I accidentally joined a group of charlatans, so I immediately called the police and handed it over t

"Ding!"

The crisp notification sound echoed in the quiet workshop, sounding particularly jarring.

Chen Xi opened the red envelope that was radiating a burning heat.

[System notification: The Great Master of the Three Altars Sea Gathering has sent you an exclusive red envelope—1 Wind and Fire Wheel (Single Wheel Version of Spiritual Projection).]

[Note: Give it a good tempering! Use it sparingly! If you break it, I'll skin you alive!]

The light exploded.

It wasn't a blinding, intense light, but rather a halo of light, interwoven with cyan and red, flowing like a living thing.

It appeared out of thin air in mid-air in the workshop, without any fuel or support.

Even from several meters away, the air was distorted into ripples by that terrifying energy density.

But strangely enough...

There was no heatwave that would burn everything as I had imagined.

It seemed bound by invisible rules, floating quietly, yet exuding a chilling sense of oppression.

"This is……"

When Su Qingge pushed open the door, the notebook in her hand fell to the ground with a "thud".

She had been working in the lab for three days and three nights.

His hair was disheveled, his eyes were sunken, and he was in a state of exhaustion after being extremely excited.

But at the moment.

She suddenly widened her eyes and stared intently at the floating halo of light.

As a top physicist, what she saw completely overturned her understanding.

"Chen Xi... what are you doing?"

Su Qingge's voice trembled. She subconsciously wanted to back away, but was deeply attracted by the unknown scientific beauty.

"Where did you get this from?"

"Would you believe me if I said it was magic?"

Chen Xi stood next to the halo of light, and even reached out his hand, making a feint as if warming himself by a fire.

Stop being so cheeky!

Su Qingge rushed to the rows of precision instruments and frantically typed on the keyboard.

"The reading...the reading is off the charts!"

"No infrared radiation? How is that possible?! Any heat source will emit infrared radiation!"

"Wait... a magnetic field! Such a strong magnetic field constraint!"

Su Qingge suddenly looked up and stared at Chen Xi as if he were a monster.

"This is not fire."

"This is a high-energy plasma vortex!"

Su Qingge pointed at the halo of interwoven blue and red light, speaking as fast as a machine gun.

"Its internal temperature exceeds 100 million degrees Celsius! Hotter than the core of the sun!"

"But its exterior was locked in by a perfect, strong magnetic field, which is why it didn't burn you to ashes!"

"How could such magnetic field confinement technology possibly exist on Earth? This is the ultimate form that tokamak devices have strived for for fifty years without achieving!"

Is this a miniaturization of controlled nuclear fusion? Or a prototype of antimatter annihilation?

Su Qingge felt her head buzzing.

She wanted to explain it, to deconstruct it using formulas.

But the more you calculate, the more desperate you become.

The very existence of this thing is a mockery of all existing physical laws.

"Dr. Su."

Chen Xi interrupted her madness.

He doesn't care whether it's fusion or annihilation.

He only cares about one thing.

"Could this be used to make an engine?"

Su Qingge was stunned.

She looked at Chen Xi's calm, almost irritating face as if she were looking at a madman.

"engine?"

"You want to stuff this thing into the plane?"

Su Qingge took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.

She pushed up her glasses, her eyes flashing with an almost frenzied fervor.

"Theoretically... if we could extract one ten-thousandth of this energy."

"The thrust it generates is enough to disintegrate any existing aircraft."

"Then it wouldn't be called flying."

Su Qingge's voice was somewhat ethereal, as if she were lost in some kind of fantasy.

"That's called... teleportation."

"but……"

Su Qingge abruptly changed the subject, pouring cold water on the situation.

"No material can support it."

"No ordinary metal can withstand even 0.1 seconds of being behind this 'fire wheel'."

"Even the ceramic-based composite material that that old dog Williams mentioned is no different from a candle in front of this thing."

This is a deadlock.

It's like putting a rocket booster on a bicycle.

The only possible result was a fatal accident.

Chen Xi smiled.

He seemed to have anticipated this.

"Mortal metals won't work."

"What if it's the waste from a deity?"

Chen Xi pulled an inconspicuous black cloth bag from his pocket and dumped it onto the lab table with a clatter.

It was a pile of oddly shaped metal fragments.

There are remnants of rhenium left over from the last time it was struck by lightning.

There were a few strands of red silk left behind after the projection of Nezha's Hun Tian Ling dissipated.

There were even a few unidentified fragments of the furnace wall that had been blown out when Laozi's alchemy furnace exploded.

Chen Xi had never been able to throw these things away, and he kept them like a junk collector.

"Use these."

Chen Xi pointed to the pile of "garbage" that was shimmering with a strange luster.

"Melt them."

"Since this fire was given by Nezha, let's use the 'scraps' Nezha gave us to make this shell."

Su Qingge picked up a dark red metal fragment.

It feels heavy and icy cold to the touch.

But when she tried to bring it closer to that "fire wheel".

A miracle happened.

The metal did not melt.

Instead, it emitted a clear, ringing sound, and its surface shimmered with light, seemingly producing some kind of strange resonance.

"This is……"

Su Qingge's hands were trembling.

She no longer needs to run any data.

Her intuition told her that this was the real "perfect match".

"Don't just stand there, Dr. Su."

Chen Xi clapped his hands, his eyes revealing an ambition to tear a hole in the sky.

"Didn't Williams say it was God's work?"

"Then let's show him."

"What is the craftsmanship of Nantianmen?"

Chen Xi pointed to the blue-red halo floating in the air and said, word by word.

"I've already thought of a name."

"Let's call it—Vermilion Bird."

"Suzaku Engine".

Su Qingge looked at the young man in front of her.

She suddenly understood why the country had entrusted him with such an important "South Heaven Gate Project".

Only a madman would dare to control the gods.

Give me twenty-four hours.

Su Qingge gritted her teeth, casually tied her long hair up behind her head, and stared intently.

"I'll put this fire in the back of the fighter jet."

"Even if it costs me my life."

Chen Xi nodded and turned to walk out.

As he reached the door, he suddenly stopped and took out his phone.

On the screen is a newly generated, extremely rudimentary 3D printed model photo.

That's Optimus Prime's right leg.

It also had rough edges, so rough it was outrageous.

Chen Xi casually took a picture and posted it in the group chat.

【Chen Xi】：@San Tan Hai Hui Da Shen (Nezha).

[Chen Xi]: Fortunately, I have not failed in my mission.

[Chen Xi]: The right leg is finished and is undergoing final refinement.

[Chen Xi]: But the fire... seems to still have a little bit left?

【Three Altars Sea Gathering God (Nezha)】: (Instant reply) If there's any left, so be it! Don't bother me! When will it be shipped?!

[Chen Xi]: Alright, then I'll take the rest of the fire as processing fee.

Chen Xi put away his phone and stared at the "fire wheel" that was powerful enough to destroy the world.

Processing fee?

This may be the most expensive processing fee in the history of the Three Realms.