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Chapter 201 The Birth of the Armor

Dark, oppressive, and suffocating.

This is the deepest underground bunker in the headquarters of Nadutong.

The air was filled with a mixture of smells of metal, engine oil, and old documents.

After his conversation with Zhuge Qing, Zhao Fangxu was unable to sit still any longer, and couldn't even get a good night's sleep.

He almost immediately activated the highest level of confidentiality, took the budget and simplified technical outline that Zhuge Qing had hastily prepared overnight, and summoned several master craftsmen in the company for an emergency technical assessment.

At this moment, hundreds of dazzling blueprints are spread out on the huge alloy conference table.

Several middle-aged men with graying temples and a composed demeanor were gathered around the table. They would occasionally bend down and carefully trace the lines on the drawing with their calloused fingers.

At times, he would straighten up and whisper to his companion, his brow furrowed.

Occasionally, a suppressed gasp of amazement would be heard.

Every reaction was like a tiny needle pricking Zhao Fangxu's heart.

He sat to the side, seemingly calm, but his hands, clasped tightly together on his knees, and his slightly tense jawline betrayed his inner turmoil.

Feeling extremely uneasy and restless.

This is not just a suit of armor; it is his only lever to break the rigid mindset of the higher-ups, and it is the hope that All-Knowing can catch up with Behemoth, or even surpass him.

It is also a monumental gamble for this country to seize the initiative in the future world of superhumans.

Time ticked by, and the air seemed to freeze.

Finally, the elderly man at the head of the group slowly straightened up, his white beard trembling slightly. In the end, under Zhao Fangxu's gaze, which seemed to leap out of his chest, he gently shook his head.

You mean...it won't work?

Seeing the other party's reaction, Zhao Fangxu's heart sank, as if he had instantly fallen into an ice cave.

"It's not impossible,"

A complex, almost bewildered look flashed in the old man's cloudy eyes. He shook his head again and sighed.
"It's not that I don't understand."

"don't know?"

Zhao Fangxu was stunned, almost thinking he had misheard. He leaned forward involuntarily and asked incredulously:

"Mr. Liu, even you can't understand it?!"

The man before me is Liu Cheng, the last successor of the Tiangong Hall.

Tiangong Hall was once the number one sect in the world of supernatural beings when it came to weapon crafting. Although the chaos of the Jia Shen year caused the death of most of its masters and the extinction of most of its lineage, its foundation remains unfathomable.

As its current leader, Elder Liu holds a position of great importance in the weapon-refining world, much like Mount Tai and the Big Dipper.

The art of weapon crafting is profound and mysterious.

There are two fundamental aspects: the blueprints and the techniques.

The blueprint is the soul of a magical artifact. It must follow the principles of Yin and Yang and the Five Elements, and combine the characteristics of materials and rune formations to endow the artifact with various mysteries.

It can be said that a blueprint for a high-level magic weapon is the lifeblood of an entire school of thought.

As for techniques, they are the essence of weapon crafting. For example, the Tiangong Hall, which learned from Lu Ban, is skilled in wood and stone mechanisms; while the Tang Clan is good at using mechanisms and metal, specializing in killing and concealed weapons.

And now, this master craftsman who has been immersed in the art of weapon crafting for sixty years actually said "I don't understand" when faced with a set of blueprints.
This is even more baffling than simply saying "no".

"It's not that I can't understand it at all, it's just..."

Old Liu seemed to be carefully choosing his words. He raised his hand, pointed to the complex array structure on the blueprint, which resembled a galaxy, and pondered, "..."

"It's just a little hard to understand."

Its foundation remains the familiar Yin-Yang and Five Elements theory, as well as the Eight Trigrams, and it has not deviated from the scope of weapon crafting.

But... the way it combines and applies these fundamental principles is completely beyond my comprehension.

"Indeed, I haven't felt this way in a long time."

It reminds me of when I was young, the first time I entered a master's school, and the shock and bewilderment I felt when my master showed me the first basic rune diagram.

I recognize each symbol individually, but the profound mystery they create when combined makes me feel like a complete novice.

Another weapon refiner next to him nodded in agreement, adjusting his glasses with a hint of reverence in his voice.

"Then... what exactly is this thing...?"

