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Chapter 161 Madness! Special Equipment Completed! Mr. Ge is Mighty! (Please Subscribe)
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Another world, a supernatural analysis research lab.

Many professionals gathered here, but unlike before when everyone was discussing and debating in a harmonious atmosphere, the faces of the people here now looked rather grim.

Deng Dakang's idea of ​​creating special equipment from the modern world was good, but after arriving in the other world, even after undergoing extremely rigorous consecration and sacrificial rituals, he was unable to give the created special equipment all sorts of incredible abilities.

Although Mr. Su and others from the pioneering team did not urge them these past few days, they made two trips a day. Although they were friendly and mainly tried to reassure and stabilize the situation, the pressure directly caused everyone's mentality to start to fluctuate.

Zhang Chi waved his whisk in frustration, the oppressive air churning as heavy, stagnant emotions mirrored the lingering tension in the crowd.

"Hey, is there something wrong with my approach?"

"That's impossible! The ritual itself didn't go wrong. Could it be that our rehearsal time was too short? In the other world, it takes two moons. Maybe the timing was also problematic?"

"I think it's us... no..."

Everyone started talking, one after another. Then the conversation flowed freely, turning into a discussion, and then into an argument resembling that in a market...

"Quiet down, everyone!" Zhang Chiyun's voice rang out, though not loud, it suppressed the noise in the room. "The repeated setbacks in consecrating the items are strange, but I am certain that it is not due to any error in our rituals."

An elderly advisor with half-white hair and beard stroked his long beard and slowly spoke: "I think so too. Didn't Professor Deng mention before that when things travel back and forth between the two worlds, the spiritual energy will be completely depleted? In my opinion, these objects transported from the main world are like newborn babies, which need to be slowly 'nurtured' in this world. When the time comes, their spirituality will naturally arise."

"Nurture? Uncle Qingxu, how long are we supposed to keep nurturing them?" A hot-tempered advisor slammed his hand on the table, making the bottles and jars on it rattle. "The pioneers are risking their lives on the front lines. Are we supposed to tell them, 'Wait a minute, we're nurturing what we're making!' How is this any different from those short videos where they're cleaning their guns before going into battle and then suddenly demand more money?"

"Junior brother, calm down, calm down..." someone quickly advised, "Aren't our disciples and grand-disciples also working tirelessly to make the precious talismans? They've never stopped. Special equipment is something that can't be rushed, can't be rushed."

From a corner, a voice with a Miao accent faintly rang out: "Gentlemen, I have observed that there are quite a few spiritual creatures in this forest. If we take their essence and blood and refine them with secret methods, perhaps we can bring these inanimate objects back to life."

"Junior Brother Gou, stop talking nonsense!" Zhang Chiyun's eyebrows furrowed. "We are the orthodox sect of Xuanmen, how can we practice such an evil blood sacrifice!"

"You're saying my Miao Research Institute is heretical? Are you fucking asking for a beating?"

"We are crafting special protective equipment, not for offensive purposes."

"Then everyone, use your brains! We, the orthodox sect of Xuanmen, can't even make a protective amulet. What face do we have to talk about orthodoxy?" The man known as Advisor Gou was furious. He grabbed a plaque that had just been scrapped and slammed it on the table.

"Snapped!"

With a crisp sound, the jade pendant shattered into pieces.

This jade pendant was carved with exquisite craftsmanship using a rare and beautiful jade found in another world. It was carved and made in the main world, and then attempted to be activated in the other world.

Unfortunately, after all the attempts, it turned out to be as fragile as glass and did not possess the special energy circuit characteristics it had before.

The research room was deathly silent, save for the heavy breathing.

Which one of you here isn't a respected figure in a famous scenic spot?

Ever since he heard that there was spiritual energy in this world, he was overjoyed. When he heard that the political review of those bald monks was blocked, he laughed even harder, thinking that this was a sign of the establishment of a special energy research institute!
But even though they saw the treasure mountain, they couldn't even grasp the most basic way of sensing the world.

Those spiritual energies, magical particles, and other miscellaneous things are completely undetectable.

It's fine if it can be pulled, but the key problem is that it can't be sensed at all!

