Friend

After Jiang Nannan left, Xu Feng was just about to go cultivate when his good friend arrived.

Yo, yo, our big romantic, how come you are all by yourself?

A voice carrying a hint of banter and playfulness came from his mind, interrupting Xu Feng's train of thought.

March, you have time now. Xu Feng smiled slightly, the spirit power within his body rapidly condensing into shape as his martial soul appeared.

Immediately after, March 7th's figure directly appeared in front of him.

Although this body was constructed from his spirit power, the soul and memories came entirely from the original person.

That young girl who had fought side by side with him on the Astral Express and experienced countless adventures together.

For March 7th, this feeling was like creating a small alternative account in a brand new game.

And every time she entered this body, it was as natural and smooth as logging into an account.

Hey, Uncle Yang and Sister Himeko are already thinking of ways. After all, that is the means of the Joy Aeon, and even Ms. Herta cannot solve it.

March 7th sighed, simply explaining the situation over at the Astral Express. Xu Feng's sudden disappearance had scared everyone half to death.

Especially the conductor, who had just thrown out a trash can and the next second saw Xu Feng disappear into thin air, immediately fainting on the spot.

If Aha had not left a note, the conductor probably would have driven the express all over the cosmos looking for people.

However, the conductor's evaluation of Aha in his heart had gone from the worst Nameless to the absolute worst Nameless.

It was only after Xu Feng converted March 7th into a Three-Star that he gradually learned about these matters.

He discovered that this martial soul of his was directly linked to his account, with all character appearances unlocked and all favorability maxed out.

However, why do you never use this lady's abilities!

March 7th suddenly put her hands on her hips, puffed out her cheeks in dissatisfaction, and stared straight at Xu Feng with those eyes.

Although the time dilation between the two worlds was different, March 7th had waited a solid six years.

Six years! Xu Feng had actually never used her power even once, which made it impossible for her to bear.

Xu Feng looked at the March 7th in front of him with a face full of astonishment.

When did you awaken the Path of Elation? Do you think it is normal for a grown man like me to wear a skirt?

Xu Feng's martial soul Currency War had another usage, similar to the class cards in the Fate series, where he could have the powers of these friends possess his own body.

However, this possession was not ordinary; the clothes and hair would be directly affected, transforming into the appearance of the corresponding character.

If Xu Feng really used March 7th's ability, his hair would turn pink and he would wear that iconic skirt.

At the mere thought of that scene, Xu Feng could not help but shudder.

He had never used this ability precisely because he did not want to face such an embarrassing situation.

Yet he never expected that March 7th had been looking forward to this matter all along.

After all, I need to take pictures of your condition and send them back to everyone. Since that is the case, of course I want to take novel photos.

March 7th raised the camera in her hand, aiming the lens at Xu Feng. This was her exclusive mission.

Every day she would come over to take a few photos and bring them back to the Astral Express so everyone could see how Xu Feng was getting along in this world.

Of course, if she could capture some interesting pictures, that would be even more perfect.

If you take these photos, they will be way too novel.

Xu Feng waved his hands repeatedly, his face written all over with resistance.

He certainly did not want to board the Astral Express one day only to find that photos of himself in women's clothing were circulating across the entire cosmos. That kind of scenario was simply more terrifying than the apocalypse.

When the time came, not only would Uncle Yang laugh until he could not straighten his back, and Sister Himeko watch the fun while holding coffee, even Dan Heng's eternally unchanging cold face would probably crack.

Not to mention Ms. Herta, who would likely record this as interesting experimental data and publicize it to the whole world.

Alright, alright, then I am heading back to the express first. Whenever you encounter any danger, you can call me anytime. After all, we are the best partners.

March 7th put away the camera and waved at Xu Feng. After saying these words, her gaze instantly turned hollow, clearly showing that the original body had gone offline.

Seeing this, Xu Feng withdrew the spirit power maintaining the body, and March 7th's figure dissipated into thin air.

Xu Feng took a deep breath and returned to his room to continue cultivating.

Tomorrow he would officially enter the academy, and he really did not want any trouble on the first day, hoping only for peace and quiet.

However, the next day, after truly joining the Sun Moon Royal Soul Guidance Academy, Xu Feng regretted why he had agreed to his imperial father to join.

Prince of Qin!

Xu Feng ran desperately forward, looking as thoroughly disheveled as anything except the Prince of Qin who had slain countless enemies on the battlefield.

