Douluo: What the hell is the academic master development system?

Chapter 821 Low-Speed ​​Soul Core (6K)

"Can this still happen?"

Chen Ping was dumbfounded; Electrolux's words made perfect sense.

Do the undead in the current undead demiplane really need soul cores that can rotate 7,000 or even 10,000 times per minute?

There's no need for that at all. Just give them a mini soul core that spins 700 times per minute, and that will be more than enough. Once their soul power level increases, they can just switch to smaller, medium, large, and extra-large soul cores.

Why can't it be like this?

Electrox chuckled, “In order to condense a soul core, according to the calculations of the arcane model I created, the soul core needs to be kept at a minimum speed of around 1,800 revolutions per minute. Any lower and it will dissipate on its own.”

"Even if an ordinary Title Douluo condenses a soul core with this speed, it is impossible for them to absorb it, since it is related to their endurance efficiency when fighting souls in the future."

"But what we're lacking right now is precisely these small soul cores, isn't it?"

At this point, Electrox raised his hand, and the original double-cone structure of the soul power tornado had completely transformed into a pure colorless small vortex, continuously drawing in the spiritual energy of the other world.

"I rely on."

Chen Ping was shocked. The abilities Electrolux was displaying were practically on par with a supercomputer.

He simply observed the condensation process of the soul core and was able to manually create the mathematical model of the soul core, even calculating the minimum speed required to maintain its formation.

Amazing!
At this moment, Chen Ping's admiration for Electrolux could only be described as utter devotion.

"Old master, I've arrived."

Just then, Snake rushed to stand in front of Electrox.

"It's just in time. This is a low-speed soul core that I condensed using attribute-less soul power."

"Use your soul power to find a way to establish a connection with it, and use your own powerful mental strength to restrain this low-speed soul core to keep it stable, and absorb it into your body like you would a soul ring."

As soon as Electrolux finished speaking, Snake began to try without hesitation.

Chen Ping had originally wondered if there would be any incompatibility issues if he used the soul core he had condensed with his own soul power on Snake.

However, considering that Electrolux even had a fairly mature process for extracting divine power, he immediately shut his mouth.

Forget it, let's just watch the pros play.
Snake's attempt was not simple; he simply used his own soul power to respond to the low-speed soul core at Electrox's fingertip and then tried to absorb it.

Perhaps because Snake was a mid-to-high level undead creature, his already tough zombie snake-man body suffered almost no damage from the soul power gusts emitted by the rapidly spinning soul core.

"It seems like it's okay."

Snake curiously reached out and touched his withered chest.

A small, low-speed soul core rested quietly on its chest, spinning and drawing out the free-floating primordial energy between heaven and earth, then merging it into its withered, undead body.

"Old Master, I can feel the connection between myself and this low-speed soul core. I feel like I'm cultivating on my own. It's too fast, too fast! I can't take it!"

Snake honestly delivered his reflections on absorbing the hybrid, his terrible lines leaving Electrox speechless.

"Get lost. If you don't get blown up by that low-speed soul core tomorrow, come back and tell me how many levels you've gained."

After saying this, Electrox's divine sense flew out from Chen Ping's body, waving his hand dismissively to tell Snake to get lost. "Hehe, teacher."

After regaining control of his body, Chen Ping immediately started rubbing his hands together like a fly, and gave Electrolux a seemingly honest smile.

Seeing Chen Ping constantly rubbing his hands, Electrolux felt a bad premonition rising in his heart.

"Teacher, we've basically completed the artificial soul core project. The next step is simply to optimize the soul core manufacturing process and start mass production, right?"

Chen Ping's words made no mistake, so although Electrolux felt something was off, he still nodded in agreement.

"Teacher, you see, once the artificial soul core is produced, it won't be long before our undead beings who have been inoculated with the low-speed soul core will all reach level 20."

"If 10,000 undead creatures are inoculated, there will be a shortage of 10,000 soul rings. If a million undead creatures are inoculated, there will be a shortage of a million soul rings."

"Even a million white ten-year spirit rings are no small number, so..."

Before Chen Ping could finish speaking, Electrolux burst into laughter.

He hadn't expected that after solving the cultivation problem of the undead army, he would still have to find a way to help Chen Ping quickly solve the problem of the artificial soul ring manufacturing process.

"Alright, I'll put the reverse engineering of the God-given Soul Ring technology as my top priority. Are you satisfied now?"

"That's true, but you should also know that technological breakthroughs don't happen overnight. Even if I adjust the priority of the research project, it's impossible to get results in just a few days."

Upon hearing this, Chen Ping quickly and sensibly added, "Understood, your disciple will get out of here now, to leave you with a quiet research environment and not disturb you any longer."

With that, Chen Ping opened a spatial portal and disappeared into the small world.

"You little rascal, you're so cunning."

Electrolux smiled and shook his head, in high spirits.

Chen Ping's words, though rough, were not without merit. The birth of artificial soul core technology meant that he had to immediately find a way to thoroughly understand the remaining technology of the divinely bestowed soul ring.

Otherwise, once low-speed soul cores are deployed in large quantities, the shortage of soul rings—often tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions—would be a massive undertaking, even if the entire Star Dou Forest were used to fill it.

"Brother Chen, we've finally found you!"

Just a few steps after Chen Ping stepped out of the Pill Pavilion, a robust and tall figure hurriedly walked up to him; it was Long Aotian.

"Brother Aotian, come in and talk slowly, don't rush."

Seeing the deep anxiety on Long Aotian's face, Chen Ping quickly ushered him into the Pill Pavilion.

After they sat down, Long Aotian and Long Aotian, without even taking a sip of hot tea, started talking.

"Brother Chen, I've come here because I'm truly at my wit's end, and I'd like to see if you, the strategist, have any good ideas."

“Vina and I wanted to use the soul communication device to contact you to discuss countermeasures, but the people from Shrek Academy didn’t know where you were, so I had to rush over here myself.”

Upon hearing Long Aotian's words, Chen Ping immediately guessed that something might have happened at the front lines, and quickly asked, "But what trouble has arisen at the front lines?"

(End of this chapter)