In the Sand Village, the clones are everywhere, and the Arkham game begins

Chapter 367 Ma Xianhong

The swallowing sac in Qingshui's hand was not made by Meng Xuan, but by his master, Academician Ou Yuan, a contemporary master of Mohism.

Meng Xuan's talent in scientific research is decent. Even without Qingshui, he can be said to have the qualifications to be an academician, but his talent in cultivation is not that good.

Talented, but not high.

At least Qingshui had only been practicing Qi for a few months, but he had already surpassed Meng Xuan in terms of life skills.

Even though Qingshui's original body and several other incarnations had many years of experience in practicing ninjutsu, these few months were equivalent to the results of several years of normal practice for an ordinary extraordinary person, but it had been more than 20 years since Dr. Meng Xuan joined the Mo Sect after graduating from school.

Mo Men's Qi training technique is not a bad one, on the contrary it is moderate and peaceful. Its upper limit can be the pinnacle in the world of extraordinary people, and its lower limit is definitely not bad either.

At least becoming an ordinary expert in the alien world shouldn't be a problem.

As long as one practices diligently, it is only a matter of time to reach the second stage of Ming Gui from the first stage of Fei Ming. After Meng Xuan realized that his talent for practicing Qi was not good enough, he spent more time on study and scientific research.

Therefore, he only practiced a little when he was free, which was a bit like fishing for three days and drying the net for two days. Now he has not even reached the Minggui realm, and is at the bottom among the Mo Sect disciples of his generation.

And Qingshui just arrived at Minggui Realm a week ago.

At this level, even if one has only made some progress in practicing Qigong, one can still reach the level of most of the Mohist school's core disciples. The body and reactions will be greatly enhanced, and the ability to control and transform objects will also be improved to a certain extent. It is not a loss of face in the world of extraordinary people.

The first realm is to lay the foundation, to strengthen the sense of Qi and to refine the essence, which is similar to most of the mainstream skills in the alien world. The second realm is to understand ghosts, and the most important thing is to be able to integrate one's own spiritual will into the Qi and improve the control over Qi, so as to have the ability to refine magical instruments.

For Qingshui, when he reaches this level, he can easily transform Qi and Chakra into each other, basically solving the unknown consciousness rooted in the Chakra.

The only thing that limits Qingshui's current strength is his life power.

In terms of sexual power, as a puppeteer, his mental power is not low. He has also learned magic and studied mind gems. It is estimated that he will not encounter any bottlenecks before reaching the Tianzhi realm.

The dormitories arranged by Kyoto University for faculty and staff were pretty good, but the space was still too small for Shimizu, so he rented a suite off campus.

"Not bad. They are all materials with good energy conductivity, high strength and toughness. They are enough to make a set of armor of acceptable quality."

Looking at the materials thrown out from the devouring sac and all over the ground, Qingshui quickly started brainstorming and designed on the panel.

Soon, the general shape of the new puppet was perfected, and minor repairs and modifications were made.

After practicing puppetry for many years, he had mastered almost all the essentials of puppet making in the Sand Village, and also learned a lot of extremely useful engineering knowledge. He integrated the two and made great progress.

In terms of puppet making alone, even if the puppet master Monzaemon were to be resurrected, he might not be able to surpass him.

The former needs the corpse of a strong person to create a human puppet when making a top-level puppet, while Qingshui's reliance on materials is much smaller than that.

The next day.

A brand new silver-white puppet stood on the ground.

[Puppet Name]: Platinum
【Comprehensive parameters】:
Height: 2.04 meters

Weight: 134.39kg
Material: high-strength lightweight alloy, composite fiber, graphene-enhanced elastomer...

Energy: None
Operation method: Chakra line

[Puppet Rating]: A+
[Comprehensive Evaluation]: Armored combat puppet, the product of a high degree of integration of modern engineering and puppetry, is a transformation and upgrade of the black-gold puppet prototype. It has both speed and strength, and is equipped with ion thrusters and energy-focused ray cannons.

Note: It can carry Ark Reactor, Quick Freeze Device and conventional heavy firepower, but is not currently equipped.

An A+ grade puppet is pretty much the limit of what Qingshui can currently create using conventional materials.

Platinum can be said to have barely made it into the A+ level. At least Qingshui thinks that Platinum's combat power is still somewhat inferior to his other A+ level puppets.

At least compared to the White Knight and Electric Light, without the Ark Reactor to enhance the sustained attack and without the Cryogenic Equipment to enhance the control, the actual combat effectiveness is weaker.

But it should be enough.

