Li Chen smiled again at those words but said little else.
It was not that he was hiding his abilities or deliberately concealing anything. With knowledge like this, he could hardly exchange ideas and learn fast enough; hoarding it offered no benefit.
But first, as He Ran himself had said, their attainments as Puppet Masters were woefully inadequate. They could not follow the thinking of someone like him, who was approaching the level of a Master Artisan. Second, he still had doubts about the matter himself, with many key techniques and principles he had yet to fully integrate, so there was little he could say.
In truth, the "Thunder Dragon Spits Its Core" he spoke of was nothing profoundly mystical.
Earlier, aboard his Flying Chair, he had discovered that its built-in Thunder Gang Magnetic Ring could fire needles with a few modifications. That meant this world already had finished Mechanism Devices that employed the same principle.
That was right-it was something that had existed on Earth in his previous life: an electromagnetic cannon!
But perhaps because this world possessed such means as Gang Essence force and protective Magic Power, long-range attacks were ineffective. Purely physical impacts, in particular, suffered a drastic drop in killing power once they lost the reinforcement of Gang-piercing power.
He had plenty of other ways to kill enemies and was himself a Foundation Establishment cultivator. Why expend so much effort for so little reward?
Even killing enemies with brute force would probably outperform this sort of weapon.
Perhaps that was also why electromagnetic cannon technology had never fully developed in this world.
In fact, this highlighted another major problem.
As with the mechanical intelligence architecture he had previously focused on, cultivators in this world placed excessive importance on things possessing spiritual essence, while giving little attention