Zhao Fangxu's heart leaped into his throat again. He swallowed hard and asked in a dry voice,

He doesn't want to care about anything else right now; he just wants to know one thing: can this thing go from blueprints to reality?

"You don't need to worry about that." "This stuff is definitely good stuff."

I was simply amazed by the complexity and creativity of this set of ritual implements.

The designer's ideas are imaginative yet meticulously crafted, with each element logically connected; it's unlikely to have been written haphazardly.

Old Liu seemed to see through his anxiety, waved his hand, and the confusion in his eyes was gradually replaced by a light called "excitement".

"Can it be practiced?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Fangxu felt as if a huge weight had been lifted from his heart. He practically lunged at the table, eagerly pressing for answers.

"Can.

Although this thing is extremely complex as a whole, the designer is very clever. He broke down the entire system into countless independent modules. Although the difficulty of refining each module is still very high, it is not impossible to complete.

With the combined efforts of us old guys, plus the weapon refiners from the Zhuge family's main branch, if the materials can keep up...

We should be able to build the first prototype in about six months. Perhaps... once we're more familiar with this entirely new design concept, the speed can be increased considerably.

Old Liu pondered for a moment, his gaze sweeping over the faces of his companions one by one. Seeing that they all wore solemn yet eager expressions, he slowly nodded.

"Half a year?!"

Zhao Fangxu's eyes lit up instantly, flashing with astonishing brilliance.
"So fast?"

This is several times faster than he had even the most optimistic expectations!
……

A few days later, a top-secret plan codenamed "God of War" was quietly launched within Nadutong.

Zhao Fangxu used all the resources at his disposal to suppress the matter at the lowest level of notification. The project was personally led and overseen by Zhuge Qing, who, together with the top weapon refiners drawn from Na Du Tong and the Zhuge family, began working on the project in a secluded secret base.

Fail, debug, fail again, debug again...

For weapon refiners, this was nothing out of the ordinary.

Refining magical artifacts is a delicate task that requires a lot of mental effort and materials; explosions and material damage are common occurrences.

This time, however, no one felt impatient; instead, everyone was immersed in an unprecedented frenzy of learning and creation.

Every failure was an opportunity for them to gain a deeper understanding of that entirely new theoretical system.

The "Xingtian" blueprints that Zhuge Qing presented were like a living textbook, opening a door to a new world for these masters who had reached the pinnacle of their respective schools.

Especially in the second month of the project, a peculiar phenomenon left Zhao Fangxu, who came to inspect the project, completely bewildered.

The group of weapon-refining masters, led by Elder Liu, whose average age was over sixty, began to address the young man in his early twenties as "Mr. Zhuge" when discussing issues with Zhuge Qing.

His demeanor was extremely respectful, as if a junior were seeking guidance from a leading scholar.

Does this sound like a word?

Zhao Fangxu muttered to himself, and when he had a moment of free time, he asked Old Liu about it with some curiosity.

"Chairman Zhao, you don't understand weapon crafting, so you don't get it. What Master Zhuge brought us is not just technology, but a revolution."

This is similar to... the significance of Einstein's theory of relativity to the entire physics community.

In the past, we relied solely on classical mechanics, but he directly revealed to us the deeper laws of the universe. What he mastered was epoch-making!

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Old Liu looked completely at ease. He stroked his beard and said to Zhao Fangxu with deep emotion.

Zhuge Qing simply smiled indifferently at this.

This is, after all, another world, the ultimate result of thousands of years of development and evolution of Qimen Dunjia and Shenjishu.

Even if he only reveals part of the information, it will be revolutionary for the world.

Time flew by in this tense yet passionate atmosphere.

half year later.

"Om-"

With a soft yet long hum of energy, the energy core was embedded into the chest of the Xingtian Armor in the center of the refining room, and then the outer armor closed.

In an instant, it was as if a sleeping dragon had opened its eyes.

Inside the armor, tens of thousands of internal Qi channels, finer than a hair, were simultaneously illuminated. The pale blue light flashed and disappeared along the complex patterns inside the armor before finally fading into silence.

Upon seeing this, the weapon refiner team cheered.

This means that the first "Xingtian" prototype has officially rolled off the production line...

(End of this chapter)