Fan Yu's report landed like a thunderclap.
This theoretical framework, personally signed by him and concerning "Fixed Soul Tool Shells" and the "standardization of Soul Power batteries," was submitted to Mingde Hall's highest roundtable meeting.
In an instant, Mingde Hall's entire upper echelon exploded!
"Nonsense! Utter nonsense!" A white-haired Class 9 Soul Engineer slammed his hand on the table. "Battery standardization? Then what happens to the Soul Tools of all the different systems? Their energy output frequencies differ, their core formations are incompatible—this is pure fantasy!"
"Fixed shells? Then where is a Soul Engineer's individual creativity supposed to be expressed? Are wars going to become a bunch of idiots loading shells from behind? This is an insult to the profession of Soul Engineers!"
Opposition surged like a tide.
But when Jing Hongchen calmly projected several core structural diagrams from the report into the center of the conference room, all the clamor came to an abrupt halt.
"Modular design... replaceable energy cores..."
"Core formations pre-engraved into the shells, activated the instant they're fired... My heavens..."
An elderly man who had been fuming just moments ago now looked as though someone had gripped his throat. He stretched out a trembling hand, as if trying to touch the illusory projection.
"This... this is revolutionary! This damn thing can change the entire continent's balance of war!"
The entire conference room went from fierce argument to deathly silence in an instant, with only heavy breathing remaining.
Mingde Hall, the empire's beating heart of war, had been turned upside down by these two thin reports!
The upper echelon immediately ordered the formation of a special research group of the highest level. All Soul Engineers above Class 8 were to be assembled, and within three days, they had to produce a feasibility assessment for this theory!