It's time to improve the strength of the infinite world

Chapter 315 Just Run
"But, I seem to remember the origin of the Fiery Eyes and Golden Pupils. It should be some kind of disease..."

Murasame Reine hesitated for a while, but couldn't help but speak:
"He was thrown into the Bagua furnace, and in order to avoid being burned by the real fire in the furnace, he hid in a certain place, and eventually his eyes were damaged by the smoke?"

She recalled carefully, even though the memories were from twenty or thirty years ago.

But for an "elf", this is certainly not a very long time ago. At most, her mind is not at all on these unimportant aspects.

However, with just a little thought, you can easily recall many relevant details.

Then, her thoughts gradually became clearer, and the details of the stories she had read before came to her mind like a tide -

The Monkey King in the myth ate the peaches, drank the imperial wine, and stole the elixir. After all this eating and drinking, he more than saved himself from forty years of detour.

It simply means that we have avoided a detour of four thousand or even forty thousand years!
As a result, his magical powers increased to an astonishing level. Ordinary punishment methods were no longer effective. Even a trip to the demon-slaying platform failed to hurt him in the slightest...

The most important of these were the five pots of elixir from Taishang Laojun, both raw and cooked, which were all swallowed by the Monkey King.

It is said that it was "forged into one piece using Samadhi fire, so it is as strong as diamond and steel and cannot be damaged even in an emergency."

Under such circumstances, they could only throw the Monkey King into the Bagua furnace and use the power of the Liuding Divine Fire to try to refine the elixir in his body again to eliminate this problem.

This plan can not only restore the loss of Heaven, but also make the evil monkey disappear into thin air. It is really a strategy that kills two birds with one stone.

But in the end, the Monkey King hid in the Xun Palace in the Bagua furnace, and was not burned to ashes by the Liu Ding Divine Fire.

However, there was wind but no fire in the Xun Palace. Although it saved the Monkey King’s life, it also damaged his eyes, so they were called "Fire Eyes and Golden Pupils".

She remembered that this was probably the case.

"That's the thing—"

Xia Zhi waved his hand nonchalantly and spoke in a light and casual tone.

“But you also have to know that everything in the world is actually two sides of the same coin. Everything is one.”

"Xun means one yin under two yangs. It is a combination of hardness and softness, and can be moderate and harmonious... So, the matter of the Fiery Eyes and Golden Pupils was also predetermined."

"..."

"..."

Well, you're the expert and you're right.

Murasame Reine breathed a sigh of relief and thought about it carefully. It seemed that this was indeed the case.

Although according to those legends, in the beginning, the Monkey King's Fiery Eyes and Golden Pupils were just caused by the smoke, but later on they seemed to have become some kind of magical power.

Able to understand the changes of immortals and Buddhas.

Can also see through the true form of demons.

Moreover, at certain times, the Great Sage himself would brag about his own abilities, putting the Fiery Eyes and Golden Pupils on a par with other magical powers to highlight their extraordinary qualities.

If it was simply an illness, this wouldn't make sense.

After all, it is understandable to brag about one's own strength as great as a dragon or an elephant, one's indestructible golden body, etc.

——But bragging about one’s eye disease is really unbelievable.

If it were before, she could still attribute these contradictions to the flaws and shortcomings in literary creation, but now, she can no longer think so simply.

Under the premise that all the current clues point to the fact that "the legend is likely to be true", she has to re-examine this fact.

However, even so,

Miss Analyst still doesn’t quite understand why the fourth skill is called “Insight”.

I always feel like...something is not quite right.

She shook her head slightly, her eyes inadvertently glancing towards the solemn jade platform not far away, or the altar of the Qin Empire's magic and technology.

On the altar, Kannazuki Kyouhei was following the instructions of the young Taoist priest, sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, yet his whole body involuntarily revealed a hint of tension.

This destined ace pilot is about to face an unprecedented challenge.

However, what he faced was not the tactical display device he was familiar with in the past, but a more scientific and magical super-tactical combat body.

