Perhaps Tang San had mentioned researching Battle Armor.
The Live Broadcast Room had something to talk about.
[While Ye Tianyun was researching Artificial Soul Bones, Tang San also began researching Battle Armor.]
Tang San perked up at once, brimming with confidence.
"Teacher, I believe the other me should be able to research Battle Armor."
He hoped the other Tang San would succeed. That way, perhaps he could succeed too.
The Tang Sect Version Battle Armor could instantly kill Ye Tianyun.
"Xiao San, I believe in you. You can definitely research Battle Armor."
Yu Xiaogang chose to believe in Tang San.
He even wondered whether Tang San might share it with him once he had researched Battle Armor.
Everyone knew Tang San respected his teachers and loved to share. Surely he might share it with him... Never mind.
[Ye Tianyun and Tang San were both protagonists, researching Artificial Soul Bones and Battle Armor, respectively.] [But to be precise, Ye Tianyun was more exceptional. He researched a broader range of things and more of them.]
Tang San was deeply scornful. This Live Broadcast Room was definitely targeting him on purpose, out of jealousy. Otherwise, why keep picking on him?
The scene shifted.
Tang San from another timeline appeared on the screen.
Tang San stood in front of a suit of armor. Its patterns looked very much like Ye Tianyun's Battle Armor, as if they had been carved from the same mold.
Main Timeline Tang San was overjoyed.
"Master, everyone, do you see? The other me researched it—a completely new Battle Armor."
Even Yu Xiaogang was surprised. The Battle Armor on the screen looked much like the real thing.
In the crowd, Ning Fengzhi watched the scene with a furrowed brow.
"Could Tang San really have succeeded?"
A trace of displeasure rose in Bibi Dong's heart. Tang San had actually beaten her to it.
Her sharp gaze swept over the people below, and she barked,
"Tang San succeeded. Are you telling me you can't?"
The Platinum Bishops all lowered their heads.
With no other choice, Bibi Dong looked back at the Live Broadcast Room, hoping it would give her good news. Tang San had better not succeed.
On the screen,
Tang San stared at the bootleg "Battle Armor" and muttered,
"I recreated it exactly, one-to-one. It should be fine, right?"
With that, Tang San put on the Battle Armor and tentatively fed Soul Power into it, but he couldn't activate the protective barrier.
Tang San immediately understood. He had failed.
"Damn it, I actually failed! I don't believe it. I refuse to accept it! If he can create one, why can't I?"
He didn't want to be outdone by Ye Tianyun. That meant he had to get his hands on Battle Armor, a power comparable to Tang Sect Hidden Weapons.
The more Tang San thought about it, the angrier he got. He pounded on the bootleg Battle Armor and cursed,
"Damn it, where did I go wrong? I remembered everything. Could I have remembered something incorrectly?"
As he thought it over, he suddenly recalled something. Could he have gotten a detail wrong?
But by then, he couldn't find Ye Tianyun, and he didn't have a complete suit of Battle Armor in front of him.
[Tang San's first attempt at making Battle Armor had ended in complete failure. He hadn't tested its physical defense, since he knew the defensive power of armor made from rare metals.] [But without a Battle Qi protective barrier, the armor had failed. There was no point in continuing to test a failed product.]
Bibi Dong finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Good. Tang San failed. But I hope you can succeed. I'll invest a great deal of money in you."
"Your Holiness, we'll do our best and try to research Battle Armor as soon as possible. We won't disappoint you."
In the Main Timeline,
Tang San watched himself on the Live Broadcast Room screen, deeply disappointed and even feeling a trace of resentment.
He couldn't help sneering,
"That guy's such a loser. He can't even finish making a suit of Battle Armor."
Yu Xiaogang, Liu Erlong, and the others beside him didn't know what to say.
Tang San was insulting another Tang San. Wasn't that the same as insulting himself? What was he thinking?
They all doubted whether Tang San himself could research Battle Armor.
Xiao Wu comforted him as she always did.
"Third Brother, don't worry too much. I believe in you. You can research Battle Armor."
Beside them, Dai Mubai generously offered,
"Xiao San, the Star Luo Empire has plenty of money. We can provide you with enough funding to research Battle Armor."
After the Live Broadcast Room's blows, he had already met with little success in love. So he could only make a name for himself in his career.
He had to make Zhu Zhuqing stop looking down on him.
Tang San was very pleased and answered confidently,
"Don't worry. I won't disappoint you when it comes to researching Battle Armor. I'll definitely be better than the other me."
[Tang San spent a great deal of money on researching Battle Armor, pouring even more resources into the project.] [He even spent every day either cultivating or working on Battle Armor, giving up entertainment and rest. Before long, he successfully forged...]
The Live Broadcast Room hadn't finished speaking when Tang San's face lit up. He leaped to his feet in excitement.
"Teacher, Dean, everyone, do you see? I succeeded!"
Yu Xiaogang and the others were all happy for Tang San.
He had succeeded!
It seemed they ought to invest in Tang San's Battle Armor, have him make it himself, and improve Shrek Academy's strength.
Only the Soul Saint Brothers were displeased. How could they let Tang San succeed? They couldn't stand people who thought so highly of themselves.
Ye Tianyun alone smiled calmly, because he was the only one who knew Tang San hadn't succeeded—not even by the time he died.
Apparently, he had spent quite a lot of money, too.
The Live Broadcast Room continued.
[Tang San had successfully forged a pile of scrap-metal armor, but not a single piece was Battle Armor.]
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Tang San could barely hold it together. He'd thought he'd succeeded, and it turned out he had—successfully forging scrap metal.
He'd even gotten so excited. How embarrassing.
"Damn it, why didn't you say that sooner? You got me all worked up for nothing."
Tang San was disgruntled, but he didn't dare point at the sky and curse the Live Broadcast Room.
Dai Mubai beside him was a cautionary tale. He'd been hit with a pile of humiliating clips from the Live Broadcast Room and even struck by lightning.
Liu Erlong hurriedly consoled him,
"Xiao San, don't be too upset. I believe in you. You'll definitely succeed."
"Dean, I'll keep working hard and try not to disappoint you."
Tang San was still full of confidence.
[Just as Tang San was about to keep creating, he discovered a serious problem: he was out of money. His research into Battle Armor technology had successfully bankrupted him.]
"..."
The word "successfully" sounded a little strange there. It really slapped him in the face.
[Perhaps Tang San could create it if he had enough money.]
Parallel Timeline Ye Tianyun burst out laughing.
Him? If he had enough money, he could create it? Tang San was a piece of crap. He hadn't created anything by the time he died—pure garbage.
Tang San himself thought so, too, and declared confidently,
"Looks like I really am talented. It's a shame my finances are holding back my talent."
Ning Rongrong immediately spoke up,
"Our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has plenty of money. We'll support you with everything we have."
She still believed in Tang San's talent.
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