Douluo: My plan to kill the gods has been exposed!

Chapter 82 How about being my disciple?
"Mission failed?"

Opening the scroll in her hand, the girl frowned slightly when she saw the glaring scarlet word "failure", and continued to flip through the records on the next page without making a sound.

"Two dead, three seriously injured, one disabled for life."

"Team leader's name: Cross, 43 years old, martial spirit Blood Axe."

"The soul armor was worn out in many places, and the right hand and arm armor exploded because they could not withstand multiple attacks."

"The defense should be sufficient, but flexibility still needs to be improved."

The final cause of death of the other two sacrificed team members was the same. Looking at the extremely strong soul armor, the damage it can withstand is limited, and the defense of each part will gradually weaken as the damage accumulates.

But it doesn’t matter. With these data, the direction of improving soul armor is also clear.

"Let me see. There is something that may be suitable. If we use the alloy that Senior Lou Gao mentioned to forge it, its flexibility should be greatly improved."

After rummaging around on the messy test bench, Ning Rongrong threw a slightly yellowish iron ingot onto the wooden table. She raised a strange monocular pair of glasses and looked around carefully for a long time, leaving a scribbled record on the notebook.

"The flexibility and density are sufficient. I don't care about the rest. I'll leave the rest to Senior Lou Gao. After all, he is a famous master craftsman. It should be no problem, right?"

"The next task is still very heavy."

Ning Rongrong rubbed her eyes. In just a few days, the little witch had some faint black marks under her eyes, but these were just trivial things that she didn't care about.

Her previous interest in business was only to attract her father's attention. Even the lawless little witch in the sect sometimes longed to be praised sincerely.

It was only when she occasionally came into contact with soul guides that she seemed to discover that liking something was different from liking it, and she understood how happy it was to please herself.

Ning Rongrong raised the corner of her mouth and skillfully turned to the front part of the notebook. On the notebook were three views of the 'First Generation Soul Armor'. She crossed out the densely packed records next to them one by one and wrote new content.

"Battery life is still a big problem. To reduce the consumption of the energy itself, perhaps it would be better to design another place to store soul power?"

"By the way, is there such a soul guide?"

"In addition to the material, the various properties of the 'Soul Armor' itself also depend on the choice of soul power route. Is it focused on defense? Or offense?"

“That’s a problem too.”

"Da da da--"

Just as she was deep in thought, a crisp knock on the door completely disrupted her thoughts. The girl opened the door of the laboratory with a gloomy face, but saw a pretty face with a hint of charm.

"Hu Liena, what's wrong?"

"Hey, please be polite. I came to see you for something. Otherwise, do you think I want to come over?"

The smile on the little fox standing at the door quickly disappeared: "Get ready later, the master wants to see you."

Your master, do you want to see me?
Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up: "His Majesty the Pope has woken up?"

"Go get ready quickly. It would be rude to make the master wait." Hu Liena covered her nose and looked at her with disdain. "How long have you been in there without taking a shower? You smell and you have dark circles under your eyes."

"I'm going to see my master, the most honorable person in the Spirit Hall. Take out some nice clothes and don't wear this white coat that never changes!"

"Rongrong, you've only been here for a few months, why do you feel more like a man than Elder Ju?"

In front of Ning Rongrong's dull, dead fish eyes, Hu Liena complained all at once, then finally stuck her head out to look at her messy laboratory, and immediately slapped herself in the face.

"Damn it, you're a girl, why is your place so messy!"

"Pack up quickly, damn, I really don't want to care about you anymore!" "Who wants you to care? I have a boyfriend, okay?"

"Stop talking nonsense, go take a shower, I'll help you choose clothes!!!"

Amid Hu Liena's unbearable roar, Ning Rongrong had no choice but to sneak into the bathroom in the room, light the firewood under the iron bucket and start boiling water.

And Hu Liena in the room covered her face and let out a sharp scream the moment the closet was opened!
"Ning Rongrong, are you really a woman? Why are you wearing only a white coat? Don't you have any other clothes!!!"

"Your Holiness, good day to Lord Bai Ze."

"Come and sit down, no need to be polite."

"Yes."

Ning Rongrong sat nervously on a small wooden chair, her eyes involuntarily scanning the private courtyard in front of her. The golden light fell on the small courtyard, as if coating the colorful flowers in the courtyard with a layer of gold powder, making it look like a painting.

But what is more beautiful than flowers is people.

She lowered her head, placed her hands on her legs, and sat obediently on the chair, occasionally looking up and glancing at him, with a look of confusion and helplessness on her face.

The Pope, who had been slacking off at work for several months, still acted calm and composed, without a trace of the usual majesty and indifference on her face. She gathered her skirt and slowly squatted down, holding a kettle in her right hand, watering the flowers in the yard with all her heart.

"I heard Elder Ju talking about you yesterday. You're working very hard. Most of the progress on the soul guides is driven by you."

"what?"

Ning Rongrong scratched her face and said, "It's not so bad. In fact, most of the work still depends on Senior Lou Gao and Elder Ju. Besides, without the complete system knowledge of soul guides preserved by the Spirit Hall, I don't think I can help much."

The little witch who always learned and knew everything had a setback when it came to soul guides. She had no foundation at all, and didn't even understand the core of soul power. However, she still got the qualification to go to the data room with the help of Yue Guan.

In the following week, Ning Rongrong spent most of her time in it. Thanks to the dual bonus of talent and interest, she was able to keep up with the progress a little.

Then it began to grow at a terrifying speed, which amazed Yue Guan and Lou Gao who had been watching.

"You are very talented in this area. It won't hurt to work harder."

"Oh, okay, I will definitely try my best!"

"But no matter what, you must rest. You can't stand not sleeping for several days and nights with your current level of cultivation."

"."

The empty kettle was thrown on the small stone table, and was patted by the white little beast, who was having a lot of fun. The girl in front of him bit her lips lightly, showing a conflicted look as if she wanted to touch it but didn't dare to.

Harmonious and moving.

The Pope saw everything.

"I'm talking to Rongrong."

Bibi Dong habitually rubbed the girl's soft hair, her face filled with a long-awaited joy and laziness, as if she was playing with a cute and nervous little animal.

"How about being my disciple, just like Nana?"

"what?!"

(End of this chapter)