r18novel Chapter 196 The Ideal World
Chapter 196 The Ideal World
Chapter 196 The Ideal World
Xuan Ziwen paused for a moment, then slowly said, "My lifelong dream has been to become the world's top Soul Master, to make Soul Tools accessible to ordinary people, something that can completely change their lives, and even change the world itself. On the continent, only Mingde Hall..."
"So, Professor Xuan Ziwen, how many steps have you taken on your path to your ideals? How many soul tools have you created that have changed the lives of ordinary people? And how many people have successfully used them?"
Faced with Huo Yuhao's questioning, Xuan Ziwen remained silent.
It was precisely because Xuan Ziwen was an eighth-level soul master of Mingde Hall that he understood even more clearly how difficult it was for ordinary people to use soul tools.
Soul tools are toys for soul masters. Only those with soul power can use them. Ordinary people are not worthy of having soul power, which means that the term "soul tool" is inaccessible to ordinary people.
This is why Xuan Ziwen was so excited when he saw Huo Yuhao take out a soul tool that could be activated without the user having to use their soul power.
Because Xuan Ziwen still remembers his ideals, but he just hasn't found the direction yet, and Huo Yuhao's ideas can be said to be the direction that Xuan Ziwen has been searching for.
After a while, Xuan Ziwen took a deep breath: "To be honest, although I have been working hard to reduce the cost of soul tools, it is only a drop in the bucket. They are simply not affordable for ordinary people, not to mention the threshold of soul power, which blocks all ordinary people without soul power."
Huo Yuhao suddenly said, "I've thought about it..."
"What?" Xuan Ziwen was a little confused.
"I've been thinking about how soul tools can be integrated into the lives of the most impoverished people..."
"Oh? Tell me about it?" Xuan Ziwen's interest was piqued by Huo Yuhao's words.
Judging from the soul tools Huo Yuhao made, his words didn't seem like a lie.
"It's too much trouble to explain, why don't you see it for yourself, Teacher Xuan..."
Just as Xuan Ziwen was wondering how to see it, the mental detection in his mind disappeared, and in its place appeared a series of images.
Black stones were thrown into a strange device, ground into powder, and then sent into another strange device.
As the flames ignite, the scorching gases rise, driving the turbine to begin rotating...
Xuan Ziwen suddenly exclaimed in realization, "That's right! You can do it this way too! You can use a wind-attribute core array to convert soul power into rotational power. How come I didn't think of that before?!"
However, the images in his mind did not stop with Xuan Ziwen's exclamation; instead, they sped up even more.
As the turbine rotates, currents are generated and transmitted to distant places via long wires.
"This is... lightning? Lightning generated in some other way, not through the core magic array?! Why is the lightning being directed far away?"
Just as Xuan Ziwen was wondering what was going on, as the long line continued to unfold, a brightly lit city appeared before Xuan Ziwen's eyes, causing his pupils to shrink.
Putting aside the towering buildings throughout the city—after all, given the unreasonable materials science of Douluo Continent, there was no shortage of tall buildings—what shocked Xuan Ziwen the most was that the entire city was brightly lit.
It should be noted that even in Mingdu, only streetlights were installed on the main roads and commercial streets, inevitably resulting in "slums" where soul tools could not be widely used.
After all, since soul tools cannot solve problems that noble soul masters cannot handle personally, these problems need to be solved by the lowly poor. Inevitably, a large number of poor people live in the dark corners of Mingdu. Without soul power, they are not even qualified to use Mingdu's advanced soul tools.
As the perspective shifts to the city, the originally thick wires gradually divide into several thinner wires, entering each building. The perspective in the mind then shifts to a building that looks remote.
In the small room, a hand picked up a black box, connected a wire, and the box lit up...
"This is... a screen powered by lightning? Lightning can actually do something like this?"
Just as Xuan Ziwen was in a daze, his hands, holding the black box, tapped on the glowing screen, finally clicking the green send button...
I've already booked my flight for this morning. Happy Valentine's Day! (Sending...)
Immediately afterward, the information changed into a beam of light that began to move along another line. Just as Xuan Ziwen was stunned, his gaze quickly fell on another white box. With a soft sound, a delicate hand picked up a phone and gently tapped the screen.
The gaze follows the woman's perspective back to the boy from before.
The boy checked his luggage, then picked up his suitcase and walked out of the room, tapping on his phone as he went.
As soon as he got downstairs, a large black metal box stopped in front of the boy. The boy gently opened the metal door and stepped into the box.
"Destination...Airport, Total journey...Approximately...minutes"
Then the screen switched to a black screen, where a horizontal map appeared.
As the black metal box began to move, the viewpoint gradually rose, and the bustling city traffic appeared in Xuan Ziwen's mind.
The image in his mind suddenly froze. Huo Yuhao, who was covered in cold sweat, glanced at the things that were still immersing him in his mind, gritted his teeth, and began to speed up the image he had envisioned.
From the boy's perspective, a series of things that Xuan Ziwen found familiar, such as cell phones, cars, airplanes, and subways, and things that he felt he could easily make, gradually appeared in his mind, only to be quickly swept over.
For the sake of his already overloaded brain, Huo Yuhao accelerated the speed of his mental deductions, while also blurring out many unimportant things, and forced himself to finish playing the scene of the male and female protagonists going on a date and watching fireworks.
Damn it, why does sharing color videos consume so much mental energy!
Rubbing his slightly throbbing temples, Huo Yuhao found a chair, sat down, closed his eyes, and began to meditate slowly to restore his mental energy.
Although the scene in his mind had ended, Xuan Ziwen's eyes grew increasingly intense.
The scenes he had just witnessed kept replaying in Xuan Ziwen's mind. He recalled each frame of what he had just seen, and the more he recalled it, the more incredible it seemed to him.
Because these things were used by an ordinary person who lived in a house of less than 100 square meters, and this person in his mind had never used any soul power!
With a thud, the sound of a heavy object hitting the ground rang out. Xuan Ziwen dropped the soul-guided electric saw in his hand, and in a flash, he rushed in front of Huo Yuhao and grabbed Huo Yuhao's hands.
"Teach me, please teach me!"
Huo Yuhao reluctantly opened his eyes, only to be met with Xuan Ziwen's eager gaze.
(End of this chapter)