The Pot Boiled Over

Even though he didn't understand why Zhu Jun Xiang insisted on showering with him, Xian Wu was still very touched by his behavior.

"Let's go, let's go take a look. Maybe there's still some hot water left," Xian Wu patted Zhu Jun Xiang on the shoulder.

Putting his towel into the washbasin, the two left the dormitory together.

"Are you going to see the vice dean this afternoon? How's it going?" Zhu Jun Xiang asked with concern.

If Xian Wu were to be expelled for fighting, he would feel very guilty.

If it hadn't been for him putting his meal tray on the table to grab a seat back then, none of this would have happened.

Xian Wu didn't answer Zhu Jun Xiang's question directly but instead asked him, "Did you eat in the cafeteria tonight?"

Zhu Jun Xiang nodded.

"There's a cafeteria worker who looks exactly like you. Like they were cast from the same mold. Isn't that strange?"

"What do you mean cast from the same mold? The person serving food is me," Xian Wu pouted. "Why didn't you come to my serving station? I could have given you more dishes."

"Zhang Ming said that the food serving at your station is incredibly slow and the attitude is terrible, so we didn't go," Zhu Jun Xiang replied honestly.

Terrible attitude? Xian Wu was unconcerned.

"Vice Dean Ye Sheng didn't expel me. Instead, he punished me by making me responsible for serving food in the cafeteria," Xian Wu told him the truth.

He didn't mention the monthly salary of 100 Demon Spirit Coins, as that would surely cause jealousy.

Hearing this, the heavy stone in Zhu Jun Xiang's heart finally landed: "It's good that you weren't expelled. It's good that you weren't expelled."

If Xian Wu had been expelled, his guilt would have been immense.

Beating around the bush, they arrived at the bathhouse.

There really wasn't much hot water left. Xian Wu and Zhu Jun Xiang each only got half a bucket of hot water.

"Just use the towel to wipe yourself dry. We can't soak anymore," Zhu Jun Xiang poured the hot water into his washbasin and wet his towel.

Xian Wu poured his hot water into Zhu Jun Xiang's bucket and then said, "You wipe yourself dry. I'm going to take a cold shower."

With that, he chose a large wooden tub and poured bucket after bucket of cold water into it.

His Strength of 49 was no joke; lifting a water bucket with one hand was effortless.

Zhu Jun Xiang dipped his hand into the bath tub to test the water temperature.

As his fingers touched the cold water, goosebumps instantly erupted all over his body.

"Xian Wu, this water is too cold. If you get in, you'll catch a serious illness. Just use the hot water to wipe yourself dry. You can soak tomorrow," Zhu Jun Xiang advised.

Although it was already early summer, it was still very cold within the City of Brilliance. Some places hadn't even melted their ice and snow yet.

Taking a cold shower in this weather? Was he trying to die?

Xian Wu was unconcerned: "It's fine. Summer has already arrived. Taking a cold shower is no big deal."

As he spoke, he stood by the large tub and dipped his Demon Left Hand into the cold water.

His Demon Left Hand could decompose all things in the world into atoms, including water, of course.

The chemical formula for water is H2O. After decomposition, it breaks down into two hydrogen atoms and one oxygen atom.

Atoms are very unstable. After being decomposed, they will automatically recombine.

Therefore, after water is decomposed by Xian Wu's Demon Left Hand, three substances will form: hydrogen gas, oxygen gas, and water.

Since the stability of water molecules is stronger than that of hydrogen and oxygen molecules, hydrogen and oxygen will preferentially combine to form water molecules.

Each mole (6.02×10^23) of H-O bonds formed releases 463 kilojoules of energy.

1 liter of water is approximately 1000 grams of water, and the molar mass of a water molecule is 18g/mol.

Therefore, there are about 56 moles of water molecules in 1 liter of water. The tub contains about 400 liters of water, so roughly 20,000 moles of water molecules are in the tub.

