The Immortal Cultivation Game Has Come True - Chapter 366
Chapter 366 Chapter 295: The Power of New Materials, Controlled Nuclear Fusion Accomplished!!
Translator: 549690339
Hearing this.
Yang Zhenhua was spiritually invigorated.
He stroked the hair on top of his head that had already turned into a Mediterranean style, his face revealing a confident expression.
“Palace Lord, please look over here.”
With that.
Yang Zhenhua walked over to a massive machine and began to explain how he managed to accomplish Controlled Nuclear Fusion.
“Nuclear fusion occurs in a high-temperature, high-pressure plasma, where atomic nuclei come close to each other and combine to form a new, heavier nucleus.”
“In this process, massive energy is released to complete nuclear fusion.”
“Using our current technology, even though we can use particle accelerators to… and utilise ultrahigh speed centrifuges to let atoms… finally accomplish nuclear fusion.”
“But once nuclear fusion is completed, there is no way to store it. The only option is to let its energy dissipate.”
Yang Zhenhua pondered over his words, trying his best to explain the nuclear fusion process in layman’s terms.
“But last time, Elder Yang Ying approached me and provided a lot of special materials…”
At that point, he became somewhat excited.
“These materials… These materials… It is not scientific, or even… it doesn’t make any sense at all.”
Yang Zhenhua, in the heat of excitement, was speaking rapidly.
The reason he was able to accomplish Controlled Nuclear Fusion was entirely due to the special materials provided by Yang Ying.
“Having extreme heat resistance, extreme toughness, and…”
After discussing a lot.
A look of disappointment then appears on his face.
“Unfortunately, the kind of materials given by Elder Yang Ying is limited. Once they are used up, I’m afraid it will revert back to the original state.”
In Yang Zhenhua’s view, such characteristics of the material are definitely extremely valuable and definitely hard to obtain.
However.
After hearing this.
“Pfft~”
Yang Ying burst out laughing, then joked: “Professor Zhenhua, you do not need to worry about the new materials.”
“As for this material, our Palace Lord can have as much as he wants!”
Now.
The Five People of Taiji Hall have all learned that their Palace Lord, aside from establishing the Taiji Hall in Water Blue Star, also has a vast Black Wind Country in another world suitable for cultivation.
Hearing Yang Ying’s words.
Yang Zhenhua was dumbfounded.
This… such a precious resource, could the Palace Lord have as much as he wants?
In an instant.
His mind began to play back all the various rumors about the Palace Lord.
In those rumors… The Palace Lord could reach the heavens and enter the earth, scooping meteorites with his bare hands… He was omnipotent and even Water Blue Star couldn’t stop him.
There was even a rumor that the Palace Lord had built a palace on the moon, and a picture of it was once circulated online, but unfortunately, it was later censored, leaving just the rumors and no picture to be seen.
With these thoughts.
Yang Zhenhua felt inspired, touching his smooth bald head, he confidently promised:
“Palace Lord, Elder Yang Ying, if the supply of this special material is not restricted…”
“I am confident that within the next year, I will perfect the technology of Controlled Nuclear Fusion, and cover the majority… the majority of civilian industries under the Taiji Hall, replacing the original electricity and fuel energy!”
Upon hearing his words.
Yang Ying was overjoyed.
As the person in charge of worldly wealth for Taiji Hall, she knew very well the changes that would take place once Controlled Nuclear Fusion was applied to various industries.
You could say.
Any industry that needs to use energy, as long as Controlled Nuclear Fusion is introduced, it could gain complete ‘monopoly.’
However.
Hearing the word ‘one year.’
Xuanqing slightly frowned.
He looked at Yang Zhenhua, who brimmed with confidence despite his balding hair and the distinct signs of fatigue in his eyes…
After some thought.
“Professor Yang Zhenhua, one year is too long!”
“Ah… this… okay, nine months… no, half a year, just half a year, I will definitely be able to do it.”
Yang Zhenhua gritted his teeth, determining in his heart that even if it killed him, he could not disappoint the Palace Lord.
