Chapter 65: Late-night Visitor
But this way is pretty good too—someone to take the blame, and he could be a bit safer himself.
He just couldn’t figure it out: what was the point of modifying monsters?
Could it be that he could become a beast tamer or something?
Afterward, various media outlets arrived one after another, their flashbulbs blinding like they could dazzle a dog’s eyes.
After tossing the task of handling interviews to Du Yifan, Wu Xian quietly slipped away, deeply hiding his merits and name.
Once away from the crowd, he released the Laurel Branch for low-altitude travel—clearly less than a kilometer away, but he was just too lazy to walk.
“Hmm?”
His natal Laurel Branch faintly transmitted a trace of inexplicable sensation, but it vanished in an instant.
Looking back, there was nothing unusual, yet he always felt like someone was watching him from the shadows.
“An illusion?” Wu Xian pondered: “Or are there still some abyssal monsters that slipped through the net?”
He released Master Ma to deploy the Yin-Yang Dharma Eye, but found no traces of any abyssal monsters.
Stepping onto his flying sword, he returned to the North Street District Small Villa without incident all the way.
From afar, he saw Blondie and the others scavenging the neighbor’s trash can. Seeing him return, they happily came forward to hand over the goods.
Besides the trash scrap material, Blondie also brought a large batch of Insectoid Race Materials.
“Hiss~, did you exterminate the entire Insectoid Race clans?”
“Mainly because our Chicken King is too fierce—killing insectoid monsters is as easy as eating and drinking,” Blondie’s eyes were fawning yet respectful, already treating Wu Xian like reborn parents. “I’m even thinking of trying the Beginner Instance Area myself.”
“No rush, take it slow,” Wu Xian casually asked: “What about Old Zhao? Why didn’t he come with you?”
“Brother Zhao is dead set on joining the army; he went to enlist,” Blondie explained. “Now the trash team is under my charge. Once the brothers are up and running, I’ll enlist too to find Brother Zhao.”
Wu Xian sincerely felt happy for them. “Better than being trash collectors. Perform well after enlisting, and strive for a glorious return!”
“Definitely!”
Blondie and the others chatted and laughed as they took their leave.
Meanwhile, Wu Xian went to Boss Hu’s place to procure a batch of Mechanical Monster Materials, preparing to create all the other members in the 【Autobot】 Divine Diagram, to grind some mental power.
Yesterday’s Ox-Head and Horse-Face, plus the birth of his natal flying sword 【Laurel Branch】, had boosted his mental power by a huge margin.
The improvement efficiency was countless times faster than meditative cultivation.
Thus, Wu Xian started thinking about using original scroll paintings to grind mental power, and that group of Autobots in his mind was just right.
“Huh~ Brother Pillar’s divine diagram seems to have changed?”
You see, the Autobot Divine Diagram had been gathering dust in his sea of consciousness, never once condensed or improved.
But at this moment, Brother Pillar’s divine diagram imprint clearly had added some brightness and degree of law condensation.
After carefully sensing it, he discovered that Brother Pillar’s divine diagram imprint seemed to have gained an extra soul connection.
“Could it be that good big brother Tang Beng has made progress over there?”
At the very least, it meant Tang Beng had fully mastered Brother Pillar’s scroll painting concept and developed his own divine diagram insights and understanding.
He produced over a dozen Autobots in one go, and his mental power skyrocketed.
Then he replicated a batch of authorized original copies, boosting his mental power even more.
In the afternoon, Tang Beng drove over and brought the custom-made pigments for Brother Pillar, his face unable to hide his joy.
“Younger Brother, take a look at this batch of pigments—do they meet your expectations?”
Wu Xian glanced roughly at these industrially customized mechanical pigments and nodded in satisfaction. “A bit inferior to what I personally mix, but absolutely sufficient for mass production.”
“Alright, then we’ll go with this one.”
Tang Beng immediately called his father Tang Zhenghong to formally sign the contract with them.
“By the way, Younger Brother, I’ve got good news,” Tang Beng couldn’t contain his inner joy. “I’ve already mastered Brother Pillar’s scroll painting concept.”
“I sensed it from the divine diagram.” Wu Xian smiled knowingly.
“Ah?” Tang Beng was both shocked and suspicious. “Younger Brother, you’ve already created the soul divine diagram?”
Wu Xian neither confirmed nor denied it, smoothly handing over the authorized original copy of Bumblebee to Tang Beng. “Here, this is our next product. It’s called Bumblebee.”
