Lifelines

On a hill in northern Great Qin, a towering steel tower was erected. Several Magnetic Field Power users assembled this massive tower like building blocks. Iron chains stretched across mountains and rivers, like blood vessels in the human body, except that electric current flowed through them.

"That's it, gentlemen. At this pace, we can finish laying the tracks for this entire mountain today. In a few months, the nights throughout the country will be illuminated by alternating current!"

A man in a coat kept adjusting the instruments in his hands. Bai Mo was clearly making the most of every available resource. This was the Heroic Spirit summoned from Chaldea to help him—Nikola Tesla.

He looked at the rows of power lines, his face full of excitement.

"Tesla, the mountain stream to the north also needs electricity, and the terrain there is perfect for building a hydroelectric dam. Also, a gentleman wants to build a martial arts school on that mountain, and he hopes that the children who practice martial arts won't have to walk by candlelight."

He'll handle the circuits over there himself; just remember to only give one notification to the person in charge.

"Understood, Mr. Bai Mo. Give me a rough sketch of a hydroelectric dam in thirty minutes."

Thank you.

"No, I should be thanking you for letting me participate in such a great project. I can't wait to get back and use this as a topic to thoroughly ridicule that mediocre person!"

Bai Mo nodded to him, then handed him a set of perfectly prepared stable nuclear materials. They were radiation-free, completely stable, and even an infant could touch them.

"Use this to generate electricity first. All you need is a small water tank. The power plant construction will primarily focus on combustion-based power generation devices for the time being."

After leaving those words, Bai Mo vanished. Tesla watched him go, a smile of immense satisfaction on his face. In all his life, this was the first time he'd ever seen his boss actually come down to work in person.

Other Magnetic Field Power users are doing things according to the original design, but not everyone is willing to do these things.

A young powerhouse with only 120,000 horses assembled the iron tower on the mountainside. Clearly, he didn't have the patience for tedious procedures and instead tried to secure the steel with his own strength.

But it was clear that he did not have ideal control over his strength; the entire steel frame twisted, and the tower teetered on the brink of collapse.

Damn it!

He grabbed the tower to prevent it from collapsing, but in the next instant, a figure steadied it first, and the twisted steel bars were restored to their original state.

"Be careful, buddy, once you break it, it won't be so easy to fix."

The young powerhouse looked up and saw a shirtless man with a single, glowing ahoge standing there.

"Um... who are you?"

"Me? I was just passing by, seeing what those guys were doing, and maybe getting a free meal... There's so much going on, but that's what people usually call life."

And you, young man? You seem to have something on your mind. Would you like to chat with this idle stranger of mine?

Seeing this, the young powerhouse felt, for some reason, that he couldn't muster any resistance against this guy, and even had an urge to tell him everything that was on his mind.

"I... yes, I respect Her Highness Anastasia's Regent husband, but I don't want to do this kind of thing. I could be lying on a comfortable sofa, drinking wine and eating barbecue, thinking about that ballerina I've recently taken a liking to, and planning a date."

Instead of stringing wires here, I honestly don't need these things. I have no intention of cultivating; my power is already sufficient for my own comfort.

Hearing the words of the young powerhouse before him, Bai Wunan smiled, patted him on the shoulder, and said earnestly:

"Hmm, that sounds really nice, a ballet girl. What do you talk about on your date?"

Bai Wunan's words left him speechless. He then put his arm around the young powerhouse's shoulder and said:

What are you going to talk to her about? How soft your sofa is, how good the chef who makes your barbecue is, or that you're a heavy drinker?

Listen to me, buddy. If all you have is this, then if you want to win that girl, you can only rely on your own strength. And if one day a man appears who is stronger than you and has even one more advantage, you will lose.

But if you build up Russia's power grid, look at these unassuming irons; they will illuminate her ballet theater and her toes.

And at that time, you'll be an extraordinary person. That way, when she goes out with you, she can proudly talk about your contributions and greatness. And she'll certainly be more than happy to use the electricity you bring to light up the stage and dance with you."

Bai Wunan patted the young powerhouse on the back, left with a subtle smile, and departed. The young powerhouse was stunned for several seconds before he reacted.

"Why would I say these things to a stranger..."

He shook his head and continued working, but now he was clearly more patient and enthusiastic. Before long, a burly man came up to him again, and the white-haired man in a vest took the wire from his side.

"Let me help. I've finished mine, all that's left is yours."

On this green mountain, Electric Eye looked helplessly at the group of children on the grass, and then at Tiandao who had just returned, clearly finding it hard to believe.

"Bro, so this is the life you wanted. Good heavens, I thought you always wanted to lie on a waterbed in a skyscraper and play cards with four top female celebrities."

"... That was when you were young, Dongni."

Tiandao smiled and shook his head, then got up and led a group of children to practice boxing. There was a fairly large courtyard on the mountain, with all kinds of facilities.

Dongni looked at him and felt a pang of emotion. The Great White Shark he once was no longer a menacing creature; he was practically a little goldfish.

Then, he slapped his thigh and got up from the rattan rocking chair.

"Second brother, help me get a classroom too. These kids aren't superhuman; they can't just keep boxing forever. Let me teach them some mechanical skills. They'll definitely be better off than you, a martial arts instructor."

Upon hearing Electric Eye's words, Tiandao was taken aback at first, then smiled and nodded at him.