Building a sect from scratch.

Chapter 106: The Truth Is Only Within Cannon Range
The Ghost General was formed from resentment, possessing a powerful aura, nearly equivalent to a Nascent Soul cultivator. His mere presence was enough to prevent many players attempting to approach from making a move.

The Master was dressed in golden equipment. As one of the few players who had already reached the Foundation Establishment stage, he barely managed to withstand the pressure—thanks to the equipment which blocked most of the black mist.

The others weren't so lucky. As they got closer to the Ghost General, their health bars dropped rapidly. The two lowest-level players who weren't wearing any clothes died after only a dozen seconds, without even touching the Ghost General's clothes!
With great difficulty, Master Fuzi managed to get close to the Ghost General under the cover of his teammates, only to see the Ghost General's axe coming down on his head.

Fortunately, the master was wearing a lot of good equipment, and his first reaction was to roll on the spot and escape.

Compared to the players, the Ghost General seemed like an emotionless puppet. Its movements were completely erratic, driven solely by instinct, indiscriminately attacking any living thing that approached it. Every player who dared to stand before it was easily killed, like chopping vegetables.

but--

"Repair if it dies! Repair if it dies! Hold off the BOSS! Rocket artillery is coming soon!"

"Protect Master Fu! The blame lies with him!"

"Hold them back! Hold them back!"

Some players roared, mimicking Wang Ergou's commanding style when he led raids. Hundreds of players, like lemmings migrating across the sea, charged headlong into the seemingly unshakeable three-meter giant.

This suicidal act did indeed hinder the Ghost General's advance, buying him very valuable time. Meanwhile, the Jade Emperor and his entourage entered the countdown to launch the rocket.

"Prepare--"

"put--"

Three rockets were launched first, but unfortunately, the hit rate was truly pitiful. Only one grazed the Ghost General. The surrounding Yin Corpses and Evil Ghosts seemed to evaporate in an instant during the thunderstorm. Several unlucky players also vaporized and disappeared. Only the Ghost General seemed to be largely unaffected, except that the black mist emanating from his body became even denser.

Because he was far away, the Master was only knocked away by the huge impact and was in a half-dead state. He struggled to take out the bone-regenerating powder from his backpack and put it in his mouth. Then he stood up again with difficulty and raised his shield and spear at the Ghost General once more.

Like Don Quixote facing the giant windmill.

In those few dozen seconds, the next two rockets also hit their targets—this time they were extremely lucky. One rocket knocked down the Immortal Extinction Banner next to Zhu Fukun, and the other hit the spot where Zhu Fukun was standing.

Just as a weak empire cannot comprehend the power of industry, Zhu Fukun, who has possessed multiple bodies and cultivated for hundreds of years, also cannot comprehend the lethality of firearms.

The sudden surge in temperature vaporized his body in an instant, and the violent thunderstorm tore his soul apart. Magical artifacts could withstand temporary external damage, but they couldn't withstand such a comprehensive and overwhelming barrage of firepower. Ordinary magical artifacts and spiritual weapons were like mantises trying to stop a chariot in the face of absolute power. In the last moment before Zhu Fukun disappeared from this world, he didn't even have time to ask "why."

……

Thousands of miles away, within the Misty Immortal Sect.

"who is it--"

“Who on earth is it!?”

In the distant Misty Immortal Sect, the Misty Golden Immortal collapsed and roared. At the moment Zhu Fukun's soul was shattered, she sensed her son's death—not a death where the soul returned to its place in preparation for possession, but a complete and utter death where even the soul disappeared!

The Golden Immortal is almost the ceiling of cultivation for cultivators who have attained immortality—it is too difficult to become a god, and it has not appeared for a long time. Among the ten continents and three islands, apart from the various god lords and supreme gods, the Golden Immortal has the highest strength and the strongest cultivation.

The ethereal Golden Immortal, in a fit of rage, pushed down all the palaces and pavilions before calming down and calculating the whole story.

