Mingde Hall had geniuses beyond just those under Fan Yu.
Bang!
With a deafening crash, an expensive Soul Tool model was smashed viciously onto the floor, shattering into pieces!
"Platformization again! Teamwork again! Screw that!"
Xiao Hongchen's handsome face twisted as his chest heaved violently, like a lion in a towering rage.
He was the grandson of Mingde Hall's master, the universally acknowledged number one genius, yet now he looked like a clown!
Every time he thought he had reached the forefront of the age, Fan Yu's perpetual runner-up project team would produce something inconceivable and stomp him into the ground!
Materials, energy, arrays...
Every breakthrough from the other side struck precisely at his field of research, making the achievements he had been so proud of look like a pile of trash!
"Brother, losing your temper won't help."
A cool female voice rang out. Meng Hongchen stood with her arms folded against the wall, her expression equally unpleasant.
"That 'Ghost Consultant'... isn't competing with us at all. He's teaching us how things should be done!"
Those words hurt more than any insult.
Xiao Hongchen's body stiffened. That was right—the other side had never considered him an opponent. Every time, he waited until Xiao Hongchen released his results before crushing them with something more advanced and more thorough.
It felt like a college student looking at an elementary schooler's olympiad math problems.
"I refuse to accept this!" Xiao Hongchen gritted his teeth. "If he can do it, so can we! Sis, let's join forces!"
Meng Hongchen raised her head, a trace of determination flashing in her eyes.
"Fine! The two of us—one specializing in powerful offense, the other in control—will fuse our core arrays and create a true 'dual-core linkage' Soul Tool! I refuse to believe he can surpass that