Mystery: A Spark

The corridor is lined with many gas lamps embedded in the walls, making it so bright that it doesn't feel like an underground place at all.

The bishop leading the way said:

“We have always used these gas lamps, which have pipes that connect directly to the outside, thus preventing the harmful gases produced by combustion from accumulating underground.”

"However, His Highness Bonova recently stated that the gas lamp is not working well and that a better lighting device will be installed later."

It seems Bonova's research results are ready for practical application. I'm getting more and more curious... Arthur followed the bishop to a door made of steel.

The bishop stopped and turned around, saying:

“Mr. Arthur, this is His Highness Bonova’s laboratory. This is all I can bring here.”

“Yes, thank you, Bishop.” Arthur watched him leave.

He turned and walked to the door, where the heavy iron door slid open to both sides.

It's actually an automatic door!

Arthur walked in with some surprise and found that it was a very spacious and bright room.

The room was filled with all sorts of impressive-looking facilities, making it look like a modern biochemical laboratory.

"You've arrived." A voice, excited yet slightly weary, rang out. "Your initial idea has been a complete success, and I've gained a new kind of energy."

"A completely new, pure energy."

Chapter 162 The Birth of Psychic Power

Inside the underground laboratory.

Arthur looked at Bonova in front of him, his expression somewhat strange, and asked:

"Mr. Bonova, what's with those glasses on your face?"

At this moment, Bonova was wearing a pair of old-fashioned black-rimmed glasses, which made him look quite strange.

“Oh, you mean this? This is a magical item my father made a while ago. It can enhance the user’s brain’s processing speed, making my thinking smoother when I’m doing research.” Bonova took off his black-rimmed glasses and handed them to Arthur.

Arthur curiously took it and tentatively put it on his face. He immediately felt his mind clear and his thoughts became incredibly active.

After a few seconds of contemplation, he took off the glasses and returned them to Bonova.

"I do feel my brainpower has improved a lot after wearing it, Mr. Bonova. What are its negative effects?" Arthur asked curiously.

After taking off his glasses, he felt his brain became much duller, but because he had only worn them for a short time, he quickly adapted to his original state.

"These glasses can make the brain work faster, which will naturally make the brain take in more energy. If it cannot be replenished in time, the brain will be at risk of being burned out. This is a negative effect that is not a negative effect."

"But it's nothing. My father said that as long as you keep replenishing with enough sugar and salt water while using it, that's what I did before."

"The real negative effect of these glasses is that when you use them, it's easy to see things you shouldn't see, just like my sister's voyeuristic eyes."

"However, this is in the basement of the cathedral, and since I am already a Sequence 2 Knowledge Mentor, I will not be affected much."

Bonova carefully put his glasses away in his pocket and said with a smile:

"Actually, these glasses are not as helpful to me as you feel. As an angel of the Common Knowledge Path, my Extraordinary Sequence has already given me powerful thinking abilities. It's just that I wear them while researching because they are a magical item that my father made and used."

“I see.” Arthur said, suddenly understanding. “Mr. Bonova, let’s talk about the new energy first.”

"Hmm...okay, come on, I'll show you the results."

Bonova led Arthur down a side corridor into another spacious room with a completely different style.

On one side of the room stood three cylindrical transparent containers, inside which were three grotesque and terrifying demons.

Through the container walls, it was clear that although the three demons were still alive, they were too weak to retain any conscious awareness.

They had many tubes inserted into their bodies, and an unknown liquid was injected into the demons' bodies through these tubes. Arthur guessed that this liquid was meant to provide them with nutrients to sustain life, while also suppressing their activity.

Tsk, this art style is getting weirder and weirder. I wonder if it will turn into a biohazard... Arthur looked at the three pitiful demons and then looked away.

He is a kind-hearted person and cannot bear to see such a terrible scene.

Arthas, meanwhile, curled up into a little ball of fur and perched on Arthur's shoulder, obediently acting as a mascot and showing no unusual behavior.

"The method of extracting the life and soul of demons to obtain a new energy was actually successful some time ago. However, since the extracted energy could not be stored at that time, I waited until the problem was initially resolved before informing you of this matter."

After saying that, Bonova went to a square black pillar not far from the three demons.

The black column was pointed at the top and wide at the bottom, about half the height of a person. It was engraved with patterns that Arthur could not understand, and there were some grooves on the base that he did not know what they were for.

"This is a device that can store the extracted energy. However, it's a bit of a shame that it and this small section of energy transmission pipeline were actually created by me using my extraordinary abilities, and its storage capacity is not very high. So these things still have a long way to go before they can be truly put into application." Bonova patted the black, half-human-sized obelisk and said with some dissatisfaction.

Arthur nodded, understanding.

In a high-energy world like the Mysterious World, there is an advantage in scientific research compared to his previous world: even when theoretical knowledge is incomplete, strong individuals can use their raw skills to create finished products by hand.

This was something that would have been virtually impossible in his previous life.

In his previous life, if the theoretical knowledge of something was not fully researched, it would be almost impossible to manufacture a finished product.

Especially the weapons of war in modern times, such as various mushroom-shaped missiles, airplanes, rockets, and artillery, can only be manufactured after the theoretical knowledge has been thoroughly studied.

Bonova's approach was to use his angelic abilities to create something with the functions he needed, and then turn around and study how it worked.

