Chapter 94: Immortal Cultivation Studies Iii (1/2)

Dad and I flew for some time before arriving outside a private house.

Dad shouted, ”I've brought him with me, Pang Dahai.”

The door opened slowly and Dad shoved me in. ”I'll wait at home.”

”You're not coming in with me?” I asked.

”No. Go home on your own later.” He flew away without waiting for my agreement.

I walked in and was greeted by all kinds of mechanical equipment.

I saw a fatty sitting on the sofa as tools floated above his workstation. He seemed to be a.s.sembling something.

He looked over at me and waved.

I saw that his whole hand was silver in color.

”Mechanical arm?” I asked in shock.

”Heh heh. I developed it on my own to deal with daily work. You can make a custom order at 63 gold pieces an arm. 20% discount if you have a member's card from the federation.”

I put my backpack down and pointed at his workstation. ”What are you working on right now?”

”A fatal weapon that can shoot metal-type ammunition. It's a kind of concealed weapon and I intend to name it MT Pistol. Any time before a battle, when your opponent has his guard down, you can use this to attack. He won't have any time to dodge your bullet,” Fatty told me with a proud smile.

With a wave, my backpack flew right into his hand.

He looked at it carefully. ”This is good stuff. I'll be able to reduce the size by half after some a.n.a.lysis.”

He waved again and the a.s.sembled MT pistol flew into my hand.

I grabbed it tightly and an ammunition clip floated in front of me.

”Put it in and undo the safety lock. There a small hook where you can rest your finger on. Aim it at the target and pull the trigger.”

I followed his instructions.

Bang!

A hole appeared on the target right before my eyes.

I ran forward and noticed that the metal plate behind had an indentation.

”Isn't this too powerful? If it can shoot consecutively with such speed, no s.h.i.+eld can defend it,” I cried out.

”You finally get the idea. I've been thinking about it recently,” Fatty said.

”I'm Li Goudan. My father, Li Jing, called me over and said that you're the princ.i.p.al of Azure Flight Inst.i.tution?” I responded.

”Goudan? Good name, and yes, I'm Pang Dahai, the princ.i.p.al of Azure Flight. Your dad is managing the navy well but I'm still surprised that his son is such a genius,” he said, grinning.

I shook my head. ”No, no, no, I'm not even of Split Body standard when it comes to cultivation.”

”So what? I wouldn't change your brain for anything, even over ten Ordealers.”

”I'm not that great. I'm interested in Science and while I know this is not mainstream and is even considered as demonic, I'm doing it as a hobby...” I paused, not knowing how to continue.

”Do you know why I'm interested in you? I've seen what you wrote in your book. You're much better than most students and even teachers at the school! Wanna know why?” he asked.

”Why?” I repeated.

”Students and teachers at my school have bold and imaginative thoughts and unlimited pa.s.sion toward Science. Yet, they have all succ.u.mbed to a misconception that the basis of Science is imagination. In reality, practice is the foundation of Science. With careful calculations, you have turned your imagination into actual simulations. While these numbers may not be accurate, you've already exceeded the capability of everyone at my school,” Fatty explained, sending a jade strip into my hand.

”So you're saying...” I grabbed the jade and read it. It contained all the steps to create and use a pistol. The length of the gun body, the angle of firing, the method to operate, and the way to stabilize the trajectory. I felt overwhelmed.

”If you came without your backpack, I might've just accepted you as a student. Since you showed up with it, that's enough proof that you have every right to join my inst.i.tution as a teacher,” he told me laughingly.