Women Only Slow Down the Birth of a Great Soul Engineer! (Thanks for all the recommendation votes)

After hearing Jiang Ming explain his reasons, Fan Yu fell silent.

He had imagined many possibilities, but he had never expected this one.

To repel powerful enemies, and to lessen people's cries!

Those were words spoken by a twelve-year-old child!

In that instant, Fan Yu only felt as if the child before him were radiating a dazzling Golden Light. That light was so brilliant, so sacred!

"Good child!"

Fan Yu's tiger-like eyes reddened, and a faint glimmer of tears actually surfaced in them.

"In that case, I, Fan Yu, will definitely teach you to become the most powerful Soul Engineer! I'll have you stand at the very peak of Soul Engineers!"

A few days later, after Jiang Ming had become fully familiar with making Fixed Soul Cannonballs, he temporarily set aside their production and, under Fan Yu's guidance, began researching another kind of Soul Tool!

The Milk Bottle!

In truth, back when Jiang Ming had been in Clear Water City, he had already wanted to try making this, but at the time, he had been a little more interested in Soul Cannonballs. And since he had not yet figured out Soul Cannonballs then, the Milk Bottle could only be put aside.

But now, he had a powerful Soul Engineer as his teacher, and he had already mastered the method of making Fixed Soul Cannonballs.

So now, he could start working on the Milk Bottle!

The Milk Bottle was similar to a battery.

This thing could be used on Soul Tools as the driving energy source for Fixed Soul Tools, and it could also be used by Soul Masters to replenish Soul Power. It could be called an essential Soul Tool for home, travel, murder, and arson!

However, this thing was also extremely difficult to make! It could even be said to be a type of Soul Tool that was harder to make than Fixed Soul Cannonballs!

Of course, difficult was difficult, but with the instruction of Fan Yu, this powerful Soul Engineer teacher, and with the support of Jiang Ming's powerful talent as a Soul Engineer, learning how to make the Milk Bottle was not a big problem. It would only take a little time.

In the Martial Soul Department, the new students' Class One, Jiang Ming looked at the blackboard ahead, committing Zhou Yi's lesson to memory while also jotting down some key points in his notebook.

Even though Jiang Ming had the ability to remember anything at a glance, he would still use a pen to record things.

Sometimes, a good memory truly was not as reliable as a worn-out pen, and writing something once would also make the memory even deeper. That was what Jiang Ming's high school teacher in his previous life had said, and it made a lot of sense!

"All right, today's lesson ends here. Go back and review. I'll be asking questions next class. Anyone who can't answer, same old rule—run laps outside. Class dismissed!"

With Zhou Yi's dismissal, Jiang Ming put down the pen in his hand, stretched lazily, tidied up his desk, and stood up, preparing to leave.

His time was very tight. Recently, while researching the Milk Bottle, he and Teacher Fan Yu had developed some... differences, so to speak. He wanted to resolve those differences as soon as possible.

But just as Jiang Ming was about to walk out of the classroom and head to the Soul Tool Department, a girl with ice-blue hair came over.

On the other side, his roommate Dai Yueheng also walked over.

"I say, what exactly have you been doing this past month or so? You disappear the moment class ends, and you come back so late at night too."

Dai Yueheng came to Jiang Ming's side and asked with great curiosity.

As his roommate, he was showing a little concern for Jiang Ming.

And while he was at it, he could probe his roommate's cultivation progress.

How should it be put? It was pretty much like a college dorm from Jiang Ming's previous life.

Jiang Ming was like the kind of top student in a college dorm who already had good grades. Originally, having a roommate like that was a good thing. After all, everyone could urge each other on and improve together.

But! That had to be within visible range!

If that top student suddenly started being sneaky and worked hard outside everyone's line of sight...

Then his roommates, especially the ones who wanted to improve, would become very anxious!

That was exactly Dai Yueheng's current state of mind.

If Jiang Ming cultivated right in front of him, that would be fine. If you cultivated, I'd cultivate too; if you didn't cultivate, I'd still cultivate! At least there would be a chance to compete and grind it out.

But when the person was not right in front of him, it made him a little panicked!

Because he had no way of knowing just how hard the other party was grinding. He could only find out the result at the moment the cards were turned over.

In short, after witnessing Jiang Ming's abnormality, Dai Yueheng had been dragged into Jiang Ming's rhythm!

"What am I doing? Cultivating, of course. What else could I be doing?"

Jiang Ming looked at Dai Yueheng a little strangely and asked in return.

Dai Yueheng's heart shook, and inwardly, he could not help letting out a wail.

"Sure enough! This guy really has been secretly working hard cultivating where I can't see him!"

Although he had already guessed as much, when those words came from Jiang Ming's own mouth, Dai Yueheng still felt a deep sense of powerlessness rise within him.

Too much grinding! This was seriously too much grinding!

On the other side, Ling Luochen, with her long ice-blue hair, also walked up to Jiang Ming. Her cool, aloof temperament paired with her pretty face already made her worthy of being called the class beauty of the entire new students' Class One.

And when the boys in the class who had yet to leave saw Ling Luochen, the class beauty, walking toward Jiang Ming, they all gnashed their teeth somewhat.

The cool and aloof class beauty always wore an indifferent expression when facing everyone else in the class, and she never took the initiative to talk to classmates. But Jiang Ming was an exception.

Who knew what was so good about this kid!

Wasn't he just a little more handsome, a little better built, a little stronger, and a little more talented?

Aside from all that, what was Jiang Ming? What did he even count as?!

Ignoring the looks of envy, jealousy, and hatred from the other boys in the class, Ling Luochen took the initiative to greet Jiang Ming when she arrived in front of him.

"Hello, Student Jiang Ming!"

A rare smile appeared on her cool, aloof face, like a lotus blooming amid ice and snow, dazzling and beautiful.

"Mm, I'm fine."

Jiang Ming nodded, then asked very bluntly, "Do you need something?"

To the side, Dai Yueheng heard Jiang Ming treat the class beauty like that and couldn't help pressing a hand to his forehead.

No, was that really how you treated the class beauty?

"Uh..."

Ling Luochen herself did not much like greeting people, and faced with this kind of situation, she was even worse at it.

"I... I wanted to chat with you."

After a few seconds, Ling Luochen sorted out her thoughts and finally stated her purpose.

"Is it something very important?"

Jiang Ming asked again.

"It's... it's not that important. If you're busy, you can go first."

Ling Luochen said this a little embarrassedly. She only wanted to confirm a guess in her mind with Jiang Ming, and it was not urgent.

Actually, she had wanted to talk to Jiang Ming a month ago, but he left as soon as class ended, so she simply could not see him. She had never managed to find an opportunity.

"Oh, then I'll go take care of my business first. See you later."

Jiang Ming's mind was completely full of matters regarding Milk Bottles right now. Today, he had to win the debate against Teacher Fan Yu! Even if he was the teacher!

As for the beautiful class flower in front of him... Please, she was only twelve years old! What were you thinking? What could you even do?!

Three years minimum, death penalty maximum!

It wasn't as if he had transmigrated here from a feudal era. The criminal law was written there in black and white! Of course, this world might not have one.

But at the very least, a person had to wait until sixteen... After all, the age standard for adulthood in this world was sixteen.

Of course, the most important thing was still that Jiang Ming's head was truly full of Milk Bottle matters right now. He really had no mental space to think about any of this!

Women would only delay the birth of a great Soul Engineer!

Girls were the same!