The baby is suffering inside, but can't express it!
Older people often think that there is nothing in this world at all.

However, some young people can perceive illusory and unreal things, although these are just a jumble of hallucinations. Professor Deng says this is a mind-altering attack used by certain gods from another world. Generally, wearing a brainwave shielding device is sufficient for simple protection.

But this truly reveals the horror of this world.

Besides this, the advisors also watched the routine performance of burning the skeletons of the dead.

In any case, everything is telling everyone that there are extraordinary powers in this world.

It's a pity that one possesses such a treasure trove, yet cannot attain enlightenment. How difficult!
"Gentlemen, shall we verify this?"

"Alright, everyone, let's adjust our mindset first. This kind of mindset is disrespectful to the Dao Ancestor and the gods of heaven!"

"it is good!"

"Hey, where's Professor Deng?"

"Professor Deng?" The person next to him shook his head, a hint of self-deprecation in his voice. "He just went out. He's probably scratching his head over our problems!"

Zhang Chiyun twirled his whisk, his gaze sweeping over the sorrowful faces. He noticed that several leaders of the Special Forces Research Institute were distracted, clearly worn down by the successive defeats.

Although Consultant Chen appeared calm, his frequent stroking of his beard revealed that he was in a rather unusual state of mind.

Looking around, he noticed that his companions were missing, so he asked, "Where did Ge Hulu go?"

"Ge Dazhuang?" A consultant, considered young among special energy researchers averaging fifty, curled his lip and replied, "That guy is probably in seclusion somewhere again, cultivating his 'Eating the Essence of the Sun and Moon' Dao!"

His words carried a hint of disdain.

While everyone else was racking their brains over equipment for the frontline soldiers, Ge Dazhuang, an unsociable cultivation fanatic, stood out conspicuously.

As is widely known, Pigeon Mountain's special energy and equipment research focuses primarily on helping people and saving lives.

The Shangqing sect, on the other hand, focuses on self-cultivation and self-discipline.

Now that they've arrived in another world, everyone has surprisingly started changing their research focus.

“Let him be,” Advisor Chen said, rubbing his bloodshot eyes, his voice hoarse. “Let’s continue our discussion and come up with a solution. Our special equipment doesn’t have a focusing effect, so we can’t proceed to the next step.”

"No problem, no problem," Zhang Chiyun and the other advisors echoed, but none of them were entirely confident.

……

at the same time.

The Deng Dakang that everyone had been searching for was standing with the "unsociable" consultant Ge in a heavily guarded special materials warehouse.

This place contains treasures collected from various parts of another world, marked by scientists as having "high-energy reactions" and "special attributes," and regarded by advisors as "spiritually rich" treasures.

"This is the storage area for magic crystal ore." Deng Dakang pointed to a patch of ore in front of him that was shimmering with a faint red light under the lamplight, his tone carrying a hint of anticipation that he himself did not realize.

Consultant Ge looked unremarkable, with a very honest face. His usually calm eyes finally lit up when they saw the magic crystal. Looking at the incredible materials, he solemnly bowed to Deng Dakang and said, "Thank you, Professor Deng."

"You're too kind, Consultant Ge. How much do you need?" Deng Dakang waved his hand.

Just now, he watched as yet another batch of special equipment failed, and the advisors were all dejected, their disappointment almost overflowing.

Deng Dakang was also annoyed and was about to leave for the materials analysis and synthesis department to see if there was any new progress when Consultant Ge, who usually had a very low profile, caught up with him and said that he wanted to make something with spiritual materials.

Since he had no other choice but to try anything, Deng Dakang decided to bring him over himself.

“Not much,” Advisor Ge gestured with his long, thin fingers, “one qian of magic crystals, five qian of the red leaf tree on that shelf over there, and some otherworldly cinnabar…”

The amount he reported was so small that even Deng Dakang was taken aback.

When those consultants made special equipment before, they always used several kilograms of materials, trying to pile on all the best stuff.

This guy, on the other hand, is acting like he's going to a traditional Chinese medicine shop to get his prescription filled, being stingy and fussy.

"That's all?" Deng Dakang confirmed.

"That's enough," Advisor Ge said succinctly.