If one wants to reach S-level without relying on extraordinary metals such as promethium and vibranium, or supernatural mechanisms such as the Speed Force, Shimizu estimates that in addition to the reactor and the freezing device, one may also need the technology of Tony's Blood Edge Armor, which can be freely combined and shaped like liquid, in order to barely touch the S-level.

But that was before.

If I could upgrade the entire puppet from the inside out into a magical weapon, then...

Qingshui patted the big guy next to him that was more than two meters tall.

Just like magical weapons and strength, there is no strict level division. There is only self-rating within each sect based on skills and techniques, so there are good and bad ones.

But even if it is a low-level magic weapon, even if it is using the top-level magic weapon such as the Mo Men Divine Machine, it will take at least half a year to complete one.

And a big guy like the Platinum Puppet...

Just in terms of size and weight, one piece is equivalent to hundreds of magical instruments.

Unless one learns the art of refining the magic weapon, it would take a puppeteer's lifetime to make it into even a low-level magical weapon.

The Divine Machine Hundred Refinements was perhaps the martial art in the world that was most compatible with Qingshui, and it was also the one among the Eight Wonders that he had the best chance of acquiring so far.

As for how to obtain...

Qingshui opened his cell phone and looked at a photo he had taken with the camera.

The photo is a map.

Yesterday, he used the computing power of the computer center of Kyoto Technical School and combined it with his own network technology, which was at least 10 to 20 years ahead of this era, to copy Yaoxing Society's base.

The computer performance of this era was not that high. NVIDIA graphics cards had only been released up to GTX980, and the CPU was only the fifth generation.

Due to the poor performance of the hardware, Qingshui can only rely on the computing resources of the school's computing center.

On the surface, Yaoxing Society is similar to Jianghu Xiaozhan, a kind of "busybody" spy. However, its president Qu Tong is not a simple person either, and he hides a lot of things. Not only does he master the Shuangquan Hand, he also controls Ma Xianhong who masters the Shenji Bailian, and single-handedly plans the creation of the self-cultivation furnace. He is even in contact with Zhou Sheng, who is still alive and has mastered the Fenghou Qimen, like an immortal on land, and they use each other.

This woman has big ambitions and has a lot of hidden things.

Perhaps because Er Zhuang, a temporary worker from the Northeast, has the ability to travel through the online world, Yaoxing Society's traces on the Internet are also quite clean.

But as long as you are willing to investigate, there will be clues eventually.

Even if we can't find out Qu Tong's real purpose, it will be much easier to investigate the Biyou Village.

After all, it is an organization that has absorbed a large number of ordinary people and some people who have escaped from the mainstream extraordinary circle. Even though it is very secretive, it is ultimately unable to completely break away from its connection with the real world.

Apart from anything else, just the food needs for the daily lives of so many people are not so easy to meet.

"Guizhou, Liupanshui, Wumeng Mountain are quite remote."

Qingshui found the corresponding location using the LowGerman Map APP, turned around, picked up the Devouring Sac, put away the platinum armor beside him, and walked downstairs.

A brand new Volvo XC60 is currently parked in the community’s public parking space downstairs.

The capacity of this car is quite large, which is quite suitable for self-driving travel.

Those luxury cars are cool, but they are not as cool as the Iron Man suit, and Shimizu doesn't care much about that.

In the Marvel and DC worlds, he relied on technology to become one of the top 30 richest people in the world, and a luxury car is really just a means of transportation.

Moreover, he only had about one million yuan from the sale of patents, so it was not suitable for him to buy a car that was too expensive.

Now that the classes in school have been finished and exam week is approaching, he has asked a doctoral student under Meng Xuan to help mark the papers in exchange for one of his two major papers.

So he could take a vacation early, and the vacation was nearly two months long. At this point in time, he could spend some time traveling. He set out on January 8 after attending the faculty and staff meeting, passing through Taiyuan, Shanxi, Xi'an, Shaanxi, and then south to Chongqing. He walked and played all the way, and arrived in Guizhou around the 20th.

(Partial screenshot of the school calendar of that year found on the official website of Wudaokou School)

January 21st, morning.

On a section of road from AK City to Liupanshui.

A short-haired girl in a red sports suit was sitting on the side of the road, panting and wiping the sweat from her forehead.

"Why, how come this debt collector came all the way from Gansu to Guizhou? Fortunately, no one from the circle came after us, otherwise we would not be able to escape."

At the same time, a black car drove up from a distance.

"Hey! Driver! Can you give me a ride?"

Fu Rong stopped wiping the sweat off her face, her eyes lit up, she stood up, jumped up and down, raised her hands and shouted.