More importantly.
According to rumors, our palace lord also possesses the power over life and death, capable of reviving the dead.
So… even if it costs me my life, I must fulfill the palace lord’s task.
However.
Just as thousands of thoughts were running through his mind.
Over here.
Xuanqing smiles slightly, then reaches into his Game Backpack and pulls out a Ginseng Fruit.
With a wave of his duster.
The ginseng fruit transforms into a beam of light that shoots into Yang Zhenhua’s body.
“You possess the ability to research, I give you the gift of Cultivation, hope you will use it well, and perfect controlled nuclear fusion as soon as possible!”
Xuanqing spoke lightly.
Maybe it’s because he’s spent too long in the Journey to the West World, his speech now unwittingly carries a slightly ancient feel.
Upon finishing his words.
He is ready to leave.
Sizzle-
Along with the movement of Xuanqing* s whisk, he tears a crack in the space in front of him, takes a step forward, and disappears completely within the main hall.
Watching as their palace lord disappears from sight.
Yang Ying can’t help but sigh, the palace lord is becoming more and more enigmatic, not to mention anything else, he can now easily tear through space.
She can’t help but feel grateful, grateful that her initial choice was so wise, fortunate that she stayed in Qingping Temple, otherwise there wouldn’t be this situation today.
At this moment.
“Ah-”
A passionate voice sounded from the side.
Yang Ying glanced over.
She saw Professor Zhenhua, his whole body like it was blown over by a fan, or like a Saiyan belching seeds, with his clothes and hair all exploding open.
What’s more, the bald Professor Zhenhua had grown a lush head of hair, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were gone, and his skin was smoother.
Looking at him, he didn’t look like he was in his forties, but rather a young man in his twenties.
“So powerful, is this… the power of a cultivator?”
Yang Zhenhua murmured incredulously.
As a leading researcher in nuclear fusion, he has a firm inner faith, even after joining Taiji Hall, he couldn’t develop a faith in the ‘main god’.
So… even in this era when many people have become cultivators, he is still an ordinary man.
After all, prequalification for cultivation is faith in the Main God Xuanqing, and the more devout the faith, the more Heaven and Earth spiritual energy they can receive.
“Congratulations, Professor Zhenhua!”
Hearing the voice of Yang Ying by his side.
Yang Zhenhua returned to his senses, he quickly bowed towards where the crack was and said, “I… thank the palace lord for your grace.”
In the excitement just now, he had forgotten to thank the palace lord, even though the palace lord has now left, he couldn’t forget the necessary courtesy, after all… legendary powerful figures, can know everything with just one thought.
“Elder Yang Ying, I feel… from now on I will have faith in Main God Taichu!” Yang Zhenhua sighed with emotion.
He could feel.
Not only did he gain a strength inside his body, what’s more significant was that his brain had become extremely nimble, many things that he didn’t understand in the past, now only required a little thought to become absolutely clear.
Even… many memories from his childhood, which had long been forgotten, were becoming vivid at this moment.
“Hehehe- you should have done this earlier, now that you’re a cultivator, are you confident you can complete the palace lord’s task within half a year?”
Yang Ying covered her mouth with a smile, then raised her eyebrows teasingly.
Upon hearing this.
Yang Zhenhua, full of confidence, replied at once, “Half a year., no… at most, I need three months to complete the task given by the palace lord, applying nuclear fusion to most civilian industries.”
“That’s good, then I look forward to the good news from Professor Zhenhua.” Yang Ying nodded, smiling.
Just as she was planning to leave as well.
Suddenly.
She was stopped by Professor Yang Zhenhua.
“Wait!”
“Hmm?” Yang Ying turned back, looking doubtfully at him.
“Um, about…”
Yang Zhenhua scratched his head, a hint of embarrassment on his face, stuttering:
“Can you approve some funds, Elder Yang Ying, you know, the raw materials for nuclear fusion, they have already risen to ten thousand dollars per gram.”