Deng Dakang didn't ask any more questions and immediately nodded to the warehouse manager: "Do as Consultant Ge says, I'll sign it! I wish the consultant every success!"

"Thank you for your kind words, Professor Deng."

Watching the soldiers weigh the materials with precision instruments, Deng Dakang finally couldn't contain his curiosity: "Advisor Ge, forgive my bluntness, but why... is this matter being handled so mysteriously? If you have any ideas, let's discuss them together; perhaps that will increase our chances of success."

Consultant Ge took the paper-wrapped materials, carefully tucked them into his sleeve, then slowly shook his head, revealing a mysterious smile.

"Professor Deng, my thoughts are merely speculations from classical texts, and have not yet been verified. One should not speak lightly before the great path is perfected, so please allow me to keep you in suspense for now." Advisor Ge stammered a little when he spoke, but Deng Dakang understood what he meant.

Having said all that, Deng Dakang couldn't press further and could only bow again, saying, "Then I await good news and wish the advisor every success!"

After saying that, he turned and left, heading straight for the materials analysis department. He needed to see if there had been any breakthroughs on the scientific side.

Watching Deng Dakang's departing figure, Advisor Ge bowed once more. Then, carrying his belongings and leading his junior brother, accompanied by several guards, he headed towards the most secluded quiet room in a corner of the base.

There, undisturbed, it is the perfect place to conduct secret experiments that cannot be told to outsiders.
-
Deng Dakang left the warehouse area, lit a cigarette, and amidst the swirling smoke, a rare look of fatigue appeared on his usually composed face. Seeing Wang Hu idly standing beside him, he offered him the cigarette.

Wang Hu waved his hand, his brows furrowed with worry.

"Professor, I don't smoke. Right now, their special equipment production is completely stalled, and our next phase of the land reclamation plan will probably be delayed as well. What... what should we do? The soldiers on the front lines are waiting to be equipped."

After the young special advisor researcher Niu Ma joined, although the consumption of special items kept up, the warriors who were eager to fight and make merit were thinking of going deep into the forest to prepare to deal with the elf army.

Now?

Haha~
The consumption rate of special items is only enough to keep us at the edge of the forest; we dare not venture too deep into the forest zone!
Deng Dakang took a deep breath, and the pungent smoke filled his lungs, seemingly dispelling the gloom in his heart.

"When soldiers come, we'll meet them head-on; when water comes, we'll dam it. It's normal to encounter some setbacks at the beginning." He exhaled a long puff of smoke. "Especially at times like these, we must not lose our composure."

That being said, there was a heaviness hidden in those deep eyes that even he himself might not have realized.

The two stood at the crossroads, silently enduring the freezing winds and fine snowflakes of this other world.

The wind didn't smell of industrial exhaust; instead, it carried a chill that made you feel cold to the bone.

This coldness was initially very uncomfortable, but after a few months, many people experienced a significant improvement in their physical condition.

But people still find the coldness of this world a bit hard to get used to!

After a long while, Deng Dakang finally opened the metal mesh on top of the trash can and precisely pressed the cigarette butt, which was now only a small piece, inside.

It was a designated cigarette butt collection area. The switch was mainly to prevent small animals remotely controlled by mind magic from stealing them. This small design, however, highlighted the rigor and order of the entire base.

He patted Wang Hu on the shoulder: "I'm going to check on the new materials research lab. You go back first and tell them to keep things calm."

After saying that, he strode towards the heavily guarded materials research area.

I signed my name on the door as a matter of routine before the door slid open.

As soon as Deng Dakang entered the room, he saw a familiar figure.

"Ha, Dakang, what brings you here? Look at your long face, what's wrong, is the project stalled again?" The other person also saw Deng Dakang.

An elderly man in a white coat, with gray hair but a sprightly demeanor, carrying a silver briefcase, burst into laughter upon seeing Deng Dakang.

The visitor was none other than Professor Peng, a leading figure in the field of materials science at Southeast University. He had previously spearheaded research and analysis of the properties of new materials and was highly respected.

