The Devil Comes to America

Chapter 189: New Target

When Jonas and Dak walked in, they immediately saw the peculiarly shaped machine in the factory.

The thing in front of me doesn't look like a product of modern industry, but more like something from the last century.

The whole thing looks like a furnace, but it is covered with pipes and valves.

There is also a large glass chamber in the middle of this furnace, which is used to observe the situation inside.

In addition, there are a series of pipes behind the furnace, which are connected to another glass pipe, in which a lot of medicinal materials are stored.

This raw material storage is connected to a computer, which runs a very common delivery and addition program.

Dak was confused. "Boss, what is this?"

"An alchemy furnace." Xiu Nuo was very satisfied with this crude thing he made. "This is basically it. The input of materials and the control of the temperature are all done by the machine."

Jonas blinked a few times. "This looks like something from the last century. Is it okay?"

"This is how the machine works. How to improve it is not my concern. I believe there are engineers who can do that. This is the key point."

Xiu Nuo walked over to the glass warehouse and patted two empty pipes: "This is the key to making pills."

As he spoke, a light flashed in Xiunuo's hand, and streams of black air drilled into the pipe.

There seemed to be some lines on it, and these lines were glowing slightly at this moment, but were immediately covered by evil spirit.

"I only need to replenish this stuff when I come here in the future." Xiu Nuo smiled and said, "As for the rest, the machine will help you produce the pills, and then it's up to you to decide how to dilute them. Remember to adjust the dilution ratio when the time comes. The original data is probably useless."

"All right." Dak was still a little confused: "Then what should I do?"

"Just click to start. Oh, and remember to add fuel and raw materials to the furnace. There's nothing else to do."

As he spoke, Xiu Nuo stretched and said, "I'm going to take a rest first. You guys can study it on your own. Don't worry about breaking it."

After saying that, Xiunuo left.

"Add more fuel?" Dak was a little surprised.

"Ah? Didn't you want to before?"

"Before, the boss rubbed it by hand." Dak looked at the antique-like thing in front of him and said, "I'm curious how a bunch of medicinal materials can be turned into pills after entering a small furnace."

"Try then?"

"Let's try it."

As the button was pressed, the machine started to run, flames rose from under the furnace, and materials flew into the furnace through the pipe.

The inner shell of the alchemy furnace began to rotate, and during the process, a wisp of black gas came out of the pot filled with black gas and merged into the alchemy furnace.

The two of them watched from the side until the flames finally went out, and then they looked at the things inside through the glass chamber.

"Did it work?" Jonas asked.

"Maybe?"

Jonas stared at the thing in the furnace: "But isn't this thing a little different from what the boss made?"

Dak touched his chin and said, "It's a bit big, isn't it?"

“How is this just a little bit bigger!!” Jonas’ voice became louder. “How much bigger is this! The thing the boss made is only half the size of a little finger joint. If I’m not mistaken, the thing inside should be a basketball!!”

Yes, the pill lying in the furnace at this moment.
The size of a basketball.

Dak smiled bitterly and said, "Well, I understand Jonas. I understand what the boss meant when he said the dilution ratio needs to be adjusted. Anyway, I'll find someone to try it first."

"Don't tell me you want to put this thing in someone's mouth!"

"I mean to see the effect! Don't think I'm that stupid Jonas!"

Jonas scratched his head and said, "Wait a minute, why are we here to see the boss?"

"Yeah!" Dak was about to chase him out, but Jonas grabbed him and said, "Wait a minute, did you forget that the boss said he wanted to take a rest?" "Then let's find someone to try this thing first."

Xiunuo didn't know what these two people were thinking.

He was now back in the lounge, with other things on his mind.

If these industrialized things were moved to one's own world, then some sects would no longer need to support those low-level alchemy disciples.

No, it should be said that if some basic elixirs could be mass-produced, what would that mean for one's own world?
Although aptitude determines everything, the marrow cleansing pill that is the threshold for cultivation still allows some people to strengthen their bodies and cultivate their qi, even if they only cultivate qi for their entire lives.
Even if there are tens of millions of Qi training disciples, it would be of no use.

However, if it is used to make money, it is definitely much better than what I had before. The most important thing is that it can save a lot of time and energy for practice.

But it might be of some use to the demon cultivators. They could absorb all 80 million Qi-cultivating disciples, produce and sell them by themselves directly, and avoid the righteous people coming to them.

Although the heavenly tribulation may be super doubled by then, it must be said that this is definitely a new path.

By then, those demon cultivators who were trying to seize cultivation in order to recruit disciples should be very happy, because in this way, they would not have to worry about being killed by a disciple who suddenly exploded.

Shaking his head, Xiunuo threw these thoughts out of his mind. Now the main thing was to build the foundation first.

After building the foundation, you can engrave the formation on it and connect it to your body. Then, you can directly transfer the magic energy generated by the guys in the Wandering House to the machine, saving you the trouble of replenishing it yourself.

However, it would take some time for him to build his foundation. If Tiandao Gongde himself did not take the initiative to do things, it would depend on how Xiong En would handle this matter.

However, during this period of time, Xiunuo was not simply tinkering with the machine, he was also trying to integrate his spiritual awareness into modern industry.

After all, the process of alchemy is actually controlled by the cultivator's own consciousness, and the data released by the machine is also debugged by himself. However, every time Xiu Nuo wants to integrate his consciousness into the computer, he always feels as if something is blocking him. This is why he spent so much time.

Thinking about it carefully, it should be because the consciousness of the Qi Refining Stage is not strong enough. But this path must be tried.

Everything that happened before was nothing more than utilizing the power of public opinion. If one's spiritual consciousness could be integrated into this world called the Internet, wouldn't it be easier to manipulate public opinion?

Xiunuo, who was sitting cross-legged, sank his consciousness into the sea of ​​​​knowledge, and then he was surprised to find that although he had not paid attention to it during this period of time, the number of people in the homeless home had increased from the initial 300 to more than 5,000 now.

How long have I been tinkering in there? Why are there so many people here?

Xiu Nuo pinched his fingers slightly, then was stunned for a moment. It had been three months.

so long?
Wait? Has Xiong En already started electing members of parliament?

Xiunuo took out his cell phone and made a call.

A familiar voice came from the phone: "Xiu, if you don't call me again, I will think you have run away!"

"Didn't Duck tell you where I was?"

"Come on, that guy Dark won't tell me a word about you."

"Well, I've actually been in Los Angeles the whole time, just busy with my own things. By the way, how's Xiong En's situation going?"

"What's going on? What do you mean?"

"Election."

"How long has the election been over?" Kofi wondered, "Didn't you watch the news? He got elected. Believe me, let alone Xiong En, if you replace him with someone who has won the Tang Poetry Comprehensive, he will definitely get elected if he is willing to spend money all over California! I didn't feel any sense of accomplishment when he got elected, because I've never seen someone who just throws money at someone!"

"So, where is Xiong En now?"

"In Sacramento, the state capital, of course."

“State legislators have to stay in the state capital all the time?”

"That's not the case. He's just cursing here."

"curse?"

"Well, remember the Liberal Progressive Party he joined. He cursed people in the party meeting. This guy wanted to be the party leader."

(End of this chapter)