Super Hero Monk: Hormones Journey to the West

Chapter 132 Meeting at Mugang Mountain

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A month later.

At the gate of Gao family manor.

"Where are you monks from? Do you want to beg for food?"

The younger brother named "Gao Cai" looked up and down, successively sweeping over the dark and strong monk with his palms clasped together, the short and thin monk with a cigarette in his mouth, the mage with a veil and a cassock, and an extraordinary white horse.

"Amitabha."

The dark and strong monk said:
"We are coming from the Western Fan Hami Kingdom and are on our way to Xiujinshan Zen Temple to discuss Buddhism. We passed by Baodi and would like to stay here for a few days. I wonder if the host would be able to accommodate us?"

Staying here for... a few days? Gao Cai frowned, wondering if these monks saw that this place was a wealthy place and wanted to take advantage of it.
But remembering that the boss had always been respectful to monks, he did not dare to neglect him. He asked the dark and strong monk to wait for a moment and went in to report.

The short and thin monk had jumped onto the stone lion at the door at some point, squatting there with a sinister look on his face, and using two kinds of electromagnetic force changes to send electromagnetic waves in the northwest direction.

The strong monk caught sight of him and said immediately, "Big Brother, come down quickly and put out the cigarette. Don't arouse suspicion."

"Are you teaching me how to do things?" the thin monk said with disdain.

The strong monk frowned and said in a deep voice:
"Don't forget why we came here, that guy is not easy to deal with.

"If you mess things up, be careful of the Buddha blaming you.

"For the sake of our fellow disciples, I remind you to always remember that this journey to the West cannot be without you."

The thin monk's face was gloomy, but he still didn't get angry. He spat the cigarette butt at the strong monk, jumped down, and emitted another irregular electromagnetic wave in front of him.
Converted Morse code is: "...tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick!"

Translated into Yin language, it means: "...Don't eat the sour radish!"

Translated into Tang language, it reads: "I can't stand it anymore! When will I start? I want to kill this slave right now!!!"

The signal flew at a speed of nearly 299.8 million meters per second, and instantly reached Mogang Mountain behind Lijiazhuang, waking up a pager.

After a while, Tang Xuanci, whose shirt was bare and covered in black ash, took it from Gao Xiaohu and replayed the series of ticking sounds inside.

Tang Xuanci completely ignored the monkey's grumbling nonsense, frowned and looked in the direction of Gao Laozhuang with a look of surprise and suspicion.

Staying at Gao's house? What's going on?
Could it be that they received intelligence that the fat pig was about to marry Gao Cuilan, so they planned to ambush it in Gao Village?
At this time, Xiao Lingtong received another secret letter from Xiao Qing, which also reported on the pilgrim team's request for a place to stay, and asked him whether he wanted to find a way to send them away or let them stay.

Tang Xuanci replied: "Let them stay and keep a close eye on them, but do not reveal your identity."

Then he sent a message to the monkey's channel: "If you can bear it for another two and a half days, we will kill that pickled radish and not eat it!"

After sending the message, he threw down his cell phone, took out a fist-sized, yellow-green, cracked ore from his trouser pocket, and kissed it hard.

This was the first piece of uranium-containing ore dug out from the ground 25 days ago.

It is of great commemorative value.

……

Thunder rumbled, dark clouds rolled, the moonlight was swallowed up, and everything seemed to foreshadow the coming of a huge catastrophe.

The two comrades who had gone against the will of heaven met again after a long separation and successfully joined forces in a mine tunnel more than 800 meters deep at the foot of Mogang Mountain.

"Goku!"

Tang Xuanci hugged the 149cm monkey in his arms and kissed its furry head like a godfather.

"Hey, I'm so annoyed."

The monkey pushed him away, his eyes showing 66% disgust, 33% speechlessness, and 1% embarrassment, and went straight to the point:

"Where's that thing? Take it out quickly. This place is not close to Gao Village. The you I conjured up with monkey hair can only barely keep breathing. If he goes to look for you, I'm afraid he will be exposed."

Tang Xuanci chuckled, walked to the edge of the cave, picked up the coal lamp, shone it on the exposed yellow-green ore rock above, below, left and right, and said:
“Aren’t these all?
"Time is running out, and I don't have time to help you mine it out. I can only let them dig a hole frantically into the area with high uranium content and meander down.

"We'll just follow the passage and deduct as we go, and directly purify the uranium 235 until we have 20 kilograms."

Ah this?

The monkey was about to utter a sweet word when Tang Xuanci immediately responded:
"You're the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, this should be easy for you, right?"

"Oh, so annoying. It's easy, but it's troublesome."

The monkey complained lightly and stopped talking nonsense. He stared at a piece of exposed uranium-containing rock, reached out and pressed it, and combined his knowledge of science and metaphysics to try to identify the uranium element in it and then distinguish its isotopes.