Deng Dakang's furrowed brows finally relaxed a little when he saw his senior and acquaintance. He greeted him with a wry smile: "Old Peng, please don't tease me. I've just been stuck for several days and want to clear my head, so I came here to learn from you."

Professor Peng chuckled and led him inside, carrying his suitcase: "Well done, kid. Let me take good care of this new ancestor before we have a proper chat."

"A new ancestor?" Deng Dakang's curiosity was piqued. "What new material? May I take a look?"

“It’s still that same adamantite,” Professor Peng said, carefully placing the box on a lab bench covered with an anti-static mat. He entered the password without turning his head. “We’ve already figured out all the physical properties of this stuff in our main world. And then, in all sorts of strange tests in this other world, metal creep has appeared once again.”

He paused, and the box popped open with a "click".

"The adamantite here, because of the properties of magical particles, always seems to give our colleagues in the synthetic materials field a lot of work!"

Professor Peng's tone was a mixture of extreme excitement and a frantic headache.

"A big job?" Deng Dakang leaned closer, his eyes instantly turning sharp.

"Yes, it's a big job that I love but also dreads!" Professor Peng took out a sealed metal block from the box. The piece of refined gold, no bigger than the palm of his hand, had a faint golden halo flowing across its surface, like breathing, sometimes bright and sometimes dim.

"The synthesis and development of adamantite are highly random, but the periodic table of elements in the new world is almost ready. When that happens, we will finally regain control over the properties of these things!"

"That's something to look forward to!" Deng Dakang's voice also carried a hint of excitement.

"Yes, I'm really looking forward to it!"
-
In a quiet room in the nearby paranormal research area, the air is filled with the fragrance of sandalwood.

Soldier Teng Yanchen stood in the corner, watching the two brothers, Advisor Ge and his brother, set up the altar and place the offerings, his eyelids twitching.

Just now, when he heard that Consultant Ge was going to draw patterns on his body, this soldier who never blinked on the battlefield, seeing that there was no reply from his leader on his tablet, finally couldn't hold back.

"Is...is this really okay to do?"

"Don't worry." Advisor Ge didn't turn his head, carefully wiping things, his tone as calm as if he were saying the weather was nice today, "I'm really clueless when it comes to making special equipment. But when it comes to drawing things, Pigeon Mountain is second to none."

He waved his hand, signaling Teng Yanchen and the other guard to step back and not disturb his ceremony.

"Junior brother, grind the ink."

"Alright, senior brother."

Ge Wuyou responded, took out a palm-sized stone inkstone, and poured in cinnabar, powdered magic crystal, and more than ten other special materials from different worlds.

On the altar, offerings of fruit were neatly arranged, and several jade pendants brought from the main world reflected a warm light under the lamp.

With everything in place, Consultant Ge took a deep breath, and his entire aura suddenly changed.

He first stood solemnly, muttering incantations, and then went through a series of procedures...

Teng Yanchen watched in stunned silence. After thinking for a long time, he finally took out his communicator to check if there had been any replies to his messages.

[Consultant Ge from Pigeon Mountain is preparing to make it himself; he says he's very confident. Should we stop him?]

The message has been sent and a notification has been sent indicating that it has been read.

But no one replied.

He was extremely anxious. If something went wrong, the two guards couldn't afford to take the responsibility.

The reply came quickly, consisting of only one sentence.

[Let professionals do what they're good at; there's no need to stop them, just keep good records.]

[Reply from: Su Mingjin]

Upon seeing these words, Teng Yanchen felt a great weight lifted from his heart.

Consultant Ge had already begun to stomp his feet, and the tone of his chanting became more and more high-pitched. His hands formed hand seals, and each step seemed to be on the beat of an invisible drum.

Teng Yanchen couldn't understand it, but he could feel that the air in this small, quiet room seemed to have become thick.

After completing the set of steps, Advisor Ge was covered in sweat. He kowtowed three times before straightening up and looking at his junior brother.

"Junior brother, I'm all better now."

Ge Wuyou nodded; he had also made all the necessary preparations.

He rolled up his sleeves, took out a small silver knife, and without hesitation, cut a slit in his fingertip, squeezing a few drops of his heart's blood into the inkstone.

"Senior brother, I'm offended!"