This combat form not only imitates the famous mythological heroes as its "prototype", but also uses the immortal craftsmanship to create its "body".

Therefore, Murasame Reion was very skeptical whether Kannazuki Kyouhei's previous experience and skills could still be useful in the face of this new machine and tactics?
After all, even if someone announced a series of nerf announcements about this——

For example, first they said that it was no longer the answer to the version, and that no one had maintained it for thousands of years... Then they found that the battle body was destroyed, and the important Taoist unit was taken away by the rebels...

The performance of this result, which was recast using the wreckage, has undoubtedly been greatly weakened compared to the immortal combat body they were looking for in the beginning.

however……

As an original elf, she could still feel that inside that tall and mighty body that seemed to be cast from divine iron...

Contains explosive power!

There seems to be endless potential within its body, a kind of holiness that is difficult to describe.

It seems to be able to connect heaven and earth and communicate with all things.

She really couldn't understand it because she saw the entire "printing" process clearly.

——Before the combat body is formed, nothing is special.

——But after the battle body was formed, the moment its existence was confirmed, the whole thing became wrong.

It was as if the sea of vitality had torn a crack in the barrier of the material world, and an invisible passage led directly to the core of the combat body, continuously pouring endless and huge energy into it!
The enormous amount of energy, like a torrent that is about to get out of control, carrying a terrifying force that is enough to annihilate everything, is constantly compressed into this seemingly tiny "form"!
This development challenges Murasame Reion's cognition.

Could it be that……

——A fake object that imitates a prototype will also inherit some of the original object's abilities?

——Is it due to the similarity in appearance and features, or is it the law of a higher level that is at work?
And although I was confused by this, I had to admit the amazing strength of this body.

Just based on the numerical value alone, it is far superior to the "elf" she created herself... and this is without taking into account the unique skills and mechanisms of the combat body.

Is this really a weapon that a mortal can control? She muttered to herself, feeling that even piloting a Gundam would be more reliable than this.

"...This model of armor should have a hidden "Seventy-two Transformations", but it's a pity that it's just the product of the reconstruction of the wreckage. Unless you can find the Kuaiji Zero in the future and retrieve the lost power..." At this time, Xia Zhi circled around the standing Monkey King model armor a few times and sighed.

"Well, didn't they say there were only four skills?" The analyst quickly came back to her senses from her contemplation and blinked.

"Four of them are active skills, and 'Seventy-two Transformations' is a passive skill. After all, it is a fake. As a vessel that carries divine power, it naturally has its limits."

Xia Zhi explained calmly, patching the patch without blushing or panting:

"Therefore, I am unable to fully reproduce the core's magical power of transformation. I can only barely imitate a tiny bit of the Dao rhythm, an extremely weak one..."

"Its effect is roughly equivalent to avoiding death three times. As long as you don't suffer any damage that goes beyond the laws of the ordinary world and is too outrageous, you should be able to save your life..."

Wait? There is such a buggy passive skill?
Murasame Reine curled her lips slightly, and couldn't help but think -

Could this be a reflection of the Monkey King's pursuit of enlightenment and his achievement?
After all, according to legend, the seventy-two transformations were acquired to avoid the three disasters. So in the body imitating the prototype combat body, this magical power was transformed into a symbolic passive effect, enough to resist three fatal injuries?
Well, that's probably the case.

Her eyes changed slightly, and she felt that she had grasped a little pattern.

Xia Zhi withdrew his gaze unnoticeably, and the lady behind the scenes began to actively follow his pace, starting to believe and imagine it.

This progress made him feel quite satisfied.

He raised his fist to his mouth and coughed softly:
"Okay, now everything is ready. It all depends on whether Kanbutsuki has talent..."

"Of course, to truly communicate with the 'gods' at the altar, one still needs to rely on the heavenly bestowal ceremony. However, the requirements for local connection do not need to be too demanding..."

