Old Mo's Hasty Disassembly of the Cylinder Causes Chaos, Exploding Waves and Colliding Metal Injure Everyone

The lack of a Power Core had troubled these disciples proficient in Mechanism Arts for far too long.

So many ingenious designs had ultimately remained on paper because they could not find a stable source of power.

So many exquisite mechanisms, constrained by wind and water power, could only be used in specific places and could not be widely adopted.

Now that the Steam Engine had appeared, it was like painting the dragon and dotting in its eyes, like granting a vivid soul to cold, lifeless mechanisms. At last, the excitement they had suppressed for years had found an outlet.

Many disciples were so thrilled that they danced with joy. Some even embraced their companions beside them and cheered. The entire square was immersed in celebration and boiling excitement.

Gongshu Ce stood amid the crowd, watching his junior brothers work themselves into a frenzy. He held his head high and puffed out his chest, the smile at his lips impossible to suppress. His heart was filled with indescribable exhilaration and satisfaction.

This was the recognition he had wanted—the glory he had finally earned after enduring in the Mohist Pavilion for so long.

Just as he stood there smiling and savoring it all—

Some of the elders could no longer wait. "Ce, can we dismantle it now?"

"Yes. Everyone has seen it already, and we can't wait to figure out how this thing works."

"This object is so mysterious. Once we take it apart and inspect its inner workings, we'll naturally understand its principles."

Seeing the elders barely restrain their eagerness, Gongshu Ce still waved a hand with unhurried composure. "No rush. Let me first explain the most fundamental principle behind this thing."

"Someone, fetch me a kettle."

He had previously heard Qin Guli describe how Zhao Cheng had explained the