What Kind of Normal Person Boils Water to Kill Gods? Director Su Was Scared Out of His Wits on the Spot.

"You... you're just twisting the truth!" Director Su held it in for a long time, only managing to squeeze out this one sentence.

"I call this scientific classification."

Qin Feng couldn't be bothered to waste more breath on him, turning his head to look at the surrounding students who had long since been stunned into silence.

"Did you all see that? This is the power of knowledge."

"Those two moves just now: one utilized high-pressure airflow to spray tiny particles, causing mucosal irritation."

"The other utilized the release of high-intensity spring potential energy, converting it into kinetic energy."

"As long as you master math, physics, and chemistry, even without Soul Power, you could hang a Soul Elder on a tree to dry laundry."

Once these words were out, the eyes of the students—who had previously only felt shock and fear toward Qin Feng—began to change.

It was a hunger, a craving like that of a starving wolf seeing meat.

In this world where strength is supreme, who doesn't want to become stronger?

Especially those work-study students with low Innate Soul Power and poor Martial Souls; they were used to being looked down upon.

They had originally thought they were destined to be stepping stones for others their entire lives, but now, Qin Feng had pointed them toward a new path.

A path that didn't require talent, only the use of one's brain to become stronger!

Wang Sheng was trembling with excitement, his eyes filled with stars as he stared at that imposing, formidable hunk of metal.

"Brother Feng! I want to learn this! I want to pilot a Gundam!"

Although he didn't know what a Gundam was, he felt the name sounded incredibly fierce—much fiercer than any Soul Elder!

"I want to learn too!"

"Teach us!"

More and more work-study students began to shout, their voices growing louder and louder.

Even some senior students from commoner backgrounds couldn't help but crowd around, afraid of being left behind.

Tang San sat on the ground, watching Qin Feng being surrounded like the moon among stars, listening to the fanatical cheers around him, feeling as uncomfortable as if he had swallowed a hundred flies.

This moment should have belonged to him.

It should have been him shocking the entire crowd with his Tang Sect Hidden Weapons, then reaping everyone's awe.

But now, all his thunder had been stolen by this freak.

"Qin Feng."

Yu Xiaogang, who had been silent the whole time, finally stepped forward.

He didn't even glance at the unlucky teacher still sneezing, walking straight up to Qin Feng and staring intensely at the metal contraption.

"What is the power source for this thing? I didn't feel any Soul Power fluctuations."

"If it relies on mechanical transmission, then where does such massive energy come from?"

"Even if hundreds of strong men pushed that spring together, they couldn't achieve that kind of instantaneous explosive force."

The Master was worthy of being the Master; although his theories were somewhat outdated, his eye for detail was still sharp.

He had spotted the crux of the problem at a glance.

In this world, the conservation of energy also existed.

Without relying on Soul Power, where did such great force come from?

Director Su pricked up his ears upon hearing this, even pausing his attempt to flee.

He also wanted to know what kind of treasure this kid was hiding.

Qin Feng glanced at Yu Xiaogang, though this time he didn't mock him.

After all, to promote science, he still needed a few smart people who could understand human language.

"You want to know?"

Qin Feng patted the iron barrel behind him, the sound ringing out thick and solid.

"Inside this is a simplified version of a Stirling Engine, along with a high-pressure steam tank."

"The fuel is just rotten wood and coal cinders picked up from the mountain behind the school."

"The principle is thermal expansion and contraction, using gas expansion to perform work."

"Simply put, it's boiling water."

Yu Xiaogang froze.

Director Su froze.

The entire scene went silent, to the point where one could hear the wind blowing through the leaves.

Boil... boiling water?

That's it?

Are you kidding me?

Since when does boiling water send a Soul Elder flying? Since when does boiling water drive such a massive iron monster?

Yu Xiaogang felt his worldview, built over decades, shatter into dust at this very moment.

He had spent his entire life studying martial spirits, spirit rings, and spirit power.

Yet today, someone told him that boiling water was more powerful than spirit power?

"I know you don't believe it."

Qin Feng shrugged, wearing an expression that suggested it was useless to talk to summer insects about ice.

"This is the power of science, the charm of the Industrial Revolution."

"Even if it's just a kettle of boiling water, as long as you lock it in a sealed tank and give it enough heat and pressure,"

"It can unleash the power to move mountains and drain seas."

"This is science; it doesn't care about bloodlines or background, only laws."

After finishing his sentence, Qin Feng turned to look at the now somewhat unsteady Director Su.

"Director Su, do you still want to confiscate my teaching aids now?"

"If you insist, I don't mind letting Grey Wolf demonstrate the 'fully automatic toilet plunger' function for you."

Grey Wolf cooperated by pulling a control lever, aiming the massive rubber plunger directly at Director Su's face.

The plunger was still covered in indescribable stains, and the smell was truly moving.

Director Su's face turned green, and his stomach churned violently.

How could he dare to talk about confiscation now?

This Qin Feng was a lunatic!

If he really got smashed in the face by that giant plunger, would he have any face left as a dean? How could he ever show his face in the academy again?

"M-misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding!"

Director Su squeezed out a smile uglier than a cry, wiping sweat as he backed away.

"Since these are teaching aids, then... then keep them well."

"But pay attention to safety in the future! Don't... don't hurt the students!"

Having said that, he grabbed the teacher who was still sneezing on the ground and fled as if his life depended on it, losing one of his shoes in the process.

He didn't even dare to utter a few polite closing remarks.

The surrounding students erupted into a roar of laughter that shook the sky.

The usually arrogant and domineering Director Su had actually been scared off by a work-study student!

This was so satisfying!

[Ding! Detected Director Su's fear and submission, Shock Value +600!]

[Ding! Detected a large number of students developing a yearning for science, Shock Value +1200!]

[Ding! Detected Yu Xiaogang in a state of extreme self-doubt, Shock Value +500!]

A huge haul!

Qin Feng looked at the soaring numbers on the system panel, his heart blooming with joy.

His total Shock Value had now broken through the three-thousand mark.

It was enough to redeem that item.

"Alright, the show is over, everyone disperse."

Qin Feng waved his hand at the crowd, as if shooing away flies.

Then he looked at Yu Xiaogang, who was still lingering.

"Master, if you really want to learn how to boil water, bring a notebook here at this time tomorrow."

"I won't charge tuition, just bring me two pounds of cured meat."

"Grey Wolf's mouth has been so bland these past few days he's about to start chewing on the table."

After saying this, Qin Feng didn't care whether Yu Xiaogang agreed or not; he jumped directly onto the treads of Scrap King No. 1.

"Grey Wolf, let's head back. Park this thing in front of the dormitory as a guardian; I want to see who dares to come looking for trouble."

"You got it! Hold on tight!"

Grey Wolf pushed the control lever, and the iron contraption belched a cloud of black smoke, rumbling toward the work-study dormitory.

It left behind only a scene of chaos and a crowd of people still standing there in a daze.