Living in the Doomsday and Becoming an Immortal Alone
Chapter 456 - 215: Tools

Chapter 456: Chapter 215: Tools

"Sir! They’ve all arrived!"

Wu Man hurriedly rushed to the yard, still holding the communicator Zhou Zhengde had given him.

Daoist Wang responded, continuing to focus on his blacksmithing, "Don’t rush, let Xiao Shen deal with them first, I need to observe what these scientific researchers are talking about."

Upstairs by the window, Zheng Shiduo, half-asleep, couldn’t help but yawn and remarked nostalgically,

"You really aren’t tired at all, are you? I’m almost at my limit here."

"If you can’t hold on, go and rest," Wang Jixuan said with a smile, "don’t compare with me; I can go for several days and nights without sleep."

As for sleep, he humbly stepped back on that topic.

The only rest a cultivator takes is in meditation unless they’re injured or have exhausted too much mental energy in battle, which might lead them to faint or choose to sleep for a little while.

Daoist Wang continued the ding ding of his hammering.

His strikes became faster, but each hammer held less spiritual energy, and the longsword in his hand had begun to emanate a faint blue glow.

There was a light gray ridge on the sword, with nearly transparent prohibitions spreading from the ridge towards the edges.

The blade was as thin as a cicada’s wing, yet incomparably hard.

Wang Jixuan crafted it as a magic artifact, not for slashing at people directly.

Its ridge, handle, and blade were all hidden with different prohibitions: slightly amplifying the wind and thunder techniques, moderately enhancing the sharpness of the mana-transformed sword qi, and greatly conserving mana during the Earth Escape spell.

This sword, almost qualifying as a magic treasure, was certainly deserving of a name.

Wang Jixuan picked up the sword to closely examine it and flicked it gently with his finger.

The sound of the sword’s ring was pleasant and melodious.

The sword was entirely white, with flashes of electric arcs hidden within, its blade trembling and causing clear ripples in the air as spiritual energy converged towards it.

This sword alone could keep Shen Qionglin in her lab for a month without coming out.

"I’ll call you Green Feather Sword,"

Wang Jixuan mumbled internally... although this was somewhat offensive to the sect’s immortal treasure of Wangxian Valley.

Subsequently, Wang Jixuan tossed the sword aside, where it lay next to a large saber and a long spear.

The large saber, similar to a horse-cutting saber, used the most materials and contained the most prohibitions. Its principle was similar to the Crystal Core Greatsword, which required insertion of a high-level Blade Beast’s crystal core to be utilized in battle, but its power and sharpness surpassed that of the previous Crystal Core Greatsword.

More cunningly, Wang Jixuan had embedded it with a Magic Breaking Spell, a fixed Demon Suppression Talisman, and subtly added a bit of the Blood Evil Array.

Being slashed by this saber, even if one didn’t die, they’d suffer from the invasion of Blood Evil Power.

Thus, this saber was the only item from this artifact refining session that could be called a low-level magic treasure.

This large saber was for Fu Jian.

As for how Fu Jian would handle it—whether he would keep it for himself or give it to someone else—that was not something Wang Jixuan would interfere with.

—A bit of Daoist Wang’s personal touch.

A moment passed, and Wang Jixuan had already figured out the temperaments of these scientific researchers.

’Time to meet them.’

He stretched, summarizing the gains from this artifact refining session.

The best of the three storage magical artifacts was the last one made, a headband,

It was only a third of the size of the first protective bracelet, carved with four layers of Heaven and Earth prohibitions, and the storage space it eventually opened up measured two meters square.

After much thought, Wang Jixuan named these three magical artifacts with resounding titles.

The first protective bracelet, named ’Storage 001’, had already been given to Wu Man for the Buddhist Temple Team’s supply storage.

’Storage 002’ and ’Storage 003’, for Wang Jixuan’s personal use—one for storing righteous path magical artifacts, and the other for storing more nefarious items, such as Soul Capturing Charms and nuclear bombs.

Wang Jixuan gathered the three weapons into his Storage Magical Treasure, searched for his shirt, shook off the dust, and put it on in one swift move.

Life wasn’t accustomed without Mu Dan around.

Best to get her back as soon as possible.

"Wu Man, Lao Zheng," Wang Jixuan called, "come and help me sweet-talk these scientific researchers."

"Yeah, coming."

Wu Man swallowed the last piece of love bread brought by Gao Huating today, the simple youth unaware of Gao Huating’s hesitating gaze.

Zheng Shiduo stretched, raising his arms and shouted, "In front of Brother Wang, who dares to claim superiority, who can boast so boldly!"

Wang Jixuan: ...

Uncle Tai turned over on the sofa.

He was awake, but this kind of situation wasn’t suitable for an ordinary senior engineer to show himself, so he continued to feign sleep.

These were teachers of Uncle Tai’s caliber, the pillars of the D5’s scientific research; indeed, Uncle Tai feared showing any timidity.

...

By the time Wang Jixuan arrived at the third-floor Spiritual Power Research Institute, the scientists were eating.

They didn’t have lavish meals, as the conditions didn’t allow it, only a few bento work meals; everyone ate quickly and then continued to discuss the relevance of spiritual energy and mechas.

Shen Qionglin’s team was very eager to obtain the latest model of mecha power core technology;

and these veterans who had spent a lifetime studying mechanics were equally curious about the unfamiliar field of spiritual power science.

The overall atmosphere was relatively harmonious.

Shen Qionglin stayed in a corner, not fond of such gatherings;

Professor Lou seemed like an older version of Shen Qionglin, also holding a meal box in another corner, chewing slowly and occasionally chatting with colleagues who came to talk, quickly ending the conversation.

After observing for ten minutes and seeing that the researchers had mostly finished eating, Wang Jixuan finally approached the door with Wu Man and Zheng Shiduo.

— It wouldn’t do to have these honored old scholars argue on an empty stomach.

Zheng Shiduo was about to kick the door open.

"What are you doing!"

Wang Jixuan turned and glared at him, causing Zheng Shiduo to hurriedly pull back his leg.