Ge Wuyou let out a low shout and used his blood to mix the cinnabar and magic crystal powder evenly. After the ink was formed, it once again faintly emitted a red light.

Consultant Ge, whose secular name is Ge Dazhuang, has now taken off his robe, revealing his strong back.

Although he is nearly fifty years old, he has been practicing Taoism and martial arts for many years, so he has no excess fat on his body and his skin is white as if it has never seen the sun.

He sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and silently recited something in his mind.

A few days ago, Brother Chen from Wudang showed them the phenomenon of a painting spontaneously combusting after it failed.

But the scene of half the table being burned to charcoal is still vivid in Ge Dazhuang's memory.

Although he had completed a considerable amount of the basic drawing this time, he knew that this was a do-or-die situation.

That is why he blurred the function of the patterns he drew and repeatedly expressed his full confidence.

He did this not only for the soldiers on the front lines, but also for his compatriots who had not yet set foot on this land. Ge Dazhuang was willing to give up his life today!
"Senior brother!" Ge Wuyou's voice rang out behind him.

"Come on," Ge Dazhuang uttered two words, his voice not loud, but as heavy as Mount Tai.

Ge Wuyou no longer hesitated. He took a deep breath to calm himself, and with a flick of his wrist, the wolf-hair brush, soaked in blood ink, was suspended on his senior brother's back.

The pen tip fell. A bone-chilling coldness shot up his spine and instantly spread throughout Ge Dazhuang's body, making him shiver uncontrollably.

Ge Wuyou wrote with incredible speed, his brushstrokes flowing like dragons and snakes, each stroke seemingly etched into bone. His lips moved, the whispered scripture barely audible, only to himself.

Sweat rolled down his forehead, hitting the ground and spreading into a small dark patch.

This is not just about drawing energy patterns, but also about expending one's mental energy and vital essence.

Teng Yanchen stood at a distance, holding his breath. He felt his heart was about to leap out of his chest. As a soldier, he had seen all kinds of bloody scenes, but the scene before him made him feel a tension that came from the depths of his soul.

He was very worried about the safety of the two advisors, fearing that the thing might burn them to death!
Soon, an intricate pattern of spiritual energy gathering was fully formed on Ge Dazhuang's back.

The moment the piece was finished, Ge Wuyou abruptly put down his pen, as if all his strength had been drained away in an instant. He staggered backward, only managing to stay upright thanks to sheer willpower.

"Senior brother!" he called out nervously, his voice hoarse.

In the quiet room, you could hear a pin drop.

Ge Dazhuang sat cross-legged without moving an inch, like a stone statue.

Teng Yanchen and the other soldier were on tenterhooks, just about to step forward to check, when suddenly something unexpected happened!

The dark red patterns on Ge Dazhuang's back began to emit a faint red glow.

The red light grew brighter and brighter, and every stroke became scorching hot, like a red-hot branding iron deeply embedded in the flesh!

"hiss……"

Ge Dazhuang clenched his teeth, letting out a suppressed groan of pain. His muscles bulged, and veins slithered across his skin like small snakes.

"Senior brother?!" Ge Wuyou's face turned deathly pale.

"...It's alright!" Ge Dazhuang squeezed out the two words through gritted teeth, his voice like two stones rubbing together. "Keep your mind focused, don't come any closer!"

He suddenly opened his eyes, and those usually peaceful eyes now ignited with two faint golden lights!

His aura suddenly surged!
"Cards!" he growled.

"It's here!" Ge Wuyou exclaimed, and quickly picked up the plaque carved from jade from another world from the altar.

With the item in hand, Ge Dazhuang held the plaque in his left hand and raised his right hand in a sword-like gesture. The tone of his chanting suddenly rose, no longer a low murmur, but a high-pitched and impassioned shout!

The air in the quiet room became thick, as if an invisible force was gathering!
"Om-"

A visible ripple spread outwards from Ge Dazhuang's center!
Teng Yanchen felt a gentle breeze and exchanged a horrified glance with his colleague.

Is this done?

"Edict!"

Ge Dazhuang shouted loudly and pointed his sword at the jade tablet!

