The young researcher froze completely.
"My... my name is Lin Feng," he answered haltingly, his heart pounding wildly.
The aftermath of the explosion had yet to dissipate, and everyone in the laboratory was still shaken by lingering fear. If not for a single word from "Consultant Tang Yu," they might have already been blasted into cosmic dust along with that pile of scrap.
He had saved their lives!
Yet Huo Yuhao acted as though he had done something trivial. He calmly asked, "Lin Feng, what field are you researching?"
"I... I'm working on energy-saving optimizations for civilian Soul Tools." Lin Feng's voice dropped, and his face grew a little hot.
At Mingde Hall, where everything prioritized military applications, researching civilian uses—especially something as miserly-sounding as "energy conservation"—was practically equivalent to cutting off one's own future.
"Oh? Let me see it." Huo Yuhao was intrigued.
Lin Feng hesitated for a moment, then dragged out a dust-covered box from the corner. After opening it, he revealed a strangely constructed Soul Tool lamp.
"Consultant... sir, this is my work." Lin Feng looked somewhat embarrassed. "I wanted to design a low-energy lighting lamp for ordinary households. But... its core formation suffers severe energy dissipation at low power. By the time the numbers are calculated, it isn't even as cost-effective as using an oil lamp."
Fan Yu heard this from nearby and frowned impatiently, but he said nothing out of consideration for Huo Yuhao.
In his eyes, this was purely a waste of time.
Huo Yuhao picked up the Soul Tool lamp. With a sweep of his spiritual power, its intricate internal Soul Power circuits were instantly dismantled and modeled within the [Thought Palace].
"Your idea is to keep the Soul Power in a constant state of 'small water flow' to maintain the light," Huo