Huo Yuhao slowly set down the polishing cloth in his hand, walked over, and glanced at the pile of scrap.
"Teacher, you're being too hasty."
He picked up a pen and drew a tiny rune structure, almost too small to see, in another inconspicuous corner of the draft.
"You're treating energy like a flood, only thinking about making it surge faster. But what if you turned it into a well-trained army instead?"
Fan Yu froze. He leaned closer, staring intently at the newly added rune as he began muttering to himself.
"An army... Right... not an impact, but a 'march'! Damn it! How did I not think of that?!"
He suddenly slapped his thigh. It was as though some blocked channel within him had abruptly opened. Clutching the draft, he rushed into the inner compartment again and slammed the door shut with a bang.
Huo Yuhao withdrew his hand, his expression indifferent.
That old fox had indeed taken the bait—the blueprint for "multiphase energy output."
As long as he gave him a little taste of success each day and kept him immersed in fantasies of technical breakthroughs, Huo Yuhao would gain the most precious time to develop.
The night deepened.
The second underground level of C7 Warehouse was brightly lit.
This was Ghost's true nest.
More than a dozen young people recruited from various departments sat around a massive metal table, each wearing an expression that mixed reverence with fanaticism.
"Tell me. What progress have you made lately?"
Huo Yuhao's voice was not loud, yet the entire space fell silent at once.
A tall, skinny young man in charge of material analysis stood up. Pushing up his glasses, he said excitedly, "Sir! Following the 'lattice restructuring' theory you gave us, we tried stimulating Orichalcum Steel with microcurrents. Its Soul Power