The spirit-gathering pattern on his back shone brightly, and the dazzling red light seemed to come alive, rushing wildly from his arm to his fingertips!
"to make!"

The red light began to change color, and then a dazzling golden light burst forth from his fingertips, flowing through his fingers and into the plaque!

The ordinary-looking jade stone emitted a crisp hum and was instantly illuminated by golden light. Its luster flowed, and it was warm, smooth, and translucent, as if a small sun was hidden inside.

A moment later, all the light receded, and the object returned to its ancient appearance, but with an indescribable spiritual charm.

Teng Yanchen and Ge Wuyou stared wide-eyed at the scene, not daring to breathe.

a long time……

"Senior brother?" Ge Wuyou called out tentatively.

Ge Dazhuang slowly turned his head, and a weak but bright smile appeared on his sweat-soaked face.

He looked at his junior brother, then at Teng Yanchen and the others who were staring in disbelief, and flashed a gleam of white teeth.

"Junior brother, young man Teng, hey, tell Professor Deng... the stuff's done!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyelids rolled back, and he fell straight backward.

"Brother!"

"Advisor Ge!"
-
A few kilometers away, in the prisoner monitoring room.

Su Mingjin stood with her hands behind her back, quietly watching Yu Qiwen and the others busy themselves in front of rows of equipment.

On the large, segmented monitoring screen, more than a dozen screens are playing the dynamics of the sprites in real time.

Unlike the chaos of their first time being let out for a walk, the sprites were noticeably more well-behaved today, gathering in small groups and whispering among themselves.

Some elves looked around, searching for a chance to escape.

However, most of the Pokémon in the free-roaming mode do not approach the outer walls.

These energetic otherworldly elves had no desire to be captured and controlled.

Yesterday, some elves, seeing that the human defenses were extremely lax, actually attempted to climb over the wall and leave.

Thinking of the elf who tried to perform "flying over the prison" yesterday, and howling and trembling from being shocked by the high-voltage current, Su Mingjin's lips twitched involuntarily.

When she was happy, she noticed that Gong Pengfei had temporarily put down his work, so she went over and asked softly, "Expert Gong, at the current pace, how much longer will it take?"

Although Su Mingjin knew a lot about this kind of interrogation, she wasn't the best at it.

Therefore, she often listens to the advice of more professional people like Gong Pengfei.

Gong Pengfei adjusted his glasses, a confident smile typical of a technician on his face: "Soon, Mr. Su. We've already reduced their initial hostility. In a few more days, we should be able to have effective communication."

Su Mingjin nodded, feeling somewhat relieved.

"The elves have very few clues about the elven army's attack, so this matter is very important to us. Let's try to get some clues as soon as possible."

"Please rest assured, Mr. Su!"

Just then, the door to the monitoring room was suddenly pushed open, and a soldier, panting heavily, ran in, his voice trembling from running so fast.

"President Su! It's done with Consultant Ge from Pigeon Mountain!"

In an instant, all the noise in the monitoring room disappeared, and everyone stopped what they were doing and looked over.

Su Mingjin's pupils suddenly contracted. She slowly turned around and stared at the soldier covered in sweat: "What's done?"

"The special equipment is complete!" the soldier roared, his face filled with barely suppressed joy and reverence.

Special equipment?

Gong Pengfei and the others were completely confused. What special equipment?
Su Mingjin's mind went blank for a moment, then exploded.

She recalled Teng Yanchen's report and the ordinary yet incredibly resolute face of Consultant Ge Dazhuang.

When she arrived in this other world, she and Deng Dakang went to greet them. The two consultants, Zhang from Maoshan and Longshan, were the most eye-catching. Her attention was entirely on them.

Compared to the other two, Consultant Ge often slurred his words, which made her underestimate him at one point.

Unexpectedly, the taciturn and even quiet Consultant Ge was the first to get the special equipment sorted out!

Su Mingjin turned around almost instinctively, took a step forward, and said with an undeniable determination in her voice, "Let's go! Let's go take a look!"

Before the words were even finished, the person had already left the door like the wind.

Gong Pengfei looked at the settled elves on the monitoring screen, then glanced at Su Mingjin's disappearing figure, his mind racing as he weighed the options.

