, Xiao Wu, and the others stood together, resting. They had just finished their training for the day and were leaning on their knees, catching their breath.
"Xiao Wu, Zhuqing, this is a new Soul Skill I just developed: original-flavor Big Sausage. Want a taste?"
Oscar's gaze lingered on Zhu Zhuqing for a few seconds as he waved the sausage in his hand.
Smack!
Dai Mubai slapped Oscar on the back of the head.
"Keep your eyes to yourself."
Oscar clutched his head and protested, "Boss Dai, everyone loves beauty. I can't go against my nature!"
At those words, Dai Mubai's gaze grew much sharper.
Across the entire Douluo Continent,
Everyone looked up at the scene in the golden rift in the sky.
"Where is that?"
While everyone was wondering, the image in the rift quietly changed. It showed an aerial view of the entire Sun Moon Empire before finally settling on Mingde Hall.
The machinery and Soul Power conduction structures of every kind dazzled and amazed everyone.
At the same time, a notification appeared in everyone's mind.
[This is the Douluo Continent ten thousand years in the future. The location is Mingde Hall of the Sun Moon Empire! Xiang Bei is a genius Soul Engineer the likes of whom Mingde Hall sees only once in ten thousand years.]
Yu Xiaogang frowned. "Soul Engineer? I've never even heard of one. It must be something utterly second-rate. Little San, remember this: a Soul Master should focus on the abilities of their own Martial Soul!"
In the Pope's Hall.
Bibi Dong wore magnificent robes and held a scepter, her attention entirely drawn to the scene in the sky.
She spoke dismissively.
"Soul Engineer? Hahaha! What a joke."
"My Spirit Hall has more Soul Masters than anywhere else on the continent. Soul Masters should stand above all else!"
The scene continued.
Xiang Bei pushed open the door.
A brilliant starry sky appeared before him, and he stared at it, transfixed.
Suddenly,
A brilliant star flew toward him, and Xiang Bei immediately gathered his thoughts.
The face of a familiar middle-aged man appeared. "Did you bring what I asked for?"
Xiang Bei took out the conduction Soul Tool.
The man's eyes lit up, and he murmured, "A mechanical Soul Tool of the most traditional kind, using a mechanical trigger mechanism. Judging by the marks of age, it's definitely an antique tens of thousands of years old."
"Well done. I hope we can trade again next time."
Xiang Bei smiled faintly. "What about what I asked for?"
The middle-aged man stepped aside and pointed behind him.
Behind him was a small mountain of materials, piled high with all kinds of rare metals.
Xiang Bei's heart beat faster. As a Soul Engineer, he was naturally familiar with rare metals. With these materials, some of the technologies he had traded for in the past could now possibly be realized.
"I need to confirm something. These are the rare metals used to make the core of an intelligent AI system, and the magic arrays have already been engraved on them, right?"
"Right."
The man frowned. "What do you want this junk for? Just mine a planet with an interstellar mining machine, then use a micron-scale lithography machine to engrave them in batches. You can have as many as you want."
"Secret!" Xiang Bei smiled without elaborating.
The man smiled in sudden understanding and said nothing more.
After the exchange was complete, the man looked at Xiang Bei.
"The technology in these Soul Tools is extremely primitive. Do you have any more historical artifacts?"
Xiang Bei thought for a while. He would be going to Shrek Academy as an exchange student in some time. With Shrek's ten thousand years of accumulated resources, it would be good to prepare a little more.
"Do you have any personal protective equipment that can be concealed? Something small with strong defensive capabilities."
"Personal protective equipment?" The man raised an eyebrow. "Judging by your presence, you're too weak. You can only wear the lowest-grade equipment."
Xiang Bei looked himself over. He was a sixteen-year-old, level forty-eight Soul Ancestor, and that was still weak?
Was he joking?
The man took out a small silver box. "This is Level One Battle Armor. After my modifications, you can just barely use it. Once equipped, it can amplify your Soul Skills and increase your strength by roughly twenty levels. I've already removed the spiritual link, so you can bind it whenever you like."
"Also, the method for making Level One Battle Armor is included."
Xiang Bei was skeptical. "How do I bind it?"
"You only need to drip blood on it to establish a spiritual link. After that, you can command it as easily as your own arm."
"All right." Xiang Bei looked at him. "Then... what do you want in exchange?"
The man waved a hand. "If you have more Soul Tools like that one, or any other antiques, we can trade for those."
Xiang Bei thought for a moment and took out a Soul Power detection device.
The two completed their trade.
The man took out a transparent monocle and examined it, then cried out, "Heavens! This is a standard-issue Soul Tool from the Sun Moon Empire twenty thousand years ago. The Sun Moon Empire disappeared long ago, yet you actually managed to find a treasure like this."
Xiang Bei nodded and smiled. "I'm very satisfied with our trade. See you next time."
The scene on the sky screen reached the eyes of everyone on the Douluo Continent with perfect clarity.