Qi Pei jia
Chapter 1155 Butterfly: Can you stop asking me to flap my wings every single day?
Han Xiao entered the legion commander's dedicated factory in the Black Star Palace, carrying a suitcase. He placed it on the table, and with a click, flipped it open. He took out two cylindrical containers of Primordial Energies from within, holding them in his hands to examine.
He shook them slightly. The emerald green Primordial Energy was very viscous, its texture like a liquid, while the sky blue Primordial Energy was like a cloud of light mist containing ice crystals.
The emerald green one was called "Natural Spirit Energy," which could control various plants, greatly accelerate plant growth, and summon wild beasts, possessing various powers derived from nature, like a druid. Its direct combat power was slightly weaker, but it could extract and synthesize various toxins from multiple plants, making it great for research. The Sanctuary used this ability to cultivate various magical plants and toxins.
The sky blue one was called "Frost Authority." It not only controlled cold air, but could also temporarily transform ice and snow into ice sculpture golem warriors, covering them in ice armor, wielding ice swords, and coming with a piercing chill to spread death without warmth, as well as providing the user with multiple transformation stages... It was said that a powerful enough host could even briefly freeze molecular movement, creating a time-freezing effect.
"These two abilities are actually not bad. After all, they are composite Primordial Energies, but their effects are secondary. The main thing is that they activated my milestone."
Han Xiao played with the two tubes of Primordial Energy, thinking to himself.
The [Primordial Energy Collector] milestone allowed him to gain targeted enhancements when facing espers, giving him a natural advantage. The effect was quite considerable.
As for the [Third Sanctuary] fragment rewarded by the mission, although it didn't seem to be of much use at the moment, Han Xiao felt that after obtaining the method to open the Sanctuary from the Sanctuary organization, it might come in handy.
"Speaking of which, who should I give these two abilities to..."
Han Xiao quickly filtered through one candidate after another in his mind.
His first choice was to give them to Evans. With his talent, he should be able to ignore compatibility like the Heteromorph and easily master the Primordial Energies.
However, after thinking about it, Han Xiao temporarily rejected this idea. Evans' primary task now was to level up, rationally combining various abilities to match his own combat mode through absorption. Even if he gave the two Primordial Energies to Evans, this guy wouldn't have much energy to focus on research.
Moreover, Evans' level was still too low, and he didn't have any opportunities to fight. Holding the Primordial Energies would only be for display.
"I should first look for a suitable host among the legion's cadres. If not, I'll consider Evans last," Han Xiao thought to himself.
Putting away the two tubes of Primordial Energy, Han Xiao opened the data storage device again. He hadn't had time to carefully browse the two gold blueprints sent by the Sanctuary organization, so he examined them in detail now.
The blueprints provided by the Sanctuary were relatively ancient technologies, likely old antiques preserved from the Exploration Era, with little improvement. One blueprint was called "Psionic Obelisk," which had energy conversion and energy barrier effects. What set it apart from ordinary shields was its extraordinary resistance to energy attacks, able to absorb the attack power to restore shield value.
But this was just the basic function. The core function of the Psionic Obelisk was to provide a large amount of energy that could be freely borrowed without transmission pipelines to an area. In simple terms, this thing could increase the energy concentration in an area, making various energy factors dense and active.
In other words, the Psionic Obelisk was equivalent to some kind of magical treasure that could increase the concentration of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi in a place, similar to a man-made magic tide or a blessed land.
Because the Obelisk provided public energy that could be freely borrowed without pipelines, it was no different from a holy object or a wonder for ordinary civilizations. The extreme activity of energy factors allowed individuals to use energy in more ways, with a higher probability of creating various cultivation systems and increasing the proportion of espers. At the same time, being massively infused with the Obelisk's energy could temporarily trigger special transformations, allowing ordinary people to immediately possess combat power.
The effect of the Psionic Obelisk was somewhat similar to that of the Evolution Totem, but the focus was different. The former focused on increasing the overall energy concentration within the area, while the latter focused on optimizing the genes of individual lives within the area. In comparison, the Evolution Totem was still more unusual.
However, this thing was still useful. Placed in various legion bases, it could improve the training efficiency of legion members, giving rise to more powerhouses. At the same time, it could also be sold to operate businesses. Even if sales weren't as good as the Evolution Totem, it was still a good cornucopia.
The Sanctuary organization focused on secrecy, so they didn't sell the Psionic Obelisk. Keeping it in the warehouse would only gather dust. They weren't good at mechanical technology, and they were already making a fortune just by relying on esper technology, so they chose to provide Black Star with a path to wealth.
—Actually, the blueprint the Sanctuary organization originally intended to exchange wasn't this one. The Oathkeeper felt that Black Star was unfathomable, so he exchanged it for a better blueprint, possibly with some kind of protection fee mentality.