"The Qin Empire should have thought about bypassing the Daoist priesthood and directly controlling the immortal body before, although they failed to do so... But I think the Yuanshen algorithm they engraved on the altar is correct..."

His words revealed a calm confidence: "It only needs a little correction, as long as it can run."

Murasame Lingyin: "...?"

Kannazuki Kyohei: "...?"

The air was quiet for a moment, and the ace pilot sitting on the altar couldn't help but open his eyes and spoke uncertainly:
"Um, Mr. Xia Zhi, when you said that it's okay to be able to run, are you referring to the Yuanshen algorithm?"

"Of course. After all, it is an outdated technique. It's good enough that it can work. You don't have to worry about other things." The young Taoist nodded seriously.

No! I really care about it!
The corners of Kaminozuki Kyouhei's eyes twitched wildly. What soul wavelength would he use next to connect with the person who transmitted his consciousness? But it had to be him!
Wouldn't it be dangerous if this kind of psychic program that works on the soul level is not used with precision?
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at the same time.

The sealed-off disaster site of the "Great Air Disaster"——

Around the tragic landscape, various surveys, searches and investigations have been started in an orderly manner, and rescue teams from several major countries have entered the disaster area.

Under the guise of search and rescue, they are actually doing search and rescue work.

But in fact, related research is also being carried out at the same time.

All countries are very curious, and also feel panic, nervousness, anxiety, excitement... all kinds of emotions, especially after relevant information and intelligence are transmitted back and more details are learned.

There was no movement in the disaster area, and no rune light gates appeared in the sky...

There was no space earthquake, and no magical sword fairy appeared...

Countries were not prepared to just sit there and wait, and they took quick action, organizing international rescue teams, and entering the disaster area under the banner of humanitarian concern.

Some people are greedy for quick success and rush forward recklessly, heading straight for the depths.

Some people choose to proceed step by step and slowly move forward.

However, compared to such a large crime scene, most people don't think it's easy to find anything valuable, unless they are extremely lucky...

Professor Zhou, wearing a full body protective suit, opened his eyes wide with a little soreness and glanced at the densely packed charts and data on the computer screen.

Surveys of various environments, readings of residual radiation, modeling of terrain, analysis of the area of force and the intensity of the impact...

And so on, these are the main data collected in the early stage.

All these efforts are aimed at uncovering the mystery of this alternative "major air disaster" and restoring the true face of the disaster.

Of course it is of great significance, but compared to Professor Zhou who knows the inside story, he is currently more eager to find some more heavyweight evidence.

Sighing, he stood up, turned and walked out of the tent.

The Chinese camp is located in this area. Drones are on alert in the air and reconnaissance units are patrolling the surrounding area continuously.

A large amount of human and material resources were deployed here as quickly as possible.

Professor Zhou couldn't help shaking his head. Just as some thoughts appeared in his mind, he heard hurried footsteps coming from the entrance of the camp.

He subconsciously turned his head and saw a young officer walking towards him with straight steps, followed by a group of soldiers armed to the teeth.

The tactical display device is clearly in operation, and the random field also remains open!
It seems like it is always on guard, alert to the outside world!
Professor Zhou was stunned for a moment, then immediately realized something. He concentrated all of a sudden, squinting his eyes and looking sharply at the officer who had come up to him.

Why does it seem a little strange...

This thought flashed through his mind subconsciously.

"Professor, we found something! It's a fragment of a broken sword, and we detected a strange energy reaction!"

The young officer paused and lowered his voice.

Heavyweight evidence found!

The surprise came so suddenly that Professor Zhou reacted immediately and couldn't wait: "I want to see - no, that's not right, not now -"

The slight sense of strangeness he just felt was quickly forgotten by him.

He looked at the familiar officer in front of him and carefully confirmed: "Captain Xia, is it safe now?"

"I have already contacted the rear."

Commander Xia nodded calmly: "Next we have to find a way to send the fragments out..."

(End of this chapter)