Gravity Rewriter

"Hiss--"

"Boom--"

Na'er, who was watching television in the living room, was startled by the explosion from behind her. Only after recognizing that the sound had come from Mo Yuan's room did she let out a sigh of relief and sit back down.

After spending the past few days around him, she had completely gotten used to the noises that occasionally came from Mo Yuan's room. Her parents had told her that her big brother was conducting some special experiments inside.

She would sometimes hear Mo Yuan muttering some strange terms, but she couldn't understand a word of them.

Inside the room, Mo Yuan stared at the metal cube before him, which was emitting black smoke, and continued calculating in his mind.

"This should count as a success, right?"

As he thought, Mo Yuan reached out and pressed the top of the metal cube. The next moment, a strange fluctuation spread out from it.

Mo Yuan suddenly felt his body become incredibly light. His feet left the ground in an instant, and he floated into the air just like that.

The other things in the room also seemed to have lost their gravity and began floating one after another.

"Not bad. It looks like this Gravity Rewriter was a great success. My research direction was correct."

With a thought from Mo Yuan, the metal cube stopped operating. The gravity in the room immediately returned to normal, and Mo Yuan landed steadily on the floor. The other objects also returned to their original positions.

"The technology in the Herrscher of Reason Core really is viable. Although Honkai energy and Soul Power are completely different things, as long as their basic principles are compatible, they can be used after making a few modifications."

That was right. Mo Yuan's Martial Soul was not actually a blank slate. It contained a great deal of knowledge and blueprints, but they were not directly applicable to the Douluo Continent.

To recreate them, he had to modify them first.

This Gravity Rewriter was something Mo Yuan had extracted from the foundational technology of Stellar Sea Harmony. Through certain technological methods, it simulated the authority of the Herrscher of Rock Core.

It could not only cancel out the surrounding gravitational field, but also increase gravity and achieve the classic effect of gravity-based body tempering.

"If nothing unexpected happens, I should be able to fully understand this technology soon, and then create Mimetic Stellar Sea Harmony."

Mo Yuan rested his chin on his hand and thought.

"Knock, knock, knock--"

Na'er's voice came from outside the door.

"Big brother, someone outside is looking for you. He says his name is Tang Wulin, and he's your classmate."

Tang Wulin? Looks like he finally figured things out.

"Okay, I'll be right out."

At the entrance, Tang Wulin looked at Na'er before him and remained silent.

Is this Mo Yuan's younger sister? Why doesn't she look anything like him?

Mo Yuan put the Gravity Rewriter into the Storage Soul Tool. Only after confirming that he had left nothing behind did he go outside.

"Brother Mo Yuan, I..."

"Alright, whatever it is, come out and talk."

Mo Yuan stopped Tang Wulin from speaking and motioned for him to follow.

After leaving, the two made their way to the teaching building. Mo Yuan found an empty classroom, led Tang Wulin inside, and locked the door behind them.

"So? You finally figured it out?"

Tang Wulin nodded.

Over the past few days, he had also asked his father to make inquiries. The price of Soul Spirits at the Aolai City Spirit Pagoda was indeed as expensive as Mo Yuan had said. Judging from Tang Ziran's income, after covering their basic expenses, it would take at least several years to save that much money.

After all, Tang Ziran was only an ordinary repairman. His wages were barely enough to support the family.

Later, his father had taken him to learn forging from Master Mang Tian, but the money he earned as an apprentice there was nothing special either. It would still take a long time to save enough.

Thinking of this, Tang Wulin couldn't help clenching his fists.

He couldn't give up this opportunity to make money.

Mo Yuan naturally knew about this situation as well, which was why he had gone straight for the simplest money-based approach. He wasn't worried that Tang Wulin would refuse.

After all, who would turn down money?

Even so, Mo Yuan still wanted to complain about whether Mang Tian's thought process was defective, or if hammering metal had hammered his brains stupid.

Mang Tian clearly considered him a forging prodigy, yet he was unwilling to lend Tang Wulin even a little money.

Mo Yuan refused to believe that Mang Tian, a fifth-level grandmaster, had no money. Could it be that Mang Tian saw Tang Wulin's first Soul Ring was white and didn't want his disciple to surpass him?

Emm...

Forget it. Mo Yuan shook his head and cast this bizarre conjecture out of his mind.

"So, Brother Mo Yuan, what do you need me to cooperate with?" Tang Wulin asked.

"This is simple. You don't even need to do anything." Mo Yuan waved his hand. The Herrscher of Reason's authority activated, and several metal spheres vanished from the Storage Soul Tool. A massive Soul Tool device appeared in the center of the room, almost filling the entire empty classroom.

He pointed at a glass chamber in the center of the machine. "Just lie inside. Then, no matter what happens, don't move around."

"Ah, okay." Tang Wulin had never seen such a setup before and was immediately frightened.

But his desire to make money ultimately won out, and he quickly lay down inside.

Mo Yuan lightly tapped the Soul Tool screen with his finger, and several mechanical arms extended from around the machine.

Under his control, the various detection devices connected to the mechanical arms were secured to Tang Wulin's body one after another.

A metal helmet was also fastened onto Tang Wulin's head.

A huge amount of data began jumping across the Soul Tool screen.

Mo Yuan stared at the Soul Tool screen without blinking and murmured, "Tang Wulin, let me see what kind of Bloodline is inside you."

At first, Tang Wulin was still nervous as he lay in the glass chamber. But as time passed, his eyelids suddenly grew heavy. A powerful wave of drowsiness struck him, and he soon fell into a deep sleep.

"Beep--"

After an unknown amount of time, a buzzing sound suddenly rang beside Tang Wulin's ear.

He opened his eyes blankly and stared at the ceiling in a daze.

"You're awake? If you're awake, get up."

Mo Yuan's face suddenly appeared in his field of vision. Tang Wulin blinked, and his muddled mind gradually cleared. He also realized what he had been doing earlier.

He sat up. "Brother Mo Yuan, this... Is it over already?"

"What else? You've been asleep for two hours. Isn't that enough?" Mo Yuan rolled his eyes and placed a stack of Federation Coins, along with a small case, in Tang Wulin's arms. "Here are ten thousand Federation Coins. Count them yourself, then hurry home. If you're any later, your parents will report you missing to the Law Enforcement Hall."

"Ah, okay." Tang Wulin hurriedly began counting the money. Only after counting it three times did he put it all into the case.

"Thank you, Brother Mo Yuan." Holding the case, he bowed deeply to Mo Yuan.

This one payment covered a full one-seventh of the money he needed for his Soul Spirit!

Mo Yuan waved his hand. "No need to thank me. We each got what we needed. If I need anything in the future, I'll come find you again."

"Mm!" Tang Wulin nodded gratefully, hugged the case, and hurried away as if he were afraid Mo Yuan might change his mind.

Only after Tang Wulin had completely disappeared did Mo Yuan turn to look at the data compiled on the Soul Tool screen beside him.

"This was beyond my expectations. That ten thousand was quite well spent."