strictlysupreme Chapter 76 Punishment, or rather, your punishment.
Chapter 76 Punishment, or rather, your punishment.
[Sister Fan, I've not only copied the manufacturing processes for various vehicles like motorcycles, electric bikes, and cars, but I've also copied the data for all kinds of weapons, including pistols, sniper rifles, and rockets.]
“Great, great, Qianqian will definitely like these things. When she has time, show them to her.”
Tu Shan opened it with a smile and took a look.
Punishment, or rather, punishment!
You dare to copy such top-secret national documents? Aren't you afraid of being wiped out?
Look, they've even gotten the data on aircraft carriers and J-35A fighters. Does humanity still have any secrets left?
It's a pity she's no longer in China, otherwise she would definitely report these damn systems.
"Mimi, all I want is a motorcycle, why do you insist on making me fly a plane?"
I have to say, I'm really tempted.
This ethereal continent doesn't even have flying boats anymore. People rely solely on sword-riding for show when they get around, without any consideration for the travel needs of those at the bottom. It's truly...
Haha, her chance to make a fortune has come again!
Imagine if everyone had a Class A motorcycle to get around, what a sight that would be!
The spirit stone has arrived!
The spirit stones came from all directions!
Tu Shan laughed so hard he sounded like a goose.
After three days of study and research, she figured it out roughly.
The necessary parts for the motorcycle were manufactured one by one according to the specified proportions.
The motor and battery components were replaced with spirit stones.
No paint was applied; it's pure black.
Once assembled, press a low-grade spirit stone into the groove.
Looking at the sleek, realistic-style motorcycle in front of him, Tu Shan nodded in satisfaction.
After changing into his fourth-tier defensive robes, he slowly climbed onto the motorcycle, turned it on, and gently twisted the handlebars.
"biu!"
I go!
That's at least 50 miles per hour.
She only twisted it lightly once; if she had twisted it a few more times…
Suddenly remembering that he was wearing a fourth-tier magic robe anyway, he twisted it slightly.
I grass!
That's 100 miles per hour.
I'll twist it, I'll twist it again!
Divine consciousness is like a map; 280 miles is the limit.
It's not that the energy is insufficient, but that the material is inadequate, unless a secondary material is used.
This is something for Gise to study; she's more skilled at it.
Even if something of this rank is worth more than spirit stones, it is not as valuable as a fifth-rank pill.
Since the upgrade, she has not yet tried to refine fifth-tier pills.
Preheat the alchemy furnace, throw all the spiritual plants in, envelop the plants with your divine sense, and sense their activity and mood.
The fifth-tier spiritual plant melted into a spiritual medicine, using up all the spiritual power in the body.
After consuming a top-grade Spirit-Replenishing Pill, the spiritual energy within his dantian was instantly filled.
As he continued refining, waves of stinging pain surged through his sea of consciousness.
No, my spiritual strength is too low, I can't hold on any longer!
Tu Shan's vision blurred, but in the last moment before he collapsed, he finally finished refining the elixir.
One day passed in that one lie there.
When she woke up, her vision was still blurry.
Close your eyes and rest.
Another day passed, and the person finally became much more awake, no longer suffering from a splitting headache.
Weakly, he got up, not daring to use his divine sense, and slowly walked to the alchemy furnace. He lifted the lid and looked at the pills inside.
Ten low-grade fifth-rank pills.
Thinking of the high-grade fourth-level spirit-replenishing pill he had used, plus the spirit stones worth the spirit plants, he had only earned a few thousand low-grade spirit stones.
At least it was a success, Tu Shan tried to console himself.
Why aren't there any pills to replenish spiritual energy?
It's best not to refine fifth-tier pills for now; it's not worth it, absolutely not worth it.
A day is enough time for her to refine four to five batches of fourth-grade high-quality pills, but she is also afraid of damaging her spiritual consciousness and fundamental health.
"boom!"
Ji Se lay outside the Trial Tower, covered in blood and riddled with wounds.
The disciple guarding the Trial Tower fed her a low-grade fourth-tier Rejuvenation Pill and dragged her to the entrance.
