Give Douluo a technological shock

"Aren't other evil spirit masters also like that? Wait, the second category? You mean..."

Long Xiaoyao was about to refute this little rascal who showed him no respect whatsoever, but he immediately realized that there seemed to be a difference in their understanding of the level of evil soul masters.

"I originally thought you came for the cyclic fusion, but I really didn't expect that this is what you're most concerned about."

Although the perception that Elder Long gave Chen Fu leaned towards darkness, it was not evil, suggesting that he possessed a martial soul with some kind of dark attribute.

"A martial spirit is composed of both spirit and bloodline. Changes in the bloodline are predictable, but changes in the spirit are unpredictable. Most martial spirit mutations occur in the spirit, which in turn involves some aspects of the soul."

Shrek City had already come into view in the distance. Elder Mu carried Ma Xiaotao back to the academy, while Long Xiaoyao followed Chen Fu into the Lin Pavilion.

'Aren't you worried at all that I'll be kidnapped?'

"Regarding the mutation induction of martial souls, I did some research when I was analyzing the Evil Fire Phoenix before, and later I planned to test it on this girl, but she refused."

Looking at the fussy girl who had been chased aside by Chen Fu, Long Xiaoyao's gaze lingered on the girl's wrist, where he actually sensed a hint of threat.

"But I still succeeded without her knowing." Chen Fu had never cared about the source of the toxins in Mo Ling's body, and even installed a purification device on her wrist.

"I never expected she actually ate the inner core of the Azure Scale Serpent King." Chen Lin couldn't help but marvel at her incredible luck.

"The phenomenon of acquired mutation of martial soul is now right in front of you, how about it?"

Avoid the girl's hamster charge attack. "Don't move, it's a good thing."

The two options Chen Fu initially gave Mo Ling were actually two directions for martial soul mutation. One was active mutation, gaining offensive abilities. The other was passive mutation, with poison primarily used for defense.

"What a load of nonsense! I discovered recently that my toxicity is getting stronger and stronger, and even my hamster has turned green!" A projection of her martial soul appeared on Mo Ling's hand, and the round, yellow and white hamster was now turning green.

"As long as you live well, you'll be fine. Collect the venom regularly, and all the toxins will form a perfect closed loop in your body. The longer you live, the safer you'll be." According to the plan, Chen Fu should have recorded Mo Ling's changes throughout the process, but she was delayed for a few days in the Star Dou Great Forest.

"But what will I do if I want to find a boyfriend in the future?" Mouse asked in despair.

"Figure it out yourself."

Chen Fu turned to Long Xiaoyao and smiled:

"It made you laugh."

The latter gave Chen Fu a deep look before replying:

"You mean that sometimes, the mutation of a martial soul doesn't even need to take into account the will of the martial soul itself?"

"Yes, so you still believe that good and evil are a matter of martial spirits?"

Chen Fu used honorifics.

"What should we do with evil martial arts spirit masters?"

"Give us a chance, ban the killing."

"What about a Soul Master with an Evil Martial Soul?"

"Leave no one behind."

Chen Fu spoke calmly, saying that those who are superior to others cannot be called human.

"...Do you know who I am?"

Long Xiaoyao was somewhat puzzled.

"I just guessed it."

"Aren't you afraid I'll just kill you?"

Chen Fu remained silent, lying down and drinking tea made from leaves she had taken from her bosom. She then took out a piece of scale and covered it with the tea to prevent the steam from dissipating.

"..."

"Since Elder Mu trusts you to protect me, let's not beat around the bush. Just tell me, what do you want?"

Chen, Wishing Machine, and Fu are online.

Long Xiaoyao's expression was somewhat gloomy. It wasn't that he felt offended, but rather that this feeling of not being flattered was somewhat unfamiliar to him.

This young man was actually unaware of his relationship with Elder Mu, yet he seemed to have no guard against him at all.

If it weren't for the fact that his demands would require powerful backing to be fulfilled, he would have definitely captured this young man and made him work as a laborer.

However, Long Xiaoyao only had ties with two factions. Compared to the one he had always deeply loved, his former good brother was more trustworthy.

"Can you solve the problem of the evil spirit master's martial spirit?"

Pulling his wandering thoughts back, Long Xiaoyao looked directly at the young man in front of him.

"With exceptional cases, will established practices be far behind?"

Instead of answering directly, Chen Fu asked Long Xiaoyao a question.

"I mean a complete solution; your current methods are all shortcuts!"

"The development of things always follows a gradual process, right?"

