Standing in the testing area, Huo Yuhao held the iron box in his hand level, aiming at the alloy metal wall fifty meters away.
He gently pulled the trigger with his finger.
Buzz!
The sound of breaking air rang out. Immediately after, a series of ear-piercing explosions came from fifty meters away, and metal powder glowing with red light flew up from the alloy wall.
Crack!
The iron box in Huo Yuhao's hand let out a fragile groan at this moment; clearly, it was damaged.
Jade color rose in his hand. Huo Yuhao directly used the Mystic Jade Hand to crush the damaged Soul Tool into a ball.
He turned his deep blue eyes to look at Xuan Ziwen and Wang Lin, who were standing side by side. There was a small hint of triumph hidden in his eyes; he was evidently very confident.
"The power of a Class 4 Soul Tool. Not bad, barely passable. From now on, follow behind Wang Lin and study hard."
Xuan Ziwen, who had gained considerable insight with Wang Lin's help, was currently dismissive of the Zhuge Divine Crossbow Cannon Huo Yuhao brought out.
What kind of junk is this? Wasting a piece of Soul Tool metal just to achieve the power of a Class 4 Soul Tool was completely inconsistent with practical application.
Even the Sun Moon Empire, with its abundant production of Soul Tool metals, couldn't afford such waste. Of course, it did have value, but not much.
Huo Yuhao was stunned when he heard Xuan Ziwen's words. He really hadn't expected that the Zhuge Divine Crossbow Cannon, which he had painstakingly researched, would only receive an evaluation of "not bad, barely passable" from Xuan Ziwen.
The current Huo Yuhao was not the Huo Yuhao from two years ago. He now possessed sufficient capital to fill the inferiority in his heart, so he inevitably felt somewhat unconvinced.
"Teacher Xuan, after this Soul Tool of mine is fully charged, even ordinary people can use it!"
As soon as these words came out, Xuan Ziwen, who was walking in front, turned his head. His face already bore a hint of impatience as he spoke in a deep voice.
"And then? You aren't going to say that if this Soul Tool, which ordinary people can use, were equipped in the army, it would be terrifying, are you?"
Xuan Ziwen saw through Huo Yuhao's thoughts at a glance. He had discussed this topic with Wang Lin before, and the conclusion they reached was just two words: wishful thinking.
"Is it not?"
Huo Yuhao asked back. He was obviously very confident in his Zhuge Divine Crossbow Cannon.
"Stupid!"
Xuan Ziwen evaluated unceremoniously.
"Soul Tools, including charging-type Soul Tools, rely essentially on soul power. The most widely used charging-type Soul Tool currently is called the Soul Guide Lamp. Even this simplest charging-type Soul Tool is only used among Soul Masters and never involves ordinary people.
It is precisely because ordinary people have no soul power. Take this thing you developed for example. Even if it can be used multiple times, it needs to be recharged after firing a shot.
Are you saying that if ordinary people use it, we have to specially assign a Soul Master to follow behind them to replenish the soul power?
Isn't that putting the cart before the horse? What is the significance of ordinary people being able to use it?"
A rhetorical question left Huo Yuhao dumbfounded, but he reacted quickly and hurriedly said: "Milk Bottles! There are still Milk Bottles, this kind of Soul Tool!"
"What Milk Bottle?"
Xuan Ziwen was confused by Huo Yuhao's phrase "Milk Bottle." On the contrary, Wang Lin reacted and explained: "He probably means Soul Power Storage Devices. The Three Empires call Soul Power Storage Devices 'Milk Bottles'."
Upon hearing this, Xuan Ziwen's forehead was instantly covered with black lines. It should be known that his current main research was the sealing technology for Soul Power Storage Devices.
But Xuan Ziwen still seriously thought about the combination of a Soul Power Storage Device and Huo Yuhao's Soul Tool, and a hint of appreciation appeared on his face.
"Not bad. This idea is passable. But there are many problems you have to consider. First is the issue of soul power dissipation in the Soul Power Storage Device, and also the cost issue of your Soul Tool."
Xuan Ziwen gave his own suggestions, and Huo Yuhao began to think seriously upon hearing them.
Wang Lin listened to the exchange between Xuan Ziwen and Huo Yuhao. His face was radiant, as if he had thought of a brilliant idea.
"Teacher Xuan, have you ever thought about leaving here one day?"
After the problem with the Soul Tool Zhuge Cannon was pointed out directly, Huo Yuhao realized the prowess of this young teacher, Xuan Ziwen, so he asked directly.
"No. Don't think about it. Your Shrek Academy cannot provide me with enough funds and research space."
Xuan Ziwen glanced at Huo Yuhao and said in a deep voice.
"Alright, the test is passed. You follow Wang Lin first to get familiar with the laboratory. Wang Lin, I'll leave him to you."
After speaking, Xuan Ziwen left the testing area and sat back in front of the experimental table.
"Okay, Teacher Xuan. Follow me, Yuhao."
Wang Lin pulled Huo Yuhao along, arranged a seat for him, and sat beside him to explain the matters that needed attention in the laboratory daily.
Without much further ado, the remaining few students of the laboratory all entered.
Unlike in the original work, with Xuan Ziwen present, the incident of Huo Yuhao being kicked out of the laboratory did not happen. After everyone got to know each other, they all busied themselves with their own affairs.
Although he was a newcomer, Ju Zi still shared a tangerine with Huo Yuhao.
Holding the ice-cold tangerine in his hand, Huo Yuhao looked at Wang Lin with some puzzlement. Wang Lin had already peeled the tangerine and stuffed a segment of the fruit into his mouth.
"Eat it, Yuhao. This is Ju Zi's Martial Soul. It has a calming effect."
As he spoke, Wang Lin discovered that Huo Yuhao was staring in a daze at Ju Zi, who had already begun to inscribe a soul tool array not far away.
The orange-red carving knife flipped at Ju Zi's fingertips, beating like a ball of fire.
Seeing such a scene, the corners of Wang Lin's mouth twitched. He decided not to disturb Huo Yuhao and directly half-reclined, entering a state of meditation.
Just like that, time passed. It wasn't until noon that Ju Zi finally put down the carving knife in her hand, and Huo Yuhao also withdrew his gaze at this time.
Suddenly discovering that Wang Lin beside him had entered a state of meditation at some point, he hesitated whether to wake Wang Lin up.
"Finished watching?"
Wang Lin suddenly opened his eyes and asked.
"Uh, finished watching."
Huo Yuhao blushed and said somewhat embarrassedly.
"How was it?"
"Quite good-looking!"
"???"
Wang Lin was completely confused by Huo Yuhao's answer. He looked doubtfully at the blushing Huo Yuhao. "You weren't watching Ju Zi inscribing the soul tool array? How did you feel about her technique?"
"Huh?"
Huo Yuhao obviously misunderstood. His already red face became even redder, but he still asked the question from the bottom of his heart: "Senior Sister Ju Zi, why doesn't she use auxiliary tools?"
"The reason is simple: because auxiliary tools would affect her original Soul Tool style."
Wang Lin ignored Huo Yuhao's blush, just as he had answered Huo Yuhao's doubts about Soul Masters while sitting by the bonfire two and a half years ago.
This moment was just like that moment.
"Soul Tool style?"
"Yes, just like this."
Saying this, Wang Lin took out an azure carving knife with dragon heads on both sides and gently swiped it across the surface of the soul tool metal on the desk.
The blade glided across the metal surface, leaving a straight line.
Through this simple action, Huo Yuhao saw Wang Lin's Soul Tool style very clearly. It was one word—Steady.
Completely different from Ju Zi's lightness and agility.