“This this this…” Tang Beng was so excited he could hardly contain himself.
Wu Xian waved it off nonchalantly, curiously probing: “From what I know, the Autobot Divine Diagram has almost no law network at all, but it seems Brother Pillar has been improved by you a bit. How did you do it?”
At this, Tang Beng lit up with excitement, describing it to Wu Xian in a torrent of words.
Simply put, Tang Beng had accidentally discovered that after incorporating the concept of soul and temperature, Brother Pillar’s mechanical principles, machine body materials, machine body structure, and so on, all derived and expanded into huge optimization potential.
After a series of complex mechanical theories, Wu Xian was left stunned.
Good grief, could Tang Beng really be a genius in this area?
“You mean, you just performed a series of optimizations and improvements on Brother Pillar, and that elevated Brother Pillar’s soul divine diagram?” Wu Xian was secretly shocked.
“Probably,” Tang Beng nodded excitedly. “These past couple days, I’ve been planning to retouch Brother Pillar with this approach. If nothing unexpected happens, it should greatly enhance Brother Pillar’s combat performance.”
Wu Xian couldn’t help but fall into contemplation.
The law network in the Autobot Divine Diagram was pitifully scarce, almost non-existent space for condensing the divine diagram or comprehending the law network to improve.
Could it be that mechanical system divine diagrams didn’t need to rely on law networks for improvement in the first place?
Or rather, was Tang Beng’s method the way for mechanical system divine diagrams to touch law power?
“Big Brother Tang, cheer up. From now on, improving this set of divine diagrams is all on you.” Wu Xian encouraged solemnly.
“Mm!” Tang Beng nodded excitedly. “I have a feeling that as long as we follow this route, Brother Pillar is bound to rank among the top-tier mechanical scroll paintings, even surpassing today’s top mechanical scroll paintings!”
After some pleasantries and discussion, Tang Beng couldn’t wait to head back and study 【Bumblebee】.
“By the way, what about Sister Tiao? Still tinkering with her divine diagram?”
Tang Beng spread his hands helplessly. “She went home for a couple days a while back, came back all dazed and muttering. Father and I even thought about taking her to see a psychologist.”
“Alright then.”
After seeing off Tang Beng, Wu Xian quietly began today’s physical training.
With his natal flying sword, he now possessed decent combat power himself.
Gotta say, Old Master’s set of “Spiritual Power Cultivation Technique” really had something to it, almost developing the amplification of spiritual power on the body to the extreme.
Additionally, 【Laurel Branch】 as his natal flying sword had level and performance closely tied to his own cultivation level.
This was the effect of the talent trait 【Natal Sword Embryo】.
It required nurturing with his own blood and spiritual power to upgrade.
Wu Xian was now at Level Three spiritual power; as long as he nurtured it for a while, he could promote it to Three-Star or Three-and-a-half Star.
His consciousness sank into his sea of consciousness, nurturing the natal sword embryo through the 【Laurel Branch】 scroll painting imprint.
The nurturing process was similar to condensing a divine diagram, but differed in many ways.
Time slowly passed in the nurturing process.
Night deepened, and the bustling North Street District outside gradually fell silent.
But unbeknownst from when, Wu Xian began to feel faintly irritable, as if trapped in a nightmare state.
His breathing grew stuffy and rapid.
He seemed to have fallen into a heavy mood of despair.
Only when his natal 【God of Wealth】’s Aura of Wealth Protection automatically triggered did Wu Xian realize something was wrong.
He abruptly opened his eyes; the dim room was filled with a sinister, terrifying aura.
The ceiling melted like ice cream, the floor writhed like a swamp, oozing scarlet blood.
The bed beneath him seemed to have something gripping him tightly, preventing him from standing.
Whispers of demons echoed in his ears, trying to make him fall asleep in despair.
In a haze, a distorted black shadow slowly approached him, reaching out its demonic claws toward him…
Buzz~!
Golden Treasure Light emerged around Wu Xian out of nowhere, thick Aura of Wealth flowing, powerful mental power jolting him fully awake.
“Who’s there?!”
Before him, a ferocious, terrifying demon-like nightmare creature was blocked by the Aura of Wealth Protection.
Wu Xian could clearly feel that this demon was not an abyssal monster, but a powerful Painted Spirit with an aura as high as Five-Star.