Shaking his head, he ignored Long Xiaoyao and summoned Xiao Lan to check the data of the soul ring imprint. Some minor details and areas for improvement in the Soul Separation and Summoning Composite Matrix technology were discovered and improved through repeated data simulations.

"ten years."

Chen Fu did not keep Long Xiaoyao waiting for long and finally gave her answer.

"What do you mean?"

"I will give you a satisfactory answer within ten years, how about that?"

With a casual wave of his hand, he dispersed the soul power data model in front of him. Chen Fu had some ideas in mind for the second-generation soul ring imprinter, but he still needed time to verify them.

"...Okay, I agree!"

Although Long Xiaoyao felt that Chen Fu should be able to do it faster, he knew in his heart that compared to the situation that others had not been able to solve for thousands of years, Chen Fu was already beyond the mark.

'Chen Fu's support group for senior citizens +1'

Chen Fu silently complained to herself.

"Alright, find a comfortable place to stay and don't disturb me while I'm doing my experiment."

After explaining everything, Chen Fu went back into the laboratory to prepare for the verification of his new conjecture.

Inside the laboratory, Chen Fu was still busy working alone, and inside the Ling Pavilion, there was still... no, now there were two old men drinking tea.

"I never expected you to reach out to me first."

"I hadn't planned on it; it just happened to be on my way."

"Ah!"

Chapter Fifteen: The Little Apprentice in the Laboratory

"The main framework of the data soul ring is basically complete. It's time to showcase the technology and impressive skills."

Chen Fu, his dark, tousled hair slightly disheveled, stared at the deep blue ring before him, muttering to himself. He had already completed the core program; all that remained was to add the necessary data.

"Ning Tian, ​​you will be in charge of the first and second level soul tools of Ling Pavilion from now on."

"But teacher, I've only been learning from you for three months. I've already mastered the basic theory of level one soul tools, but there are some material properties of level two soul tools that I can't process!"

A little girl poked her head out from the "garbage dump," her face full of grievance. Wasn't this making things difficult for a mere Soul Master like her? The teacher her father had arranged for her, before she even finished the basic training and came to report for duty, had given her a set of theoretical textbooks that were even more advanced than her own, stipulating that she had to finish reading them within six months.

"I've told you so many times, the traditional classification of soul tools is utter nonsense."

Chen Fu called out to Xiao Lan, and they began a thorough cleaning of the lab, which had been left in a mess by the little girl's antics. A large amount of consumables floated up out of thin air, were categorized, and then melted down into new secondary consumables. Luckily, her father was wealthy enough to withstand her reckless actions.

As the saying goes, practice makes perfect. Chen Fu would have Ning Tian personally operate many key theories, even if the wiring was messed up, burned out, or exploded. For more dangerous situations, he would use Xiao Lan to monitor the data of consumables at all times and forcibly suppress any abnormalities.

Chen Fu imparted her soul tool concepts and theories to Ning Tian while also personally creating opportunities for her to practice.

"What stage have you reached with that textbook?"

"The difficulty lies in the orderly and miniaturized layout of the soul guide circuits; it's basically like looking at a book from heaven ≥﹏≤."

Ning Tian's pretty face showed some frustration. Three months of study made her realize just how different her teacher was. In terms of the development philosophy of soul tool technology, he was like an anomaly. No, it should be said that compared with Chen Fu, all other soul tool teachers were anomalies!

Although she has been instilled with a lot of advanced theories, she still can't get started with slightly better materials, even with the support of the soul power in the [Ark] core. Her repeated failures in practical lessons make her doubt whether she is suitable to be a soul master.

"It's miniaturized, that's impressive, quite hardworking."

Looking at the little girl kneeling in front of him with a dark face, almost as tall as his shoulder, he couldn't help but touch her somewhat messy long hair.

"You've learned so much already, you should be able to handle traditional level four soul tools by now." Chen Fu stroked his chin, estimating the technical skills required to make a level four soul tool.

"Huh? Teacher, I can't even understand Level 2, and you want me to do Level 4? You're abusing child labor! (?ó﹏ò?)"

Ning Tian's face fell, thinking to himself that not everyone has a martial spirit like his teacher.

"Are you thinking that not everyone has a martial soul that they can specifically research to help them?"

Chen Fu immediately guessed what the little girl was thinking.

"Soul power is a means, not an end. So martial spirit is also just a means, not an end."

Chen Fu got up, dusted off his clothes, and then summoned the Martial Soul Technology Throne.

[Name: Chen Fu (Creator)]

[Level: 50 (+1)]

[Martial Soul: Throne of Technology (Little Blue)]