If White Snake were to do this job, she would never succeed. She might be able to identify uranium, but distinguishing between uranium-238 and uranium-235 is completely impossible for her.

The monkey had only been searching for a moment when he said, "92 protons, 146 neutrons, I found uranium 238."

"Where's the uranium-235?" Tang Xuanci asked immediately. Monkey pondered for a moment, frowned, and said, "We found some... but there's very little of it."

Tang Xuanci's heart was finally at ease. He said, "It's normal. The content of uranium-235 in natural uranium is only about 0.714%. Scarcity makes it valuable. Extract it quickly."

The monkey stopped talking and looked away, as if he could see through the cave wall in front of him.

Suddenly, with a strong force, its entire arm stabbed into the cave wall. There was a continuous crackling sound, and a large area of ​​rock around it shattered into pieces and gradually turned into powder, but it did not fall off.

"Awesome. Keep going, I'll go up there. Oh, and there should still be a little bit of uranium-234 in here. Don't worry about it, it's negligible."

Tang Xuanci had nothing to do nearby, so he ran straight to a place with oxygen to smoke.

The monkey worked alone and took five minutes to extract about 1 kilogram of uranium from nearly two and a half tons of ore, which he gathered into a ball and held in his hand.

It took another two and a half hours to finally separate all the uranium 238 and purify about 7 grams of uranium 235.

Natural uranium cannot produce a nuclear explosion; only high-purity uranium 235 can do that.

Separating uranium 238 and purifying uranium 235 is the only difficulty in making an atomic bomb - compared to everything else, just having hands is enough.

At this time, Tang Xuanci finished smoking, had a barbecue, and printed out the most advanced "implosion-type" nuclear bomb design and walked back.

Seeing the silver-white particle the size of a baby's fingertip, he was immediately filled with passion. He raised it and said to the monkey:

"Wukong, remember this historic moment.

“Looking back many years later, you’ll realize how awesome you were.

"You have redefined war. You are the sinner of the three realms. Oh no, you are the sinner monkey!"

Crazy... The monkey was confused and couldn't imagine how to kill a demon fairy with this thing.

With a hint of fatigue in its eyes, it took out a top-grade spirit-replenishing pill and swallowed it, intending to close its eyes and rest.

Seeing this, Tang Xuanci glanced around, frowned and asked:

"No, after such a long time, you only managed to rub out this little?
"With the implosion nuclear bomb I designed, the critical mass must be at least ten kilograms, otherwise a dud at the critical moment will be the end of it.

"Hurry up, is there still time?"

(The critical mass is not fixed, it is calculated based on the detonation method and fuel purity)

The monkey opened his eyes and cursed:

"That's easy for you to say. There are so many atoms, all almost identical. Wouldn't it be exhausting for me to pick them out one by one?"

Tang Xuanci said, "Fuck, are you an idiot? You're picking on them one by one. Can't you use your wisdom and come up with a simpler solution?"

"Think about your mother's head! You are just a mortal, how can you understand transformation? I have already used the fastest method, shut up now, I need to rest first."

"Fuck your mother's head!"

Tang Xuanci said:

"If you are asked to pick soybeans from the sand, wouldn't it be tiring to pick them one by one?

"Why don't you just lift them up together and let the wind blow them away, so that when they fall down at different distances, they will separate, right?

"Although uranium-235 and uranium-238 have the same chemical properties, their masses are different. If you use a washing machine to spin them, the uranium-238 will slowly be pushed to the outer layer.

"Using spiritual consciousness to perform different interferences may result in greater sensitivity..."

Oh?
Halfway through the conversation, the monkey seemed to have understood, and became thoughtful and stopped refutation.

After resting for a while, it repeated the same trick and purified another 1 kilogram of uranium.

But then, it opened its mouth and swallowed the uranium ball, refining it in an instant, causing countless uranium-235 and uranium-238 to circulate wildly in its meridians.

As it raised its right hand, Tang Xuanci saw a small dot appear on the palm covered with fine wrinkles, like a pimple, slowly growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But what finally came out of the broken skin was not pus, but silvery-white metal particles - uranium 235.

"Fuck, it only took two and a half minutes!"

Tang Xuanci couldn't help but curse, thinking to himself that if the country on the mother planet that once exhausted all the national electricity and still couldn't produce a nuclear bomb knew about this, wouldn't they be furious?
"Wukong, we've made it!

"Once all the uranium-235 in U-Tsang is found, the sky will collapse!
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

The crazy laughter came up from the ground through the narrow tunnel and faintly reached the ears of the workers mining gold, making them shudder and wondering if the mine was dug too deep and had alarmed some demon.

(End of this chapter)