Super Hero Monk: Hormones Journey to the West

Chapter 254 Open Source Technology

But the monkey wasn't stupid; it knew he was lustful and trying to trick it into becoming its bodyguard. It was furious and threw a tantrum, saying:

"You scoundrel monk, how come you're just like that fool, blinded by lust?"

“Go yourself if you want to. I’m warning you, this fox spirit has nine tails, and you are no match for her.”

"Be careful not to get swallowed whole, bones and all!"

Tang Xuanci clicked his tongue and immediately pulled it outside. He spent two and a half minutes persuading it before it finally agreed to become his bodyguard.

As they walked out of the reception room together with Hu Qinghua, they attracted a lot of attention on the way, and every male immortal who bumped into them was filled with respect.

Hu Qinghua's demeanor was not aloof at all; instead, it was like a scorching heatwave as she laughed:
“Brother, I came here today in a golden-eyed beast carriage. The carriage is quite spacious. Why don’t you ask the City God Temple guards to do me a favor and I will have a maidservant come to pick me up in the carriage?”

Tang Xuanci knew—

The Golden-Eyed Beast, also known as the Water-Avoiding Golden-Eyed Beast, is extremely rare after reaching adulthood. It can ride the clouds and mist and also swim underwater.

Moreover, because this ferocious beast lacks the element of fire in its five elements, it is difficult for it to develop sentience. It is one of the most sought-after mounts in the cultivation world, equivalent to the Rolls Royce of the Three Realms.

But when he heard Hu Qinghua's suggestion, he smiled dismissively, took out his mobile phone, dialed a short number, and said:
"Shuke, fill up the plane with gas and fly it over to my office."

Hu Qinghua felt uneasy when she heard him reject her suggestion, because only by riding the Golden-Eyed Beast could the Great King of the Rhinoceros better track them.

However, fearing that Tang Xuanci would become suspicious, she did not insist further and asked curiously:
"Flying Chicken? Could that be the name of the crow that my brother rode when we first met?"

"It's not the chicken of the chicken world, it's the machine of the machine world. This is a flying machine that I invented to save all living beings. In the future, every mortal or demon beast can use it. It only takes two hours to fly from here to the Tang Dynasty, and even crossing the East Sea will only take half a day."

Ah this?

Fox Qinghua couldn't imagine what it was that allowed mortals to fly. If everyone could fly across the four seas and thousands of mountains, wouldn't the Three Realms be in chaos?

Before long, she followed the master and apprentice to an open space in the inner courtyard.

Suddenly, a rumbling noise came from the sky. Looking up, I saw a strange empty cabin flying towards us.

The thing had no life and no wings; it only relied on the rapidly spinning blades on top to create a gust of wind, and soon it landed, making her skirt flutter loudly.

"This is an airplane~"

Fox Qinghua's mind drifted to cars and the internal combustion engines that power them, and she couldn't help but ask curiously:

"Could it also be powered by burning diesel fuel?"

Before Tang Xuanci could respond, the monkey interrupted:

“You monster, you do have some knowledge. But this plane doesn’t burn diesel, it burns aviation kerosene, and only I, Old Sun, can conjure it up.”

He wasn't lying. In fact, helicopters can't be mass-produced yet. This one was basically made by plucking feathers from its shell. The purpose was to set an example and train some pilots in advance.

"Aviation kerosene~"

Hu Qinghua muttered to herself, her mind filled with the various internal combustion engine and electric motor blueprints that had already circulated in different places, and then asked:
"The wisdom of the Great Sage and his brother is truly unparalleled in the Three Realms."

"But there is one thing that Hua'er doesn't understand: the magical artifacts created by her brother are all incredibly useful, so why aren't they kept secret, but instead allowed to spread widely?"

"I've heard that not only in the mortal realm, but also in many immortal abodes and demon mountains, people have begun to study them. Just like magic guns, I'm afraid it won't be long before someone will be able to replicate them."

Tang Xuanci tapped her delicate nose with his finger, his eyes full of doting affection, and smiled:
"Naive. If I keep everything to myself, how can I help all living beings? That would be too narrow-minded." That being said.

But the reason he made these technologies completely open source is actually because of the beaker.

There are three reasons:

Firstly, only by making technology open source can we maximize the technological development of the Three Realms;

Secondly, this also reflects the lessons learned from the setbacks suffered in the Tang Dynasty.
At that time, the beaker was just an artificial impaired thing, and Tang Xuanci didn't know how to see things from the perspective of the immortals.

For example, plans to build railways or alter river courses are destined to be impractical within the highly structured spiritual veins of the Tang Dynasty. It's like undertaking large-scale development in the heart of the home planet's most prosperous city center—it would inevitably infringe upon the vested interests of others; how could such an endeavor possibly succeed?

In places like Aju, where the spiritual energy has been depleted and most of the area is desolate, things are much easier. It's like building a factory or developing a business in the mountains; people simply don't care about you.

The same applies to technological products. If only one party benefits while other forces can only watch helplessly and face the risk of their own businesses being impacted by new technologies, it would be strange if they didn't unite to stifle it.

Therefore, in order to reduce the wariness and hostility of various forces towards Azhou Technology, Tang Xuanci not only directly disclosed the technology, but also accelerated its dissemination. At that time, many forces would also benefit, and the interests would be redistributed. Even if the other group suffered losses, it would not be so easy to stop them.

Moreover, this is a true act of universal salvation. Anyone who dares to openly oppose or suppress it is harming others for their own benefit, harboring ill intentions, and making enemies of all living beings and the ideal Heavenly Court!
Thirdly, open source is not without reservation;
Most open-source technologies remain only at the technical level.

Tang Xuanci doesn't need pure scientists, nor much designers, and certainly no programmers; these tasks can be handled with a few casual conversations.

Other powers may know how to build airplanes, but they have absolutely no understanding of fluid dynamics.

Other powers may know how to produce batteries, but they don't even know Faraday's law or Maxwell's equations.

Without even the most basic scientific theoretical system, other forces are destined to follow in their footsteps.

And they will always be far ahead!

By the time all beings in the Three Realms have explored and researched enough to perfect the scientific system, the 12.5 Plan will probably have been completed long ago.

To save all living beings?

Hu Qinghua heard this overused slogan from Tang Xuanci once again.

However, this time, she inexplicably believed it to some extent.

"Tang Xianwei!"

The helicopter was hovering at a height of three zhang (approximately 10 meters). The pilot, Shu Ke, leaned out and asked Tang Xuanci if they wanted to land completely.

It was a flying rat with upturned nose, not yet fully transformed. It was selected as one of Tang Xuanci's first batch of ace pilots because it had a racial talent similar to radar detection, which could make up for the fact that there were almost no electronic systems in the current aircraft.

"No need, let's go."

Tang Xuanci grabbed Hu Qinghua's snow-white arm, leaped up, and carried her into the back seat of the cabin.

The monkey somersaulted to the driver's side window and said to the mouse:
"Get out of the way, let me, Old Sun, have some fun."

Soon, the helicopter tilted forward, its rotor speed soared, and it carried the intrigued Fox Qinghua southward.

There lies the most prosperous city in the state's planning—

Desert Holy Capital.

(End of this chapter)