The car slowly stopped and the window opened.

Qingshui looked up and down at the short-haired girl in front of him, sensing the abundant Qi flowing in her body.

"Someone in the circle?"

Fu Rong was shocked and thought that the debt collectors had asked other strange people to chase her all the way here.

"Is there a problem?"

Huh... not bad.

"Um... sir, are you going to Liupanshui? Can you give me a ride? Just stop at the intersection!"

Fu Rong said a little embarrassedly.

"Going to Biyou Village?"

"Eh? How did you know? Ah, I see. You were also introduced by an acquaintance, right? I was introduced here by a friend named Guo Liang in the circle. I heard that the village is from somewhere..."

Fu Rong immediately started chattering.

"Let's get in the car first. I'm going somewhere and I have something I want to do."

Qingshui pointed to the back seat towards Fu Rong.

I'm not going to Biyou Village to do anything bad, so there's nothing wrong with bringing one more person with me.

It just so happens that I don’t know enough about Biyou Village, so I can try to get some information out of this girl.

He remembered that Fu Rong was also a simple love-minded person, and not a bad person. She just owed too much debt, and had a relatively positive outlook on life. She was unwilling to rely on her identity as an alien and use alien methods to resolve her debts, so she had to hide in Biyou Village.

"Okay, brother, my name is Fu Rong, from Longnan, Gansu, what about you?"

"My surname is Zhuo. I'm from Linfen, Shanxi. But last year I moved my household registration to Beijing, and I work there."

"Excellent?"

"No, the one with three drops of water is more obscure, the one that means "Zhuo" which means "clean lotus but not evil."

"I see. A Beijing hukou is very valuable. Let me tell you..."

Qingshui didn't even need to say too much. He just needed to briefly introduce the topic, and Fu Rong, who was not very scheming, would pour out everything he knew.

Two hours later.

In the Wumeng Mountains, there is a mountain road intersection that can barely accommodate cars.

"arrive."

Shimizu took his hands off the steering wheel and spoke.

"Brother Zhuo, can you lend me your phone so I can contact him?"

Fu Rong stretched out her hand towards the clear water.

She owed so much money that her personal assets had long been frozen. She was afraid of being found by debt collectors using her cell phone, so she simply didn't even carry her cell phone with her.

"Hello! Brother Liang, I'm Fu Rong. I'm at the entrance of the village. Yes, yes, yes, in that small car. The one in the front seat is Brother Zhuo. Do you know him? No? He is from the capital. He is not an ordinary person who pursues supernatural powers. He is also in the circle. I guess he also knows our village from somewhere.

OK, we'll wait at the entrance of the village."

After hanging up the phone, Fu Rong handed the phone back to Qingshui and stood up to open the door.

Qingshui unbuckled his seat belt and sensed this not-so-small village with his transparent world.

There are about a hundred people, most of whom are not very strong. There are about ten who can be considered masters. The one with the strongest Qi is a long-haired young man in white clothes who is lying in a rocking chair basking in the sun.

That person must be Ma Xianhong, the successor of Shen Ji Bai Lian.

"Ok?"

Ma Xianhong looked at a bead on his wrist that turned from white to green, as if he had sensed something, and then picked up a pair of red goggles beside him.

At the same time, Qingshui also looked at several red-eyed flies flying at the entrance of the village.

Is this the magical tool that Ma Xianhong used to monitor here?

The car door opened, and a long-faced young man came towards us from the village entrance.

"Hello, my friend. I'm Guo Liang. May I ask..."

"Zhuo Qingshui, I'm from the capital. I heard about what's going on here and wanted to come and visit you. Don't worry, I have nothing to do with the company. I'm just an ordinary weapon refiner."

Qingshui stretched out a hand towards Guo Liang and said with a smile.

"Since there is no ill intention, everyone is welcome in Biyou Village."

Guo Liang shook hands with Qingshui, looked at Qingshui and said.

At this moment, the cell phone in Guo Liang's pocket rang.

"Hey! Okay, I'll get it there right away!"

Guo Liang hung up the phone and said to Qingshui and Fu Rong.

A few minutes later, in a yard.

"Welcome to Biyou Village. I am Ma Xianhong, the village chief."

A tall young man in white clothes pushed open the gate of the courtyard and smiled at Qingshui and Fu Rong who came to visit.

"Hello, village chief. My name is Fu Rong, and I am..."

"I know you. Don't worry. You won't find those debt collectors here. And Mr. Zhuo, I heard that... you are a weapon refiner?"

Ma Xianhong first nodded at Fu Rong, then changed his tone and looked at Qingshui.