A gathering of immortals at Penglai!
A golden light shot up from the Misty Immortal Sect, vanished in an instant, and flew towards the Penglai Sect.

……

With Zhu Fukun dead, the horde of evil spirits and demons, leaderless, became even more agitated. "Let's leave the experimental data as it is for now. I've noted down many key points; we'll need to refine the design later..."

"This is what Ma Lou from the laboratory said."

The scapegoat giant shrugged: "No matter how many ideas we have, it's useless! The main problem is that this place has almost zero industrialization, which makes it impossible for us skilled cooks to make a meal without ingredients!"

Ma Lou from the lab nodded: "The population is too small."

Elder Hu was now filled with awe for these two "mortals" who hadn't even managed to draw in Qi. He realized that these terrifyingly powerful "magical treasures" were actually designed and made by these two mortals. Shocked, he didn't have time to think further before he overheard their conversation and couldn't help but say, "Population? Our Guangcheng Sect is already the sect that shelters the most people among all the sects and forces within thousands of miles!"

The scapegoat, the giant, shook his head: "Not enough, too few. To achieve initial industrialization of the region without affecting people's livelihoods, although population is not a hard requirement, tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of people are not even enough to fill a gap between our teeth!"

In fact, even Earth has not achieved global modernization. No more than 30 countries on the entire planet have achieved overall industrialization, and their total population is less than 20% of the total human population.

While the existence of spiritual energy in the Guixu Realm can greatly improve production efficiency, it is precisely because of this that the entire world has been in a state of chaos for thousands of years.

Ma Lou from the lab sighed, "Yes, this population is indeed not enough... But we can't say that. We can start by guiding them and see what happens. We can figure out the population issue later. To be honest, we still have too few people. If the professors and the others were here, they could solve all kinds of energy problems in less than a year. At least the popularization of electrical equipment for scientific research would definitely be no problem. Maybe we could even install streetlights!"

"We've overcome so many difficulties back then, so let's consider this as aiding in the reconstruction of another world!"

Although Elder Hu didn't understand most of their conversation, he still keenly noticed the key point: "Another world? You... are not from the Realm of Return to Nothingness?"

"Yes, most of the disciples of the Taiyin Sect come from the Blue Star Realm, which is one of the reasons why they cultivate using puppets."

Fang Xianyu, who had noticed the conversation, quickly chimed in, saying, "Blue Star Realm has no spiritual energy, so cultivation is impossible. Therefore, the forms of civilization between the two are very different. Although, as you can see, these people seem to lack integrity, their character and will are much stronger than those of cultivators from major sects like Taiyi Sect and Penglai Sect."

"Wow! Is the sect leader praising us!?"

"Oh my god, I got praised! What am I going to do? I'm going to become the sect leader's dog!"

"Praise me more! Praise me more! It sounds great! I love listening to it!"

[Affection Hint]: [Fang Xianyu's affection for you -1]

[WARNING]: [The Affection System is now available. Please be careful with your words and actions during gameplay. Lowering your Affection with NPCs will result in various debuffs.]

Several announcements appeared in the eyes of the players who were making sarcastic remarks, and the world suddenly became much quieter, but the chat screen became lively.

"Help! The sect leader has lowered my favorability rating for me, what do I do?!"

"Serves you right for talking such dirty talk!"

"This is the consequence of flirting with the sect leader!"

Ma Lou from the lab also saw the chat on the public screen and smiled knowingly. She then asked Fang Xianyu, "Sect Leader, the test of the Spirit Energy Type 63 107mm Light Towed Rocket Launcher can be said to have achieved the expected results. It only needs a few more improvements and can be mass-produced once the industrial production line is built. This can be considered our first hot weapon with all aspects of performance suitable for service. Why don't you give it a name, Sect Leader?"

“‘Truth’,” Fang Xianyu said with a smile, “Truth only exists within the range of cannons, so let’s call it ‘Truth’.”

I was wrong, I messed up again. Let me explain, I wasted a lot of time researching...

But I keep my word, I'll update extra tomorrow!!!

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