The other blueprint was called "Getter Beam Fist." It sounded like a martial arts technique, but it was actually a composite attack device.
This device was a blueprint for the armed and energy branches, with a complete set of complex equipment, but it wasn't assembled together like a gun. Instead, it was scattered, like an external carrier. Through a special process of energy gathering, compression, conversion, and emission, it released a powerful attack, and the emitted attack was called "Getter Beam Fist."
At the same time, this wasn't a single move. Depending on the different running routes of the device, the Getter Beam Fist had multiple variations, for close combat, mid-range, and long-range. The blueprint recorded dozens of matching running routes, each different running method representing a move with its own unique name, all being same series name with the "Getter" mark.
"Rather than a blueprint, how does this thing look more like a mechanical version of a martial arts manual? It should be for Mech-Martialists."
Han Xiao scratched his head.
Psionic Obelisk, Getter Beam Fist, plus the Titan's Spine Center and Mechanical Territory given by the Crimson Dynasty, with four gold blueprints in hand, he finally got the final payment.
With the blueprints complete, the next thing to do was to turn them from blueprints into physical objects.
"There are about two months until the public commendation ceremony of the three great civilizations. It's a good time to seclude myself and create four finished products to obtain the Divinity Transformation points... Moreover, I've been in the limelight a bit too much lately, so I'll take the opportunity to stay low-profile for a while, digest the impact, and consolidate my reputation."
Han Xiao made up his mind, rubbing his hands together, eager to enter manufacturing mode.
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Central Star Sea, a secret training base of the Crimson Dynasty.
A group of operators wearing officer uniforms were operating equipment in a room full of instruments. One wall of the room was a huge transparent viewing window that bulged outward. Two senior officers stood in front of the viewing window, one was the base director, and the other was the base's chief instructor.
The two's gazes passed through the window and looked down, only to see that below was a huge inverted pyramid-shaped space, reaching a depth of hundreds of meters. A man was sitting at the bottom, releasing intense energy fluctuations. Glowing energy particles spread along the open walls around him, and then converged at the top and fell, forming a cycle, again and again.
This was a specially made esper cultivation site that could improve training efficiency. The person using this facility at this time was Gothe, and the room full of instruments was the monitoring room, with many operators monitoring Gothe's energy level fluctuation readings.
"His progress is very fast. This is a good seedling." The chief instructor stared at the figure below and nodded with satisfaction.
"Yes... he's the most likely talent in this generation to reach Beyond Grade A. Not only does he have potential, but his own ability is also extremely powerful. Perhaps one day, he will take over Her Excellency Clotti's class." The base director expressed his agreement.
"Black Star is still ahead. It's not his turn yet."
"I was just saying. Besides, Black Star isn't a direct descendant."
The two talked in low voices.
Gothe had been training here for many years and had been making rapid progress. He understood various difficulties with just a little guidance, and there were almost no bottlenecks. He was sublimating his life level in an extremely aggressive manner, which was obviously extremely dangerous, but it gave people a feeling of familiarity.
In the eyes of the two, even if Gothe's talent was not as good as Black Star, who had broken historical records, it was not much different.
The chief instructor turned his head and glanced at the readings on the instrument, marveling, "At this rate, it is estimated that he will enter the Beyond Grade A realm in two to eight years. He is the person with the highest growth efficiency I have ever seen... not counting Black Star."
"It seems we will witness another Beyond Grade A rising." The base director said with a smile, "The higher-ups have already sent people to ask twice. It seems they are also very concerned about Gothe's progress."
Cultivating a direct descendant Beyond Grade A was a conspicuous achievement. As long as Gothe completed his promotion, his position could also move up.
After chatting for a few words, the two's topic returned to work.
"Has the reference list of new trainees for this term come out?" the chief instructor asked.
"It has already been reviewed and is ready to be handed over to you." The base director called up a virtual screen, displaying a list.
This kind of secret training base would select talents from the empire every once in a while for targeted training. If there was potential, the empire did not mind starting from scratch, cultivating a target from Grade D all the way to Calamity Grade, branding them with the empire's direct lineage label. Therefore, they recruited not only Calamity Grades but also divided them into different grades and classes according to level.
The lower the grade, the more intense the competition. In the grades below the Calamity Grade, there had always been a elimination system. Either pass the assessment, or pack up and roll back to the army to serve. If you can do it, then do it. If you can't, don't occupy the latrine without doing your business.
The list was very long, and each person was attached with a resume and battle record, with countless honors, all being elites from various fleets.
The chief instructor carefully browsed, and when he saw the special enrollment spot at the end, he suddenly froze slightly. He saw that among a group of elites with glorious resumes, there was a guy with an almost blank record, and the photo was taken in a silly manner, with no temperament at all.