He glanced at the rows of unconscious people, then returned to his post expressionlessly to continue his guard duty.
I encounter too many people like this every day; all the sword cultivators are lunatics.
As Ji Se regained consciousness, she felt itchy all over her body and opened her eyes blankly.
Looking at the person beside her who was also unconscious, she roughly understood what had happened.
After swallowing a top-grade Rejuvenation Pill, he recovered completely in less than thirty seconds, except for the bloodstains all over his clothes, a testament to the severity of his injuries before he could recount his story.
As I got up to leave, someone stopped me.
She looked up at the person blocking her way, her face full of confusion.
He was a head taller than her, with cold eyes, sharp eyebrows, and striking features, but unfortunately, he wasn't her type.
"Give me back my elixir!"
The voice was even colder, and Ji Se shivered from the cold: "Hmm?"
“You were thrown out, and I fed you a fourth-tier Rejuvenation Pill.”
Ji Se couldn't help but glance at him, raising an eyebrow: "Senior brother, did I ask you to feed him?"
The senior student couldn't help but narrow his eyes: "...The rule is, if you don't pay, you'll lose points."
"What grade of pill did you feed me?"
"Inferior quality."
Ji Se shook her head: "I don't have one. Is there any other way besides points?"
All the pills she used were high-grade pills given to her by the fan, so they couldn't possibly be used to offset low-grade pills.
She's not some sucker.
Points are too hard to earn; it would be best to use spirit stones to offset them.
"No, either return the pills or deduct points."
"No, wait a moment."
He took out his communication jade and sent a message to Cheng Nan.
The senior brother turned around and went back to guard.
One person in the crowd woke up and immediately disappeared.
Ji Se was puzzled as to why this person didn't need to return the pills.
One by one they woke up, and one by one they immediately left.
Just as she was wondering if her senior brother was targeting her, Cheng Nan arrived.
"Junior sister, here is the fourth-grade low-level Rejuvenation Pill you requested."
"Thank you, Senior Brother Cheng."
Ji Se returned the pills to her senior brother and left directly with Cheng Nan.
The senior brother glanced at Ji Se who had left, then looked away and closed his eyes to keep watch.
"Senior Brother Cheng, why am I the only one who needs to return the Rejuvenation Pill to him?"
Cheng Nan smiled and said, "Because those who go to participate in the Trial Tower will place the prepared Rejuvenation Pills in the hands of the senior brother on duty before entering. When they come out seriously injured, the senior brother on duty will help feed them the pills they prepared themselves."
Ji Se understood; this was a precaution taken by the sect just in case.
"Aren't you afraid the pills will be switched? Or what if you encounter a senior brother with bad character who doesn't give you the medicine on time or takes revenge for personal reasons?"
Cheng Nan explained, "Junior sister, don't worry. Those who come to guard the Trial Tower are all core disciples of the sect. They were elected by the seven peak masters. Only those who pass the vote can stay."
"Who was that person just now?"
"The sect leader's eldest disciple, Jian Leng, was brought back from the mortal realm by the sect leader when he was still an infant. It is said that he has no emotions or desires since he was a child."
Perhaps it was because he had no desires or wants that his cultivation speed was so fast.
He was only twenty years old, yet he was already at the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm.
If an ordinary person can establish their foundation by the age of twenty, they are already considered to have extraordinary talent. Your senior brother is sixteen years old now and has just established his foundation. He can be called a genius in the Misty Continent.
To cultivate to the Golden Core stage within five years is truly exceptional talent.
Ji Se has been here for over a year and has a general understanding of this cultivation system.
Indeed, as my senior brother said, reaching the Golden Core stage before the age of twenty is extremely rare.
The further you progress, the harder it becomes to cultivate; many people spend their entire lives only to reach the Foundation Establishment stage.
Some people might fare better, stopping at the Golden Core stage.
Limited talent, limited resources, in the end all one can do is sigh and turn into withered bones.
Even fewer people break through the elixir stage and achieve the Nascent Soul stage.
"Senior brother, I'll use spirit stones to offset the cost of that low-grade pill. Is that alright with you?"