Practicing magical skills by mistake will cause chaos in the world

"You don't even know what your daughter will study or when she will compete. The love between father and daughter is really deep. Be careful when you get old and she will extubate you."

Shi Feizhe looked at Shanwei's unreliable appearance and said with a sneer.

"..."

Shanwei thought for a while and said respectfully: "I am a rough man who only knows how to practice swords. There is no other thing than a sword!"

"Haha...it is true that apart from the sword, there is no brain left." Shi Feizhe nodded and said.

"After all, I have a daughter. When I get old, I will be alone!" Shanwei was rightly poked by Shi Feizhe. He was a little defensive and couldn't help but retort.

The pride of his life was his swordsmanship before and now his two daughters.

"Being alone is not a bad thing." Shi Feizhe said without breaking his guard, "Besides, I still have children in my hometown."

Shi Feizhe mentioned his hometown again. When he was young, Shanwei thought that Shi Feizhe might really have a hometown. Now he thinks that Shi Feizhe's hometown might be his own imagination.

Who has a home and doesn’t want to go back?

Shanwei is now several decades old, and his emotional intelligence has greatly improved. He wisely changed the subject and said, "What's the next game?"

"Welding." Shi Feizhe said.

"ha?"

"Seamless welding. It can weld two pieces of metal with different materials together, which is very useful." Shi Feizhe said.

Shanwei saw that the power competition was over, and in the end one athlete moved 102 blocks to break the record and win the championship.

After that, just as Shi Feizhe said, several more athletes came out, pulled the wires, their eyes were shining, and began to weld the metal.

Shanwei thought it would be more interesting than moving rocks.

"Why?" Shanwei couldn't help but ask.

"Why?" Shi Feizhe was puzzled.

"Why have Jianghu become like this?" Shanwei couldn't help but ask the question in his heart: "Jianghu, shouldn't it be about martial arts, shouldn't it be about fighting and killing, shouldn't it be about sword energy?"

"Why did it turn into a welding competition?"

"Because I've been here before!" Shi Feizhe said, "How simple it is."

"I came from a far away place, can't I come here in vain?"

"Do you think so?" Shi Feizhe said.

It's you big-headed devil!

When you come, you will change the world!

Who the hell is this person!

Shanwei discovered that this friend actually had the same paranoid thoughts as he did decades ago.

He stopped talking and just continued to watch the game silently.

In addition to welding, there is also the transfer of heat and cold.

There were two strange stoves, one with fire, one with ice, and a hollow tube in the middle. Through the real air, the heat of the two stoves is converted to each other.

Turn the burning stove into a freezing stove, and turn the freezing stove into a burning stove.

What's the use of this?

Shanwei felt baffled.

After that, there were things like current transmission, oxygen control, centrifugal separation, etc. Shanwei looked at it in a daze.

Fortunately, the two commentators were very interesting and their words were lively and humorous. He probably understood... 30%.

Wait, wait!

Finally he waited until his daughter appeared.

"It's coming! It's coming!" Shanwei saw his daughter and her teammates appear.

"Oh? I didn't expect your daughter to be involved in this project." Shi Feizhe saw Shan Juanjuan.

He has not seen Shanjuanjuan for many years. The last time he saw her was more than ten years ago, when Shanjuanjuan was in high school.

"What is this project?"

"It's artificial starch." Shi Feizhe said.

"Huh?" Shanwei said he didn't understand.

"Starch is the main component of the food we eat, and it is also an important industrial raw material. Once this technology breaks through, it will change the entire world."

"It's possible for us to break out of this planet." Shi Feizhe said.

"Huh?" Shanwei still didn't understand.

If he didn't understand, he could only continue to see the scene, which was divided into four stages. There were four groups of people tinkering with equipment that he couldn't understand.

"What are they..." Shanwei listened to the commentator's explanation for a while and expressed that he didn't understand. He still had the shame to ask Shi Feizhe.

"They have four synthetic starch routes." Shi Feizhe said: "The theory of synthetic starch is very simple. It uses high-concentration carbon dioxide as raw material, then uses high-energy electricity to synthesize hydrocarbons, and finally generates starch."

In Shi Feizhe's previous life, artificial starch synthesis had just begun, requiring many steps and enzymes to convert it.

But in this world, there are...incredible martial arts.

Not only have there been breakthroughs in artificial starch, there have even been breakthroughs in controllable nuclear fusion.

Thinking about the previous world, using these things to fight and kill, it was just...

Shi Feizhe continued: "Although there is a starting point and a goal, how to achieve it is the problem."

"It's like going from A to B, a total of a hundred miles apart. Some people choose to walk there, some choose to fly there, and some people choose to jump over."

Shi Feizhe gave an example to make Shanwei understand.

Coupled with the explanations of the two commentators on the radio, Shanwei understood that as long as his daughter produced the most artificial starch among the four groups, she would win.

"So, which of these four routes is correct?" Shanwei suddenly thought of this question.

"They are all correct." Shi Feizhe said: "They are all in the experimental stage and are being prepared for large-scale production."

Knowing this, Shanwei shouted to the competition: "Shanjuanjuan, come on! Shanjuanjuan, come on!"

Shan Juanjuan was debugging the instrument and inputting the true qi to start the equipment. Suddenly, she heard her father's shout. Her true qi almost trembled and burned the equipment.

He was so scared that cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Fortunately, her mentor saw it and said gently: "Don't be nervous, just play normally."

"Okay!"

"Is it your father who came to cheer you up?" The mentor was a middle-aged man with white hair.

"Yes."

"I also hope that my family will come to cheer me up, but unfortunately they are all gone! Since my family is here, let them see what you can do!" The mentor said encouragingly.

"Well!" Shan Juanjuan pressed both hands on the instrument. It was a spherical shape, filled with invisible high-concentration carbon dioxide.

These carbon dioxides are exactly what his mentor is good at, temperament separation, separating gases of different properties in the air.

Shan Juanjuan has touched the barrier, and there is a slight change in her true qi.

Will is power, and power is will! The rolling true qi is converted into electrical energy, carrying her special true qi, changing the world inside the ball little by little.

Something white like snowflakes slowly appeared in the invisible high-concentration carbon dioxide sphere.

That was artificially synthesized starch!

As her synthetic starch appeared, light pink also appeared in the various equipment of the other three groups.

The competition entered a fierce stage!