This is the convenience that the high-energy world offers for scientific research.

Of course, strong individual capabilities are not always a good thing; sometimes they can hinder the rise of technology.

Just like in Arthur's previous life, the reason why technology flourished was perhaps due to the weakness of individual humans.

Because humans cannot fly freely on their own, they developed fast and comfortable flying tools; because individual human force is too slow to kill enemies, they researched all sorts of devastating weapons; because humans cannot communicate with others thousands of miles away, they developed a variety of technological achievements such as the Internet.

In the mysterious world, it wasn't until the arrival of the time traveler, Rosell, that technology began to emerge.

"In any case, now that we have achieved usable results, I believe that with your research, Mr. Bonova, they are not far from being put into practical application."

"By the way, Mr. Bonova, could I experience this new energy firsthand?" Arthur asked curiously after observing the black obelisk for a while.

“Okay.” Bonova nodded, then walked to the container holding the three demons and pressed a button.

The next second, the incomprehensible patterns on the black obelisk gradually lit up, emitting a green glow, and the obelisk itself began to emit a "humming" sound.

“It’s the first prototype, so its stability isn’t very good yet, and it will also suffer considerable energy loss,” Bonova said as she walked over again.

Arthur nodded absentmindedly, his attention now completely drawn to the illuminated obelisk.

The instant the device emitted its green light, Arthur sensed a familiar aura emanating from it.

He was sure of one thing.

That is, this energy, which is derived from the life and soul of demons, and the fel energy in his skull of Gul'dan are probably essentially the same thing.

As Arthur gazed at the illuminated obelisk, he slowly placed his hand on it. Bonova, standing nearby, raised an eyebrow but did not intervene.

After experiencing it firsthand, Arthur realized that his initial feeling was correct.

Of course, this doesn't mean that the two are completely the same; there are still differences.

Fel energy is more aggressive, more violent, and more difficult to control. This nature also makes the magic released from it more powerful. In contrast, the energy in the obelisk is relatively mild and easier to utilize.

"By the way, Mr. Bonova, does this energy have a name?" After confirming his feelings, Arthur withdrew his hand and asked.

"It doesn't have a name yet. It came into existence because of you. You can name it," Bonova said gently.

“This isn’t quite right. You are the true inventor of this energy; I only proposed an idea.” Arthur hesitated.

"It's alright, I'm not really good at naming things. Look at those glasses from earlier, they don't even have a name," Bonova said nonchalantly.

So you're just as bad at naming things as I am... Arthur muttered to himself, then said:

"In that case, let's call it... Psychic Power, Mr. Bonova, what do you think?"

Although he was terrible at naming things, he had read a lot of fantasy works in his previous life, so he quickly came up with a pretty good name.

Although this energy and fel energy should essentially be the same thing, the name fel energy doesn't sound like a good thing, so Arthur naturally wouldn't use it.

This kind of energy will likely be used in many households in the future, so it naturally needs a nice-sounding name.

“Psionic energy… that’s a nice name.” Bonova chuckled. “I also made a little thing that can store this new energy independently. Since this new energy is called psionic energy, let’s call this little thing a psionic crystal.”

As he spoke, he took out a spherical, gem-like object from his pocket. It was a soft green color, and ripples occasionally emanated from its interior, giving it a dreamlike appearance.

"A psionic crystal? How much energy can it store? How stable is it?" Arthur looked at the small ball in Bonova's hand, thought for a moment, and asked.

"The stored energy is still considerable, but like this device, it is still a long way from mass production."

"The reason I made it is because it can be used to power weapons."

After saying that, Bonova took out a rather peculiar gun from his clothes. The gun was generally the same as ordinary guns, but the magazine was a circular groove.

He placed the psionic crystal into the slot, inserted the magazine into the gun, and casually fired a shot at a thick steel plate fixed in place not far away.

"boom!"

A noticeable dent was punched into the thick steel plate.

Good heavens, has this technology gone completely astray? They haven't even figured out kinetic weapons yet, and they're already pushing energy weapons? Arthur stared at the scene, utterly dumbfounded.

"So? Isn't my invention pretty good?" Bonova asked with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Arthur quickly turned around and said without hesitation:

"Mr. Bonova, you're a genius! Um, could you make one of these for me too?"

"Oh? You want one too? Sure, I just made three. If I give you one, I'll still have two left for experimentation."

"It's also a good opportunity for you to help me test the weapon's performance. After all, at my level and in the Extraordinary Rank, there aren't many people who dare to fight me anymore."

"What kind of weapon do you want? A pistol?" Bonova asked, turning his head.

“A pistol… doesn’t feel right. I’ve got an idea! I need a weapon that can transform and be used in both melee and ranged combat.” Arthur slammed his right fist into his left palm and said excitedly.

……

Wednesday night at 10 p.m., in the alley behind the Brave Ones bar.

Wearing a black double-breasted long suit and a matching top hat, Klein took a short stroll around the area before walking towards the nearest street, just like last time.

He had just stepped out of the alley when a carriage stopped in front of him, and behind the glass window were Marich's brown eyes, which always seemed to be suppressing malice.

Klein adjusted his top hat, gripped his sturdy cane, and calmly and composedly climbed onto the carriage, as if he had waved it down himself.

He sat down, straightened his tie, and sat down like a gentleman on his way to a banquet.