Behind him, a group of female students had eyes that almost turned into pink hearts as they waved handkerchiefs and screamed in pursuit.

Xu Feng ran for a long time before finally catching a glimpse of a research lab at the end of the corridor with its door ajar.

He lunged inside in a single stride, slammed the door shut with a backhand motion, and leaned his back against the door panel, panting heavily.

Hearing the footsteps of that group of female students outside gradually fade away, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, raised a hand, and wiped the sweat from his brow.

Yo, our Prince of Qin is really popular, winning the hearts of the academy's girls on just the first day.

Xiao Hongchen leaned against the experimental bench, holding a metal rod as he relentlessly bantered with his good friend.

Stop talking such sarcastic nonsense, Xiao, do you have water here?

Whenever class ended, Xu Feng was subjected to this kind of pursuit state, and he was long exhausted.

He had not expected to run blindly into Xiao Hongchen's research lab, where he could finally get some rest.

After all, facing enemies, he could hit back without mercy, but facing these girls full of adoration, he truly had no countermeasure.

He could not hit them, could not scold them, and even putting on a stern face to scare them would be interpreted as the cold Prince of Qin being so handsome.

He even suspected whether he had walked into the wrong place. What kind of academy was this? It was clearly some kind of enthusiastic fan club.

My research lab is not so poorly stocked that it lacks even water.

Xiao Hongchen tossed a water cup over and then pointed at the water dispenser on the other side.

Xu Feng caught the cup, walked over to the dispenser to draw a cup of cold water, and tilted his head back to gulp down a few mouthfuls. The icy liquid slid down his throat, finally calming his restless heart slightly.

He carried the cup over to Xiao Hongchen's side, his gaze falling upon the pile of bizarre parts in front of him.

What kind of soul guidance device are you researching here?

A soul guidance device? Stop joking around, this is an epoch-making invention, and I, Xiao Hongchen, am a man destined to go down in history!

Xiao Hongchen raised his head, spinning the metal rod in his fingertips before pointing it toward the semi-finished device on the experimental table.

That thing looked like an iron box, its interior crammed with gears, pipes, and unknown mechanisms, with several thick springs wrapped around the exterior.

Xiao Hongchen patted it proudly.

This thing I invented right now is completely driven without spirit power!

Once successful, it will truly achieve a state where everyone can use it. Even an ordinary person without spirit power can operate it with ease.

Xu Feng raised an eyebrow. Although he only had a smattering of knowledge about soul guidance technology, he still understood what driving something without spirit power meant.

That would completely shatter the barrier between soul masters and ordinary people, allowing technology to truly serve every commoner.

He put down his water cup and leaned in closer to look at that iron box.

So what use does this thing have?

All along, Xu Feng had not understood these scientific research projects of theirs very well.

Explaining those complex scientific technologies to him meant he could not understand at all, which was far less direct than simply asking about its usage.

Xiao Hongchen rolled his eyes, quite dissatisfied with Xu Feng's illiteracy, but still patiently explained the usage.

It is just a machine for washing clothes.

A washing machine?!

Xu Feng was dumbfounded, his eyes widening in disbelief as he stared at the arrogant-beyond-compare youth in front of him.

Xiao Hongchen, the grandson of the Mingde Hall master, the Sun Moon Empire's youngest soul master genius.

Was actually cooped up in this research lab piled with parts, tinkering with a machine to wash clothes.

A washing machine? This name is good. If it succeeds, let us call it that name then.

Xiao Hongchen completely ignored Xu Feng's shock, instead feeling that the name was quite fitting.

He picked up a pen, wrote the three characters for washing machine on the blueprint beside the experimental table, and then examined it with satisfaction.

If you like it.

Xu Feng did not know what else to say either, and could only shake his head helplessly.

Who would have thought that a place like Mingde Hall, famous for researching large-scale lethal weapons, would actually feature someone like Xiao Hongchen who was willing to spend time for ordinary commoners.

Those lofty soul masters spent all day thinking about how to manufacture more powerful soul guidance cannons or stronger defensive shields, yet very few cared about the lives of ordinary people.

Meanwhile Xiao Hongchen, this usually proud and arrogant fellow, was right here in this tiny research lab, quietly designing things that could make life more convenient for ordinary people who did not even have spirit power.

Xu Feng leaned against the edge of the experimental bench, watching Xiao Hongchen meticulously debug the parts of that washing machine.

It seemed his arrival had truly caused quite a butterfly effect; at the very least, the original Xiao Hongchen would absolutely never have researched this.