Anomaly, Evolution Once More!

They say the person involved is confused, while the bystander sees clearly.

Xuan Ziwen had poured his heart and soul into the modular concept, to the point that he had completely overlooked this issue.

But Ye Luochen had experienced far too much.

In his past life, he had replaced countless data cables, and every single time, the connection point between the cable and the plug would snap, causing him endless frustration.

Therefore, after proposing the modular concept, Ye Luochen immediately guessed that the Soul Guidance Cannons produced in this manner would likely face the same problem as those data cables.

As it turned out, his prediction was spot on.

Of course, there were definitely solutions.

After a brief discussion, Ye Luochen proposed a new line of thought.

Large die casting, integration.

For most components that did not require complex functionality, they would adopt a large die casting mode, casting them into a single, integrated piece.

As for other parts that needed to handle more functions and had a higher likelihood of damage or replacement, they would be produced separately.

It was an extremely simple concept; as an eighth-rank Soul Master, Xuan Ziwen understood it completely the moment he heard it and immediately provided a plan.

He specified exactly which components were suitable for integrated die casting and which were not.

In just a few short hours, he had finished retrofitting the original machine tools.

The original twenty machine tools were reduced directly to eight.

According to tests, the third-rank Soul Guidance Cannons produced by these new machines no longer fell apart upon use as they had before, and their service life had been significantly improved.

"This way, we balance repairability and cost. Not bad, not bad at all.

As long as we iron out the bugs and show this assembly line to the Hall Master, there will be absolutely no problem in establishing an official project and securing funding subsidies."

Looking at the brand-new assembly line before him, Xuan Ziwen nodded in satisfaction, then spoke up:

"As expected, having someone like you, the one who proposed the concept, involved is necessary. Otherwise, being too close to the problem, I would have easily missed things if I were pondering it alone."

However, this remark received no response.

At first, Xuan Ziwen did not pay it any mind.

But as time gradually passed, he began to sense that something was wrong.

It was a bit too quiet.

It seemed that Ye Luochen had not made a sound for quite some time.

Thinking of this, Xuan Ziwen immediately stopped his research and turned to look.

He didn't know what to expect, but upon looking, Xuan Ziwen was instantly stunned on the spot.

He saw Ye Luochen staring fixedly at the Dark Iron Blade in his hand, a look of struggle flickering across his face.

And the Dark Iron Blade in his hand was glowing incessantly.

This is...

Looking at the incredibly familiar scene before him, Xuan Ziwen was dazed for only a moment before his expression changed abruptly.

He exclaimed in his heart:

Oh no!

He then moved to step between Ye Luochen and the assembly line.

But before he could reach his position, he heard the familiar humming of the Dark Iron Blade in Ye Luochen's hand, and at the same time, a suction force erupted from the blade.

It's over, everything is over.

This was Xuan Ziwen's only thought at that moment.

He had just experienced this scene not long ago.

That time, Ye Luochen's Martial Soul had been just as bizarre; it had finally returned to calm and evolved after devouring the first-generation Stamping Machine Tool.

Was it the turn of this newly improved assembly line this time...

Could this disciple be returned?

Why did he always have to target the things he cherished most?

However, although his heart ached with regret and reluctance, Xuan Ziwen stopped his footsteps and allowed Ye Luochen to raise his arm, extending the Dark Iron Blade toward the assembly line.

He could naturally distinguish what was more important.

These things could be rebuilt; by comparison, an opportunity that might allow Ye Luochen's Martial Soul to evolve again was undoubtedly more important.

Half an hour later, looking at the now empty test bench.

Xuan Ziwen slapped himself twice in regret.

If he could have a chance to do it all over again, he would definitely choose to stand in front of Ye Luochen.

He had only guessed that Ye Luochen might devour the machine tools again, but he hadn't expected him to devour so many!

An entire assembly line, eight machine tools, all completely devoured by that small blade in Ye Luochen's hand!

Not a single piece was left for him!

However, unlike Xuan Ziwen, whose eyes had already lost their luster, Ye Luochen was currently filled with pleasant surprise.

As the owner of the martial soul, he could clearly feel that after devouring these machine tools, the strength of his Dark Iron Blade had definitely increased by a significant margin!

And after taking out a crystal ball to test it, this point was directly verified.

His innate soul power, originally level six, had actually risen by another level!

This level could definitely be considered excellent!

However, after the surprise, a strong sense of confusion immediately followed.

Why?

Why would such a situation occur?

One had to know that just yesterday, while in the laboratory, he had specifically tested it against the stamping machine tool Xuan Ziwen had just finished building.

His martial soul had not reacted in the slightest.

But just one day later, it had suddenly begun a second round of devouring?

What was the difference between today and yesterday?

Was it not just that today's machine tools had changed their mode, adopting the large die casting he had newly proposed...

Hmm?

Ye Luochen suddenly realized something.

The newly proposed large die casting mode.

This was the new mode that today's stamping machine tools had just been equipped with.

Looking at this point alone, it might not represent anything.

But the first time it devoured, the target was the stamping machine tool that had just been born.

Ye Luochen associated this with a possibility.

Could it be that the devouring of his martial soul was related to these two "news"?

Thinking of this, Ye Luochen hurriedly told his guess to Xuan Ziwen, who was standing to the side.

And after hearing it, Xuan Ziwen's first reaction was to question it.

Because this sounded truly too absurd.

But as he thought about it more carefully, for some reason, Xuan Ziwen felt that perhaps there really was some possibility of this being true.

The first time, the Dark Iron Blade devoured a modular stamping machine tool that had never appeared before and was an absolute innovation in the soul tool world.

This second time, the Dark Iron Blade devoured the newly built large die casting stamping machine tool and its complete assembly line, which also belonged to a major absolute innovation in the soul tool world.

Moreover, the failed attempts in between targeted products that, while also being stamping machine tools, lacked any substantial innovation.

"Could it be that your martial soul evolved because of your pioneering work in soul tool technology?"

After the two of them analyzed it together, Xuan Ziwen uttered this conjecture, which even he found hard to believe.

And upon hearing this, Ye Luochen was equally incredulous.

Making an innovative breakthrough in soul tool technology could cause his martial soul to evolve?

This simply did not make sense.

Could it be that his martial soul was truly born for soul tools?

"Guessing is meaningless; only through experimentation can we know the truth of it."

Xuan Ziwen quickly calmed his mood and urged Ye Luochen.

"Quick, hurry up and think of some more innovations in soul tool technology so we can put it to the test!"

But upon hearing this, Ye Luochen shook his head with a bitter smile.

It wasn't that easy!