Dream Walker: Feng Shui Master Bai Ya

After breaking up with his fourth uncle, Shang Muchen left the Pengpai Building and took a car home.

As soon as we entered, Chicken Jump came running happily from the other side of the house, waving its arms and legs.

Shang Muchen nodded and said with satisfaction, "That's more like it."

"Every time you appear, at least there's some kind of entrance scene! It's so scary how you just suddenly appear in front of me!"

Chicken Jump raised his hands high with a smug look on his face, holding something in his hands, and excitedly stuffed it into Shang Muchen's hands.

"What is this?"

"you guess!"

Shang Muchen took the thing from Jilibeng's hand and, upon closer inspection, found it to be a water gun about the size of a palm.

The water gun is made of a very cheap transparent plastic, with extremely poor quality, even worse than the cheap disposable toys sold at street stalls.

The water gun has a very simple structure: a completely transparent body, with water poured into the handle and body. When you hold it and shake it, you can hear a splashing sound.

The rest is a small trigger and a three-position switch that looks like a firing pin but is actually just a plastic button.

"A water gun?" Shang Muchen weighed it in his hand. The water gun wasn't heavy, making it perfect for children under six to play with.

"Hmm!"

"this one?"

"Hmm!"

"Give it to me?"

"That's right!"

"what?"

"arms!"

"this one?"

"certainly!"

Shang Muchen picked up his pistol, aimed it at Chicken Jump, and pulled the trigger.

I splashed water all over its face.

"You're planning to use this to get me to spend money on your live stream?" Shang Muchen said with dissatisfaction. "You should beg me properly, and maybe I'll agree out of pity."

But you're giving me this? Aren't you just messing with me? Do you look down on my intelligence?

"No way!" Chicken jumped up and down, wiping the water off his face. He snatched the water gun, jumping up and down in a panic. "You can't say this thing is no good just because you don't know how to use it!"

Try taking it yourself!

As he spoke, Chicken Leap pulled the trigger.

thump—

Shang Muchen felt a tremendous force slam into his chest, and with a bang, he was sent flying by the force.

Before he could even feel the pain, Shang Muchen only felt that he had been floating in the sky for a long time before he crashed heavily to the ground.

He was thrown from the lobby all the way to the indoor basketball court, crashing sideways onto the ground and rolling along the court before finally coming to a stop after hitting the basketball hoop covered with foam anti-collision padding.

Upon landing, a dull pain shot through his chest. Shang Muchen couldn't catch his breath and almost fainted, feeling as if he had been hit head-on by a stroke of luck.

My fourth uncle predicted on the phone yesterday that he would have great luck, and it has come true so quickly?

The chicken bounced over happily, grinning, and asked, "How was it? Wasn't it great?"

Shang Muchen lay on the ground, taking a long time to catch his breath. He touched his chest to make sure his ribs weren't broken, then pointed a trembling index finger at the chicken. After a long pause, he finally managed to utter a few words: "You fucking..."

Chicken smacked its lips and grinned: "High-tech! Are you impressed? Haha."

The water gun I made for you is technically called a "polar water launcher." It's filled with ordinary water—any kind of water will do: tap water, purified water, mineral water, urine... basically anything that's an H2O solution will work.

I utilized the principle of water polarization to design a specific lattice nuclear fusion vortex. By using a Tesla valve to disassemble hydrogen and oxygen atoms in water molecules, and then maximizing the electron cloud distortion effect of water, I ignited hydrogen and oxygen to recreate water.

This process repeats itself, forming a chain reaction that can generate enormous energy.

So, am I a genius?

do you know?

My greatest genius lies in the fact that this invention does not exceed the technological limits of humanity on Earth; all the technologies involved are those that you humans have already mastered.

These technologies do not violate the Convention on the Protection of Earth Civilizations, and there is no cross-civilization technology export. Even if the Supernatural Disaster Management Bureau saw them, they wouldn't be able to say anything wrong with them.

Wow, I'm so smart! Haha!

Shang Muchen struggled to get up from the ground, took the water gun from Jilibeng, frowned as he played with it in his hand, and suddenly pointed at Jilibeng, startling it so much that it quickly covered its head and dodged.

"Boss! The insurance is on! Don't point it at people!" Chicken scurried between Shang Muchen's legs and hid behind him.

"Why was it okay when I hit you at first, but it hurts so much when you hit me?" Shang Muchen questioned, dissatisfied.

"Boss, look at the pistol, isn't there a three-position switch?"

"Yes."

Shang Muchen examined it carefully and found that the plastic casing of the pistol was marked with raised symbols—a water droplet, a cyclone, and a flame.

"Boss, this safety is the three positions of the pistol, each corresponding to one of the three energy levels."

The water droplet is in the off state, while the cyclone is at 0.00001% of its energy output, causing a physical impact. The cyclone mode was used to hit you just now.

The flame is a 100% chain reaction, which can cause a powerful explosion with extremely high destructive power, and may also trigger polar water chain reactions in other water bodies.

For example, firing a shot into a swimming pool could trigger a chain reaction comparable to a small nuclear bomb; it's extremely dangerous and should be used with extreme caution.

"So powerful? Come here, let me test you!"

"No price!"

"What are you afraid of? Aren't you a dead ghost? You're not going to die anyway!"

Even the dead are afraid of pain! Besides, I'm not a dead ghost!

Moreover, the chain reaction of polar water is enough to disrupt the data in the real information field, thereby causing a disruption of the stability of reality. In other words, even a ghost, if shot, would probably be obliterated!

"Good heavens, according to you, this broken water gun is that powerful? If I mass-produced it, I'd become the world's largest arms dealer."

"Hey, do you believe that before mass production even begins, the Supernatural Disaster Management Bureau will come knocking on your door?"

You can keep it for yourself to play with or use for self-defense.

Boss, you have to keep your word!

You said that as long as I achieve something, you'd pay for me to watch your live stream!

"Is this thing going to explode on its own?"

"Of course not! It's filled with tap water. If it runs out of water, just open the bottom cover and fill it with water."

"Also, if you are caught by the Supernatural Disaster Management Bureau, just break the gun casing. It's made of ordinary plastic; once it's broken, it won't work. The functional part is an information lattice structure; there's nothing mysterious about it, and it won't explode."

"Why do I still feel so uncertain?" Shang Muchen pouted, fiddled with the water gun for a while longer, sighed, and said to Jilibeng.

"Take out your phone."

Chicken's big eyes lit up, and it hopped over with a grin, holding up the screen with both hands in a devout manner, showing off the recharge QR code.

"I'll top up your account with 1000 yuan first, for your pocket money, don't waste it!"

"Thank you, boss!" Chicken jumped up and bowed deeply.

Shang Muchen casually put the pistol into his pocket, grabbed a book, and was about to go to a coffee shop to read when his phone rang. He didn't recognize the number.

Who are you?

"I am Wu Biao."

Shang Muchen wanted to hang up the phone.

"Shang Muchen, I'm not arguing with you. I have something serious to ask you. Could you come to the Pengpai Building?"

"What? A trap?"

"Tch, look at your attitude, you're so petty! I have something important to discuss with you."

"I'm not going!"

"You absolutely have to come! If you don't, you're a coward! I'll pay you your appearance fee!"

"My consultation fee is two thousand per hour."

"Stop with the pleasantries! Let's talk when you get here! See you at three!"

Although Wu Biao's words were blunt, they didn't seem like he was trying to deceive him maliciously, which piqued Shang Muchen's curiosity. After thinking for a moment, he put the water gun in his pocket and went out to meet Wu Biao.