From the Soul Engine to the Ji Mechanized Douluo

In the courtyard of the back room of Chen's Iron Shop, when the early morning sunshine had just climbed up the wall, and the cool and comfortable spring breeze blew through the screen window, Chen Lin stood in the middle of the courtyard with an inexplicable nervousness, holding a fist-sized grenade in his hand. No, it was Unstable soul power storage tank.

"Dad, don't be afraid. Inject less soul power and it won't explode too much." Chen Hong hid his body behind a wall and exposed a crystal lens from the cracks in the bricks. Only through the refraction of light can he see There is an eye on the smooth mirror surface.

Chen Lin looked at the man hiding behind the wall. He didn't even dare to show his eyes directly. He chose to use mirror reflection to check the outside situation, and he became more and more uneasy.

I'm a turtle! You want me not to be afraid. Look, are you speaking human language? Won't it explode too much? Seeing your solid self-protection measures, do you think I will believe your lies?

Chen Lin complained vigorously in his heart, feeling increasingly troubled by the sealed copper can in his hand.

But he called me daddy.

Thinking of this, Chen Lin was also heartbroken, and temporarily chose to listen to Chen Hong's lies. He summoned his three yellow, yellow, and purple soul rings, activated his soul power to cover his arms, and then followed Chen Hong's remote command, bit by bit. Inject soul power into the 'grenade' through the soul power wire.

Buzz.

With the slow infusion of soul power, Chen Lin soon felt that the metal wall outside the copper can in his hand was expanding little by little, as if something was growing rapidly inside.

"Stop! Close the valve, dad, be careful to prevent explosions!"

Seeing that the charge had almost reached the limit of the small copper can, Chen Hong immediately called out to Chen Lin and reminded the other party to pay attention to emergencies.

"." When Chen Lin heard this, his heart tightened, but he still bit the bullet and stopped injecting soul power. At the same time, he twisted the valve above the copper tank to form a closed energy loop. With the help of its own pressure and the toughness of the material itself, the copper The tank has its own internal circulation!

In view of the excellent thermal conductivity of copper, as soon as the valve was closed, Chen Lin felt that the copper can in his hand began to slowly become hot, and even the bottle began to deform slightly and swell. Fortunately, in the end, it did not change as Chen Hong said. It exploded instantly like that, but it was a little hot to hold in your hands.

"How do you feel, Dad?" Chen Hong shouted from behind the wall.

"It's a bit hot to the touch. Your bottle also seems to be a bit bulging. I feel like if I inject a little more soul power, it might explode. What are you doing?"

Chen Lin felt the hot copper pot in his hand and told Chen Hong exactly what he felt.

Faced with many of Chen Hong's deviant thinking logic, Chen Lin felt that he could not keep up. Although everyone seemed to be blacksmiths. But compared with Chen Hong, Chen Lin felt that he was a primitive man and could only Complete some relatively simple processes.

"Didn't you say that I need a soul power storage device? Isn't this just a sudden idea, and I am doing a soul power storage experiment? It looks pretty good at the moment. The rest of the process is to constantly experiment with new materials, and finally find a device with the ability to store soul power. Soul-containing mithril is still too simple and can only be used for energy-conducting lines.”

"The time is almost up. To avoid unnecessary danger, don't open the can in your hands. Just throw it to the corner and see how powerful the explosion is. Then you can judge how much soul power is left in it. Wait! Don't come to me. Throw it! Hey!" Through the gap between the bricks, Chen Hong suddenly saw his stupid father throwing the jar containing a certain amount of high-pressure soul power towards the corner where he was!

No, you are cheating on your father, but you are cheating on your son!

boom!

A dull air explosion sounded, and a head-sized blast of air exploded in the corner where Chen Hong was. The sound was not very loud, and the power was not very strong, but the shock wave generated by the explosion and the inertia of Chen Lin's throwing were still shocking. The brick wall fell down, and the bricks fell, instantly burying Chen Hong underneath.

"Fuck! My son!" Seeing Chen Hong buried under the wall, Chen Lin was shocked and rushed over, quickly overturning the bricks and stones, trying to dig out Chen Hong.

Pressed under the bricks and stones, Chen Hong looked disgraced: "."

There were not many walls, so Chen Lin quickly dug out the dusty Chen Hong from under the rubble.

"Okay, don't be sorry. I already hold a grudge. If something good happens next time, I will be the first to come to you." Chen Hong patted the dust on his body, then glared at Chen Lin who was laughing beside him, and then entered the room. Find spare clothes and wash yourself off.

After filling himself with water, Chen Hong sat in the large bathtub in the back room, leaning his head outside, watching the little yellow duck floating in the bathtub and couldn't help but fall into a trance.

He was not thinking about issues such as buoyancy and density, but was thinking about his own soul power storage experiment.

‘The idea of ​​​​compressing soul power is called compression inscription pattern. If you say it is complicated, it will be different from the style of this world. ’

Chen Hong borrowed part of his previous life's experience and accidentally created a soul-guiding inscription that could compress soul power. This opened up Chen Hong's perspective on the world of soul power.

If soul power can be compressed, can it be compressed into a liquid state? Hmm. It's better to wait until you are strong enough before you try it, so as not to blow yourself up. It's not cost-effective.

However, Chen Hong had a good idea in his mind, that is, a disposable portable soul skill launcher.

The specific content is to make different types of grenades with energy patterns with different effects, namely inscriptions. When a certain effect is needed, the grenade is thrown out, and the high-pressure soul power is stimulated from the inside, and through the soul guide metal with different types of inscriptions engraved on the outside, the high-pressure soul power is translated into soul skills with different effects.

But isn't this idea a bit silly? Why don't I just make a permanent soul skill launcher in one step?

Well. Isn't that the traditional soul guide on the mainland now?

"So. My direction seems to be right. The rest is continuous practice, practice to produce materials with energy storage properties, and practice to produce alloys with more scientific and reasonable structures."

Chen Hong's brain was constantly thinking rapidly, and his eyes became brighter and brighter.

He found that since he got rid of his inherent cognition, looking at this new fantasy new world, the underlying logic of the whole world has become more and more clear in his eyes.

Sure enough, the world is dialectical and metaphysical. If it doesn't work, drop out. Dialectics is still a big score!

"We need to find an angel investor. Dad is too useless. Someone coming from the Spirit Hall headquarters might be an opportunity."

Chen Hongguang got up and dressed, then dismantled the 0.2 generation soul engine in his backpack, embezzled the precious materials from Chen Lin's father's private collection, and used a sharp soul guide knife to formally perfect the first generation soul engine according to the conclusions obtained from the last two experiments.

Abbreviation: The first generation of the ultimate invincible overlord war god soul engine!

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