He grabbed Tang Huanzhu, who was about to follow, and said, "Little Tang, you and the others keep a close eye on things! I'm going to check it out. If the special equipment really works, it will be crucial for our negotiations with the elves! You know how disgusting those long-eared magicians are!"

After saying that, he pushed up his glasses, took long strides, and jogged after him.

"Oh..." Tang Huanzhu responded, looking at the empty doorway, and muttered to herself, "What's so great about it?"

She sullenly sat back down in her seat, but her eyes kept glancing towards the door.

A short while later, Professor Yu Qiwen returned from the lounge, wiping his hands. He noticed that the atmosphere in the monitoring room was off, and several key figures were missing. He couldn't help but ask, "Xiao Tang, where are President Su and Xiao Gong?"

Tang Huanzhu replied irritably, "What special equipment are you looking at!"

"Special equipment?" Yu Qiwen's voice instantly rose, his eyes behind his glasses shining frighteningly. "It's done?!"

"Oh, I heard it was Consultant Ge from Pigeon Mountain who came up with it."

"Oh my God!"

Yu Qiwen slapped his thigh, not caring that his hands were still wet, and turned to rush out.

When he ran all the way to the area where the meditation room was located, he realized that he was still too late.

This place isn't just bustling; it's like a bustling market.

The corridor was packed with people, three layers deep.

The outermost circle consisted of ordinary researchers and soldiers, craning their necks to peer inside.

The middle floor housed various advisors, each one visibly excited, whispering amongst themselves, their brows furrowed with undisguised pride.

Further inside was Commander Man, his face glowing red, and several other scientists who looked like bigwigs in the fields of weaponry and new materials.

Just as Yu Qiwen was wondering how to squeeze in, he suddenly saw a familiar figure outside that stood out conspicuously.

It was Professor Deng Dakang who rushed over from outside, but whose gait and posture were off.

"Professor Deng, your foot..." Yu Qiwen finally managed to get closer.

"Damn it, don't even mention it!" Deng Dakang grimaced in pain, but hopped forward on one leg without taking a single step back. "I ran too fast when I heard the special equipment was done and twisted my ankle! Come on, Lao Yu, let's both push our way in!"

After saying that, he used Yu Qiwen as a human shield to clear the way, putting his arm around Yu Qiwen's shoulder and pushing him forward.

Despite being pushed and shoved, Yu Qiwen had no choice but to grit his teeth and keep pushing forward.

"Hey, make way, make way! We have an injured person here, and we also have an urgent matter to discuss with President Su!"

"Give me, let me!"

The consultants inside were jostled about, and when they turned around and saw these two disrespectful old men, they immediately glared at them.

But since this was their moment of glory, they couldn't afford to cause trouble, so they could only shift their position to make way for them.

Yu Qiwen and Deng Dakang scrambled into the inner circle, and the sight before them made them gasp for breath.

Su Mingjin and Brigade Commander Man were surrounding a figure sitting cross-legged, while Ge Wuyou nervously wiped his sweat.

It was Ge Dazhuang.

He was shirtless, his bronze skin was covered in sweat, his face was as pale as paper, and his breathing was weak but steady.

What is most striking is the pattern drawn on his entire back with otherworldly materials. Although the light has faded, the marks of the strokes are like branding marks, slightly reddish, and there are even bloodstains on the surrounding skin.

It was obvious that he had suffered physically while drawing the energy gathering patterns.

Yu Qiwen's eyelids twitched as he read it.

When special materials from another world are fused together, the resulting strange items become filled with energy and possess incredible effects.

He knew how dangerous this thing was.

When Consultant Chen was drawing, the failed pieces spontaneously combusted.

Fortunately, it burned; otherwise, it exploded—it was quite dangerous.

I thought that Consultant Chen was the limit, but I didn't expect that Pigeon Mountain would be even more amazing, directly drawing the pattern that can absorb energy on his body.

Is he using himself as a battery?

This is truly risking their lives!
Those who do research, especially those who study special energies, are truly terrifying!
"How is Consultant Ge's health?" Deng Dakang asked hurriedly when he saw Ge Dazhuang's condition.