If all the water in the tub were decomposed and the hydrogen and oxygen atoms were allowed to recombine freely to form H-O bonds, nearly 18 million kilojoules of heat would be released.

The specific heat capacity of water is approximately 4200, meaning 1 kg of water needs to absorb 4.2 kilojoules of heat to raise its temperature by 1 degree Celsius.

The density of water is about 1 kg/L, so 400 liters of water is 400 kg of water.

Therefore, to boil a full tub of water would require at most 4.2 × 100 × 400 = 168,000 kilojoules of heat.

168,000 is less than one-hundredth of 18,000,000, so Xian Wu's Demon Left Hand could indeed boil the water in the tub.

Besides, showering isn't like de-feathering a pig; thirty to forty degrees Celsius is more than enough.

When Xian Wu was in high school, he was the chemistry representative. Calculating how much heat was needed to boil water was a piece of cake.

It is worth mentioning that the decomposition by the Demon Left Hand is instantaneous.

Similarly, the speed at which hydrogen and oxygen atoms combine to form bonds is not much slower. One can imagine the speed of hydrogen and oxygen combustion.

His left hand was responsible for heating, and his right hand was for testing the water temperature. Xian Wu began heating.

Gurgle... Gurgle...

Hydrogen and oxygen rushed out of the water one after another.

Zhu Jun Xiang, who was wiping his armpit, heard the sound and looked utterly bewildered.

"What's that noise? Is the water boiling?"

Following the sound, he discovered the bizarre phenomenon of bubbles rising from Xian Wu's bathtub.

Slapping himself twice, Zhu Jun Xiang rubbed his eyes. The bizarre event was still there, and for a moment, his entire worldview shattered.

He reached into Xian Wu's large bathtub and tested the water temperature. Though he couldn't believe it, the water was warm.

What was going on?

It had been so cold just moments ago that it gave him goosebumps, and now it was hot. What had he added to the water?

"Shh—" Xian Wu put his index finger to his lips, signaling Zhu Jun Xiang to be quiet.

He warned coldly, "Don't ask too many questions, and don't say too much. Everyone has secrets they can't tell, and mine are especially unspeakable."

"Swallow all your questions. When the time is right, I'll naturally tell you the truth."

"I'll help you heat the bathwater. As payment for keeping my secret, fetch water with the wooden bucket. Don't just stand there gawking."

Xian Wu patted Zhu Jun Xiang's shoulder meaningfully, contemplating whether to kill him to silence him and destroy the evidence.

The wicked thought flashed by.

Never mind, he'd see how Zhu Jun Xiang behaved in the future. Xian Wu wasn't Prime Minister Cao; he didn't want to kill an innocent person by mistake.

"Don't worry, I won't say anything to anyone," Zhu Jun Xiang promised, patting his chest earnestly.

Since he had already acknowledged Xian Wu as his older brother, he would naturally not do anything to betray him.

The Demon Left Hand acted like a super-efficient electric water heater, taking less than five minutes to heat two buckets of water.

Plop! Plop!

They both jumped into the steaming hot bathtub.

"Brother, classes officially start tomorrow. Are you excited?" Zhu Jun Xiang asked while scrubbing his back with a towel.

They would soon learn the methods to cultivate Soul Force and martial skills, and embark on the path to becoming warriors and Spirit Masters. How could they not be excited?

Leaning against the side of the tub, Xian Wu rested his arms on the edge, placed a hot, wet towel on his forehead, and closed his eyes. "There's nothing to be excited about. If your talent isn't good, learning anything is a waste of time. You couldn't tell before, but once you start cultivating, the gap becomes obvious. You'll realize then that effort is worthless in the face of talent."

Seeing Zhu Jun Xiang looking a bit dejected, Xian Wu changed his tone. "But with effort, you can still catch a glimpse of those geniuses. If you don't try, you won't even see their shadows."

"Don't compare yourself to others; compare yourself to yourself. As long as you're a little better than you were yesterday, that's already pretty good."

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