Chapter 113: Professor Ma’s Ability
“Did my mom go back?”
Su Huan narrowed his eyes and looked at Yu Jing, who didn’t even lift her head, with great interest. “You already know?”
“The train is only so big. If she’s not in the kitchen and doesn’t return to the room, where else can she go?”
Yu Jing said indifferently.
“That night, my mom was with you too, right?”
“Didn’t you already know?”
“That’s it then.”
Su Huan’s forehead darkened. The spoiled child was trying to trick him into talking.
However, both of them were smart people and didn’t continue on this boring topic.
“How’s the exoskeleton modification going?”
“So far, it’s going fairly smoothly. There’s not much that needs modification. These exoskeletons are just too simple, and their functions are too single-purpose. I want to try adding a few useful modules without changing their basic framework. Professor Ma has already helped me solve the circuit issues.”
“Right, most of these exoskeletons currently rely on lithium batteries for power…”
“Issue a task: go find Jiang Rong!”
Treating your dad like a power bank.
Su Huan walked toward the carriage at the back with a dark face, grumbling, “I think if you can’t install these things back…”
Behind him, Yu Jing stretched lazily. A hint of contemplation flashed in her phoenix eyes. Although Su Huan was a bit malicious, possessive, petty, and such, her mother would always suffer losses being by his side, but there was no need to worry about other losses.
……
As soon as he entered car 11, Su Huan froze there.
What appeared before his eyes was a wondrous scene.
Drones floating in mid-air weren’t surprising, but their blades weren’t turning!
Various miscellaneous items—clothes, shoes, tablets, mobile phones… even pliers and flashlights—were suspended in the carriage.
The slight weightlessness under his feet made him feel like he had entered a space capsule. The hem of his clothes floating up as he tiptoed slightly confirmed it wasn’t an illusion.
The gravity in this carriage was off.
Suddenly, the various objects began to gradually fall. Su Huan walked into car 12, where a bunch of students had gathered around an old man with graying temples.
The latter opened his eyes and smiled warmly at Su Huan. “This is truly magical strength. It makes me feel ten years younger.”
The surrounding students saw Su Huan and respectfully made way for him.
Compared to adults who had struggled in society, this group of students had a more subtle attitude toward authority. They would go through a process from blind obedience to rebellion to awe.
In the adult world, the strong don’t need reasons.
Knowing he’s strong is enough. His words become truth until he falls from that position, forgotten by all.
But students are always curious. They will probe why you’re strong, why your words are truth and theirs aren’t. In this process of drawing silk from cocoons, they begin to feel contempt or worship.
Even if the strong fall from the altar, this faith rooted in their youth becomes increasingly precious with time and won’t easily shake.
And Su Huan had gradually transformed from a “strong man” with some martial prowess in their cognition to a “strong one” with profound understanding of the apocalypse and evolution.
He had knowledge, ability, management talent, goals, and a righteous spirit willing to help others.
That’s why he could manage such a massive train and make over a thousand people willingly follow his lead.
Without Su Huan even knowing it, he already had the first batch of firm supporters since the apocalypse.
Yes, the first batch.
Yu Yue didn’t count. Her faith was too soft and needed Su Huan to reinforce it constantly.
Su Huan looked at the fading wrinkles and smoother skin on Professor Ma’s face, reached out with a light smile, and said, “Although I’ve said it many times, I still have to repeat it: welcome to the world of evolvers.”
Professor Ma grasped Su Huan’s hand and seriously said thank you.
Although he could tell this young man wasn’t as simple as he appeared on the surface, at his age, he didn’t care about such things anymore.
He valued more what to do now and what could be done in the future.
“Professor Ma’s ability is gravity control?”
Su Huan asked curiously.
Mentioning abilities, Professor Ma instantly became talkative, starting to tell him about various sensations during the evolution process and his guesses.
It had to be said, a scholar is a scholar.
When he evolved, all he thought was “battle feels great!” and nothing else.
Professor Ma even deduced several possible evolution paths through the existence of general energy.
For example, bloody resonance.
It’s just that it’s uncertain now which organ to eat.
Su Huan didn’t know much about evolution directions for gravity controllers either. After all, there were fewer controllers to begin with, and divided among various miscellaneous directions, there weren’t many left.
He didn’t hold anything back and told Professor Ma everything he knew, letting him choose.
Among the students, including Xiao Zhao, four had awakened.
Since this group was positioned overall as research personnel, it didn’t matter what field they awakened in. Even if they awakened as a defender, Su Huan couldn’t let them go hold guns.
“Is there anything you need me to do next?” After chatting about evolution, Professor Ma appropriately shifted to the main topic.
Su Huan nodded and said directly, “The stuff from the digital center has mostly been dismantled. I hope you lead the students to install them on the armored train and turn them into an information terminal.”
Professor Ma wasn’t surprised. He had led the students to do the dismantling, and when he saw the train, he vaguely had some guesses.
“Although the size is a bit large, modifying it shouldn’t be a problem.”
“I have three requirements for the information terminal. First is the information database: establish a stable one that won’t be eroded by general energy erosion. Second is intelligence; the standard doesn’t need to be too high—just the level of artificial intelligence from decades ago will do. It should be convenient for me to call functions or replace the driver to drive. The third point, and the most important one, is to monitor the entire situation inside and outside the train: get the drones flying to scout the surrounding environment.”
Professor Ma listened to Su Huan’s requirements, his face growing more serious.
If it was just installing surveillance cameras and such on the train, that wouldn’t be a big problem, since it was all wired communication.
Even intelligence was just a bit troublesome.
The most difficult part here was actually getting the drones to fly.
Professor Ma pondered and said, “After you told me last time that general energy hinders communication, I and the students researched it. Electromagnetic waves, infrared, and visible light communication have basically failed. Sound waves and mechanical waves haven’t been tried yet, but even if they work normally, the limitations are huge.”
“As for special media, we don’t have the conditions. So to restore normal communication, we can only start from general energy, but that’s not my strong suit. I can only try my best.”
Professor Ma spoke very objectively, and Su Huan didn’t pressure him.
In his previous life, when he defected, the Steel Council’s main communication method still relied on evolvers.
But it wasn’t impossible that other major forces had already researched general energy communication methods.
He was just taking a shot whether it hit or not.
If they researched it out, great; if not, that’s normal too.
Anyway, no one on the armored train could idle.