"Senior brother is just exhausted; he'll be fine after a few days of rest," Ge Wuyou replied, then took out the equipment he had created. "Professor Deng, it's finished! Senior brother thanks you for your help; it's ready for you to use!"

All eyes gradually turned to the jade tablet.

It lay quietly in Ge Wuyou's palm, looking ordinary, just a piece of jade of good quality, but everyone present could feel its difference.

It was an indescribable spiritual charm that flowed within it.

Jade seems not to be an inanimate object, but a living thing that is breathing.

Deng Dakang limped over, adjusted his glasses, and his eyes almost shone with light: "Contained energy, perfect closed loop! Consultant Ge, this is too amazing!"

"Ahem!" A consultant from Longshan coughed heavily.

Deng Dakang glanced over, rolled his eyes, and then said, "Ge Shan is indeed a master at making equipment!"

The other consultants who hadn't contributed any effort blushed slightly upon hearing Deng Dakang's words.

Just then, Ge Dazhuang, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly twitched his eyelids. He slowly opened his eyes, his weak gaze sweeping over everyone before finally landing on Deng Dakang's face, where he forced a smile.

“Professor Deng…” his voice was hoarse, “I have fulfilled my mission.”

"Haha, Consultant Ge, it's you!" Deng Dakang raised his hand: "Consultant Ge, has this special equipment been tested? How effective is it?"

The Wudang consultant Chen standing next to him pursed his lips slightly, revealing no emotion whatsoever!

"It has just been made, and its specific effects still need to be verified."

"Haha, great! We'll verify it in a bit!" After saying that, Deng Dakang looked at President Su, "Um, President Su, could you give me some instructions?"

"Do you all think it would be most suitable to use them first on the soldiers of the Southern Reclamation Team and the Action Team?"

"Mr. Su, your insight is brilliant!"

"I'll listen to President Su!"

Now that the special equipment is ready, the next step is to test its functionality.

Commander Man spoke first: "General Su, hand this precious asset over to our special forces unit that goes south to capture animals! Let them take it on missions. We'll see what they're made of!"

His voice was loud and clear, carrying the decisiveness unique to soldiers.

Commander Fu was about to speak when he saw Su Mingjin signal him not to speak first.

"Commander Man, don't rush." ​​Su Mingjin raised her hand to calm him down, her expression composed. "The item is good, but its specific effects are still unclear. Whether it's offensive, defensive, supportive, or something else, it's all unknown. Giving it directly to the front-line elites is too risky. Even equipment needs to be tested first, let alone something like this for self-defense!"

She paused, her gaze sweeping over everyone: "Let's start testing with the second-tier teams first, it'll be safer and the data will be more controllable."

Su Mingjin's words carried undeniable weight. Although Commander Man was anxious, he understood this principle. This was a unique treasure; if there were any side effects and it damaged their elite fighting force, he would have nowhere to turn for help.

“Okay, we’ll do as General Su says, it’s the right thing to do!” Brigade Commander Man nodded in agreement.

Once the matter was settled, Su Mingjin began clearing the area. The many consultants who had rushed over went to a quiet room to rest, and the scientists said that they would discuss the follow-up matters after the consultants had recovered sufficiently.

Only Wudang Advisor Chen and a few core advisors from Longshan, Maoshan and Qingchengshan remain here.

As a technical consultant, Deng Dakang naturally stayed behind as well. He limped to a chair, sat down, and rubbed his swollen ankle.

Yu Qiwen's eyes darted around, and then he actually started serving tea and water, completely shameless, determined to get the latest news here.

The room fell silent instantly, and the atmosphere changed from noisy to solemn.

Su Mingjin walked up to Ge Dazhuang, her tone filled with sincere respect: "Advisor Ge, you and Geshan have made a great contribution to the country this time. I will personally report this matter."

Ge Dazhuang smiled weakly, without a trace of pride on his face: "It is my honor, and also the honor of Geshan, to be able to do my best for the country."

"Mr. Ge is very kind." Su Mingjin nodded, then got to the point, "Could you tell us the detailed process of making the special equipment, as well as your own feelings? This is crucial for our subsequent research."

(End of this chapter)