Zhen Hua's Recommendation
"Thank you. I'm sorry to have made you travel such a long distance."
Leng Yaozhu nodded with a smile.
Zhen Hua waved his hand dismissively.
"It's nothing. I happened to be coming to the East Sea to visit a friend anyway."
"Mm."
The two spoke for a while longer about the issue with the Battle Armor, but in truth, there wasn't really a major problem to begin with. The defense of a four-word Battle Armor wouldn't be so fragile that it required repairs for such minor things; if it weren't for the aesthetic impact, Leng Yaozhu wouldn't have cared at all.
Therefore, after discussing it for a bit, the two tacitly dropped the subject.
In the living room, Zhen Hua sat on the sofa, looked around, and said with a sigh of emotion.
"Before I came, I never would have imagined that you, the dignified Vice Tower Master of the Spirit Pagoda, would actually run off to such a small place."
Long before he arrived, he had heard people say that Leng Yaozhu had disappeared from the Spirit Pagoda headquarters and had bought a house in a remote small city on the East Coast to settle down.
When he heard that at the time, he didn't believe it; he thought it was absurd.
It made no sense for the dignified Vice Tower Master of the Spirit Pagoda to abandon her position just to come to this small place and play house.
However, after seeing it for himself today, he realized that the situation had indeed exceeded his expectations.
Facing his question, Leng Yaozhu sat gracefully on a single sofa to the side. Upon hearing this, she shook her head and smiled.
"Sometimes, you have to let go appropriately to allow those below you to grow better."
Zhen Hua watched her silently. He wasn't stupid; when Leng Yaozhu spoke of letting go, she obviously didn't mean she was truly ignoring the Spirit Pagoda, but rather that she was giving her subordinates some opportunities.
Even if she was here, the Spirit Pagoda remained under her control.
However, Zhen Hua was very curious: what exactly was the reason that made this Vice Tower Master of the Spirit Pagoda run to such a small place and willingly live the life of an ordinary person?
Before coming, he had heard rumors that it was supposedly because she couldn't stop worrying about her son.
Thinking of this, he asked out of curiosity.
"By the way, Your Excellency Heavenly Phoenix, I heard that your son awakened a Three-Life Martial Soul, and that it includes the Spirit Eyes Martial Soul, the same one as the first Tower Master of the Spirit Pagoda?"
"Mm, that child has good talent; he did awaken the Spirit Eyes."
Leng Yaozhu did not hide it. Such things couldn't be kept secret, nor was there any need to.
"It's actually true! An innate Three-Life Martial Soul—this is likely the first time in the history of the continent."
Seeing her nod, Zhen Hua was filled with emotion. An innate Three-Life Martial Soul could be described as nothing short of a miracle.
Having inherited the top-tier Martial Souls of the Heavenly Phoenix and the Qiangu family, combined with the one-in-a-million Spirit Eyes, he dared not even imagine the heights the boy could reach in the future.
"Mm, what is that?"
After sighing with emotion for a while, the corner of Zhen Hua's eye suddenly caught something: a drawing pasted on the wall nearby.
That's right, this was the design sketch of the Emperor Armor that Qiangu Wuji had drawn on a whim.
Looking at it, Zhen Hua couldn't help but stand up and walk closer to take a better look.
The more he looked, the tighter his brows furrowed, until they were almost knotted together.
"That was drawn by Wuji. That child is quite interested in mecha design as a secondary profession, so he drew that picture. I thought it was drawn quite well, so I left it there for him."
Leng Yaozhu's voice came from behind him.
Hearing this, Zhen Hua turned his head to look at her, shook his head, and gave a wry smile.
"It's not as simple as 'drawn quite well.' What your son drew here, although the style is quite outdated, if you look closely, the basic design logic of this Battle Armor is very smooth. Do you know what that proves?"
"It proves that if one were to design it in this way, one could indeed create a similar set of Battle Armor."
"Oh?"
Hearing this, Leng Yaozhu couldn't sit still; she also stood up and walked to the wall.
"Even you think it's drawn well?"
Because she had been managing the Spirit Pagoda for a long time, Leng Yaozhu's level in her secondary profession wasn't particularly outstanding; at least in this regard, she was far inferior to Zhen Hua.
Zhen Hua nodded, pointing to the belt area of the armor on the sketch.
"The most distinctive feature is this belt. If I'm not mistaken, your son intends to make this the activation device for the Battle Armor, right?"
Zhen Hua was not a master of design, but the reason he could guess this was because there were many annotations on the sketch. Although the annotations were confusing at first glance, when combined, they roughly meant what he had just said.
Leng Yaozhu nodded and said with a wry smile.
"Mm, at the time, I just felt that this type of activation method was too outdated, which is why I scolded him."
"Actually, this kind of outdated Battle Armor isn't entirely without merit," Zhen Hua shook his head, pondered for a moment, and continued, "Sometimes, we can look at problems from a different angle."
"A different angle?"
Leng Yaozhu was stunned. Suddenly, it was as if she understood something. She had a flash of realization, shook her head with a wry smile, and said.
"Look at me, I really am... Indeed, I was thinking about the problem too simply. As you said, from a different angle, Wuji has indeed conceived something very successful."
Previously, because her expectations for Qiangu Wuji were so high, her first thought upon seeing this design blueprint was that it didn't befit her son's future status, yet she had failed to consider one question: other potential applications for this type of Battle Armor.
Just imagine, if a Battle Armor powered by external energy could actually be realized, wouldn't that mean the barrier to entry for using Battle Armor would be lowered?
In the future, could it even become like a mecha, where even ordinary people could use it?
If it could truly be manufactured, then without a doubt, her son, Qiangu Wuji, would be a great contributor to the advancement of civilization!
This would be something to leave a legacy for all eternity!
Leng Yaozhu was stirred with excitement; only now did she realize what kind of earth-shattering, shocking feat her son had inadvertently accomplished.
"It seems Yun Ming was right; you truly have raised a good son!"
After a long while, Zhen Hua withdrew his gaze and said with great emotion.
"To have such talent at such a young age—if he were to study systematically, who knows what other stunning things he might create."
Speaking of this, a person suddenly appeared in his mind, and he asked curiously.
"By the way, Heavenly Phoenix, if I may be so bold, has your son found a teacher for his secondary profession yet? If not, I could introduce one."
"You would introduce someone? Could it be that you, Zhen Hua, know an expert in this field?"
Upon hearing this, Leng Yaozhu became curious.
Zhen Hua nodded, his eyes showing a hint of hesitation.
"That person isn't exactly an extraordinary master, just a friend of mine, but I believe he would be capable of providing some guidance to your son."
Leng Yaozhu nodded gratefully.
"Then I shall thank you on Wuji's behalf first; the child has been worrying about not finding anyone to teach him."
"Very well, it just so happens that my friend has come with me; I'll give you his contact information so your son can go find him when the time comes."
The two exchanged a few more words, and finally, Zhen Hua checked the time and waved goodbye.
Watching him depart, Leng Yaozhu stared silently at the design draft on the wall for a moment, then gently peeled it off the wall and carefully tucked it into her storage Soul Tool.
Something capable of creating such a wave in society had to be kept safe; otherwise, if seen by those with ill intentions, it would surely cause no small amount of trouble.
After finishing all this, she smiled with satisfaction, then shifted her gaze toward Na'er's room nearby.
"Little girl, have you seen enough?"
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