That’s how we keep "translating" those diagrams.
No one can understand these ancient text diagrams.
When "no one can understand", it’s impossible to tell if the "scribbles" drawn by the Tomb Ghost are right or wrong, genuine or fake.
Sotis, the Night Watchman would privately discuss whether the Tomb Ghost could truly recognize these "ancient texts", or if there was a bit of embellishnt in the mix... Not long ago, a brother from the Night Watchman sacrificed himself to protect him.
The Gu family held a funeral for this brother.
But the "research" of the Tomb Ghost has not yet been put to use so far.
Many years ago.
The Tomb Ghost was just a "fraud", tricking the entire Changye City, having had such a "lesson from the past", it’s inevitable for everyone to treat it cautiously.
"Ah... uh."
The Tomb Ghost struggled to open his eyes.
These past few days.
He had endless nightmares. At this mont, being awakened from the outside world, his consciousness was in a daze, not yet fully recovered from the prior darkness.
"The Young Master hopes you can participate in the developnt of the ’Heavenly Sheath Weapon’.
The Night Watchman said respectfully: "We will keep these diagrams for you, and you can co back anyti after things are done on the other side."
"Heavenly Sheath Weapon?"
The Tomb Ghost, who was still sowhat confused, imdiately beca alert upon hearing the words "Heavenly Sheath".
He still rembered.
The scene of eting "Gu Shen" in the Black Snow Mountain Dream earlier.
He had heard the term Heavenly Sheath ntioned countless tis.
Moreover.
It seed that the "shell" he was residing in within the Black Snow Mountain possessed the power to wield the Heavenly Sheath... In the dream, by rely lifting a hand, the so-called Heavenly Sheath Curse would vanish without a trace.
It appeared to vanish.
But the Tomb Ghost always felt, it was as if those curses were absorbed by "himself"?
Next, he was taken to the car.
The temporary base of Tundra Prison wasn’t far from the Gu family’s Heavenly Sheath Weapon developnt site; Tundra was large, and the five families had placed different "research institutes" in various locations.
The most important place, of course, needs to be "deployed".
Since in Tundra Prison, the Gu family had Mr. Xue, a Titled person, stationed, it couldn’t be wasted.
So Mr. Gu arranged all the important "research institutes" not far from the Snow Cage, so that in case of an ergency in the future, the Gu family could swiftly collaborate with the stationed forces of Tundra Prison and respond quickly.
In the central control laboratory of the research base, many researchers were busy.
Among these people, there were so "old friends" of the Tomb Ghost.
Back then, the Tomb Ghost was an important figure in various bills and studies, his mind stored vast amounts of cutting-edge technology, leading a team of nearly a hundred researchers at its peak.
It was also the reason Zhao Xilai heavily relied on him later.
If the "Awakening Bill" had been passed in the East Continent back then... then the contributions made by the team led by the Tomb Ghost would have been the greatest.
The Tomb Ghost felt many strange glances directed at him.
"Do they know ?"
He whispered to the Night Watchman next to him.
"Mr. Xing Yun... do you really not rember anything?"
The Night Watchman was not young, he had participated in the Qingzhong Bill back then; he paused for a second and honestly replied: "These people... they used to be your subordinates."
The Tomb Ghost walked around the base, which was quite noisy at first.
But after he walked around.
The entire base beca very quiet, quiet enough to hear a pin drop.
The researchers in white lab coats stopped in their tracks one by one.
Their eyes all fell on the Tomb Ghost.
"Were they... all my subordinates?"
The Tomb Ghost looked dazed.
Is it aningful to bring the Tomb Ghost, in his current state, to the Heavenly Sheath Experintal Base?
"...Yes."
The Night Watchman sighed silently in his heart.
He took out a communicator, and a real-ti image popped up.
Gu Nanfeng’s figure appeared in front of the Tomb Ghost.
"Gu... Young Master."
The Tomb Ghost hesitated to speak, finally imitating the tone of others, respectfully addressing Gu Nanfeng.
"Just call Nanfeng."
Gu Nanfeng said to the Night Watchman: "Have you already shown him around the Heavenly Sheath Experintal Base?"
"Yes."
The Night Watchman said sincerely: "Young Master, he seems to rember nothing."
"..."
Gu Nanfeng asked again: "What about the core laboratory, has he seen it?"
"Core laboratory..."
The Tomb Ghost blankly raised his head, instinctively looking at the most conspicuous glass giant screen of the base, it was the strong logic material laboratory cast from large blocks of Green Silver, the grade of Green Silver was higher than Purple Silver, and this was the highest specification of Mithril that Changye could plan in batches.
In the Green Silver-covered laboratory.
Nurous Heavenly Sheaths streaked through the weightless environnt, simulating a certain scenario.
In the Green Silver Laboratory, it seed like a storm was being experienced.
And those trajectories of the Heavenly Sheath Fragnts... were being recorded and logged by [Deep Sea].
The Tomb Ghost’s eyes seed glued to those fragnts upon contact.
He slowly moved toward the "giant screen glass".
Step.
Two steps.
Finally, he stood before the Green Silver.
This simulation experint utilized the Heavenly Sheath Fragnts from Gu Shen’s Black Silver Box for a real simulation, and so "attrition" was expected.
This was also the biggest difficulty in making the Heavenly Sheath Weapon.
Every "simulation experint" would consu the "activity" of the fragnts.
Researchers needed to find a "threshold", allowing the Heavenly Sheath Fragnts to retain the most activity when unleashing a strike.
At this mont, countless, whirling Heavenly Sheath Fragnts, in the eyes of the Tomb Ghost, seed to freeze.
The storm roared, crashing into the Green Silver.
A fragnt left a deep notch on the giant screen glass.
Unfortunately.
The Green Silver’s thickness far exceeded the size of the fragnt.
This strike was by no ans significant.
"Activity decreased... 75%, 60%..."
The researcher responsible for real-ti monitoring looked somber, the experint being conducted had already beco quite a mature blueprint. The Gu family had been contemplating constructing the perfect "Storm Release", a technology that could instantaneously release after extrely compressing the Heavenly Sheath Fragnts, using the massive explosive impact to fill an entire narrow enclosed space directly with sufficient fragnts.
[Deep Sea] was optimizing the "Storm Equation".
Each experint, the "equation" would be rewritten once... through iterations over ti, the effect of "Storm Release" had improved a lot, but there was still a significant gap from the performance in the blueprint plans.
This release, the effect was about 35%.
If they kept iterating and calculating, optimization could continue indefinitely, but the "raw material" consumption and the passage of ti were both huge costs.
Mr. Gu just sent a ssage, hoping the research base could soon complete a [Prototype]!
The [Prototype] ans that the effect of "Storm Release" at least reaches the expected 60% and can be put to use.
It was highly likely that the old man was eager to see the Heavenly Sheath Weapon because he needed to use it in Tundra.
However...
Storm Release ended.
The Heavenly Sheath Fragnts clattered onto the ground like wingless butterflies.
It’s just...
The optimization they’ve done has reached the limit, and the original evolution speed is still slow.
Simultaneously, a rumble of storm charging sounded above the Green Silver Laboratory.
"Activity reduction... 75%, 60%..."
The researcher responsible for the real-ti monitoring looked at the Tomb Ghost with a perplexing expression.
The next mont.
The storm released, and the Heavenly Sheath fragnts danced furiously.
The originally unscathed Green Silver Glass suddenly showed countless dense white streaks in the next second.
The once "clear" view instantly exploded into webs after webs, as if soone had simultaneously hamred on the curtain wall.
And then.
The storm raged on.
Silent as the grave.
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