"Can it work like that?"
Chen Ping was dumbfounded. There was nothing wrong with what Electrolux had said.
Did the undead in the Undead Demiplane actually need Soul Cores spinning at seven thousand revolutions per minute, or even ten thousand?
They did not need them at all. A miniature Soul Core spinning at seven hundred revolutions per minute would be more than enough. Once their Soul Power Levels increased, they could just switch to small, medium, large, and extra-large Soul Cores, couldn't they?
"Why can't it?"
Electrolux smiled. "According to the arcane model calculations I established, to condense a Soul Core, its rotational speed must be maintained at roughly eighteen hundred revolutions per minute at minimum. Any lower, and it will dissipate on its own."
"Even if an ordinary Titled Douluo condensed a Soul Core at that speed, they would never absorb it. After all, it concerns their endurance in future Soul Fighting."
"But isn't this kind of small Soul Core exactly what we need right now?"
As he spoke, Electrolux raised his hand. The Soul Power vortex that had originally possessed a double-cone structure had completely transformed into a pure, colorless little whirlpool, endlessly drawing Heaven and Earth Vitality from the Small World of the Other Shore into itself.
"Damn."
Chen Ping was stunned. The abilities Electrolux had displayed were practically like a freaking supercomputer.
He had merely watched the Soul Core condensation process once, yet he had manually worked out its mathematical model. He had even calculated the minimum speed needed to keep a Soul Core stable with complete precision.
He was a god.
At that moment, Chen Ping's admiration for Electrolux could only be described as utter prostration.
"Old master, I'm here."
At that moment, Snake hurried over and stopped before Electrolux.
"You came at just the