"Karrot? What's the background of this guy? Why would the higher-ups choose such an unremarkable guy to come in?"
The chief instructor looked puzzled. He flipped through Karrot's short resume back and forth three times, and only saw the word "mediocre" in it.
Although the secret training base did not only recruit elite students, at least they had to have characteristics. How did such a guy, who was no different from a grunt, get in?
Could it be a relative?
The empire's higher-ups were also corrupt!
The chief instructor was grieved.
"I wasn't very clear about it before, so I specially inquired about it." The base director's tone was hesitant, "They said that Black Star had publicly expressed optimism about this person many years ago, but he has never shown any outstanding performance. Therefore, the higher-ups plan to try and see if they can cultivate him."
"So that's how it is..." The chief instructor suddenly understood, and then frowned, "I think it's a waste of a spot. So many years have passed. If he had potential, he would have shown it long ago. What's the point of cultivating him with a gambling mentality now?"
"If you strongly object, I will help you submit your opinion." The base director didn't care, anyway, he wasn't the one teaching the students.
The chief instructor frowned tightly, pondered for a few seconds, and finally shook his head, "Forget it, the higher-ups have already decided. I'll just follow orders and give him a chance... but I won't deliberately go easy on him. If he doesn't meet the assessment requirements, he will still be eliminated. That way, the higher-ups will have nothing to say."
This was not about compulsory education. The chief instructor only liked excellent students and was too lazy to spend energy on poor students. He even felt that looking at them for another second was a waste of time. In his opinion, concentrating all resources on outstanding students with talent was the most efficient plan for resource utilization.
"That's good." The base director glanced at the list again, and said with a啧啧, "Then I'll arrange for him to enter the most elite class and give him the most powerful opponents, so he won't be able to stay for long. It is estimated that he will leave in the first quarter."
The base director's idea was also similar. Cultivating a poor student into an elite was of no help to his political achievements. Only cultivating an elite into a top-level force would count as a merit.
Therefore, he didn't mind using his power within the rules to eliminate poor students with insufficient talent as much as possible, so as to free up spots to recruit more new students, and then dig out new potential stocks from them.
In his eyes, this was also a proper utilization of limited resources. The survival of the fittest was the law of nature.
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Central Star Sea, Constellation Corridor, Crimson Dynasty Advanced Academy of Sciences, Space Coordinates Research Group, Wormhole Positioning Project Office.
The Academy of Sciences was divided into many groups, responsible for different projects. Wormhole positioning was a large project, and all kinds of suspicious wormhole data collected by the empire were analyzed and deduced here.
The wormhole data left by the Heteromorph was just one of the goals of this project research group, and it was also a sample number that was not so important.
The head of the research group was calculating the wormhole model in the laboratory. At this moment, the secretary walked in hastily.
"Group leader, the approval from the higher-ups has come down. They have rejected our application for this batch of wormhole traversal tests."
"Rejected?" The head of the research group was surprised, "Usually, it's just a formality, isn't it? Why don't they let us conduct field research this time?"
After deducing the partial coordinates of a wormhole data, a directional traversal test was usually carried out, throwing a few multi-functional probes through the wormhole for on-the-spot investigation and positioning, so as to establish a more accurate coordinate system and test whether there were any deviations in the data deduction, which was a routine experimental method.
The head of the research group was quite interested in this batch of test samples, which included the wormhole data left by the Heteromorph.
It wasn't that he cared what was behind this wormhole, but this sample was particularly difficult to calculate. He finally determined the range, and he was eager to know whether he had calculated wrong or not.
The secretary pushed his glasses and hesitated, "I don't know the details, but I heard that this was a suggestion from His Excellency Black Star. The higher-ups thought it was very reasonable, so they have temporarily tightened the review standards for most scientific research projects."
"How did it involve Black Star? What did he say?"
"He seemed to say that the Super Star Cluster Alliance is now ready to make trouble. Once a conflict breaks out, the three great civilizations will not be able to take care of it, so it is best to reduce the possibility of random risks. He suggested suspending all research projects on wormholes, and the higher-ups accepted his suggestion."
The head of the research group couldn't help but complain, "Black Star is still half a scientist anyway. Isn't he creating trouble for us?"
At this time, a researcher next to him cautiously approached, "Group leader, um... are we still going to do our traversal test?"
Hearing this, the head of the research group said angrily:
"What are you doing? Without the approval of the higher-ups, dare you conduct research in private? Good boy, you are disrespecting the leader. I have to correct your thoughts. Come on, bring two sets of uncalculated wormhole data over and let him calculate! If you can't calculate it, your vacation this year will be canceled!"
"...Huh, do we have vacations?" The researcher scratched his head, looking confused, where did our previous vacations go?