Da Feng: From copying golden entries to becoming an immortal in the mortal world

Beneath the Star-Picking Tower, a private prison cell.

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As the prison door opened, Luo Chen, dressed in a cloud-patterned robe, stepped out and stretched his wrists.

"Junior Sister, aren't you happy to see me come out?"

"It's just one night, not like we haven't seen each other for half a year."

Chu Caiwei snorted, her pretty face lacking the enthusiasm she had shown yesterday.

"Congratulations on finally breaking through to the eighth rank! Keep up the good work!"

Luo Chen: "..."

Suddenly, he missed the days when he had no money, when the relationships among his fellow disciples were truly deep.

Luo Chen pinched his junior sister's cheek and said helplessly, "Junior sister, I've broken through to the eighth-rank sorcerer, we should definitely celebrate!"

"Where we eat is up to you! How about it?"

Upon hearing this, Chu Caiwei's pretty face lit up with enthusiasm, "Junior brother, I knew you were the best to your senior sister."

She skipped and hopped, her skirt fluttering in the wind: "I'm going to tell Senior Brother Song Qing; I'm sure he'll be very happy too!"

Yang Qianhuan: "Junior brother, give me a chance!"

Luo Chen didn't give Yang Qianhuan a friendly look, but repeatedly warned Zhong Li, "Senior Sister, you can't believe what Third Senior Brother says!"

"If your third senior brother bullies you at the foot of the Star-Picking Tower, remember to tell me!"

Zhong Li nodded obediently and asked timidly, "Junior Brother, are you leaving?"

"I think I've noticed that your bad luck seems to have lessened a lot since you stayed next door to me last night."

Luo Chen didn't plan to tell Zhong Li yet, so he said seriously, "Senior Sister, even if I'm not by your side, you still need to take good care of yourself."

"You're the senior sister, how can you rely on the junior brother so often?"

Upon hearing this, Zhong Li felt as if sunlight had pierced through the clouds in her heart, and she nodded vigorously.

"I will!"

……

The fourth floor of the Star-Picking Tower is a dedicated area for alchemy.

"This magical vehicle isn't powerful enough. If it can't compare to an eight-legged steed, why would anyone buy it?"

"Products from the Imperial Observatory must be of the highest quality!"

Song Qing was leading a group of disciples from the Imperial Observatory, researching how to further enhance the power of vehicles.

At this moment, Luo Chen, accompanied by Chu Caiwei, arrived beside him and observed:

"Senior, if the engine is at full power, what speed can we reach?"

Song Qing, staring at his heavy dark circles under his eyes and focused on improving the engine, replied impatiently:

"We'll have to wait until Junior Brother Luo Chen has fully recovered before we can prepare the records for the testing phase!"

"A truly excellent alchemical work is not only about quality, but also about providing a superior user experience!"

Luo Chen immediately took out a charcoal pencil and drew the exterior model and skeleton of the first-generation tank.

"Senior brother, my plan is to build vehicles first, and then build artillery that can move freely."

"In that case, the army of Da Feng would no longer need to consist of warriors, but could also consist of ordinary people."

Song Qing glanced at the blueprints beside her, and her gaze was immediately drawn to them.

Luo Chen continued, "If we invest heavily in building defensive magical artifacts, we can block most attacks. Even if mobile artillery has a low hit rate, it can still charge forward thanks to its massive size."

"That's definitely not something a small iron cavalry can compare to!"

As Song Qing listened to Luo Chen's words, wonderful ideas came to mind.

If this behemoth were equipped with a super-powerful engine, it would crush the Iron Cavalry!

"This is truly a revolutionary and advanced weapon!"

Song Qing looked at Luo Chen, her joyful face suddenly freezing: "Junior Brother, you, you're out already?"

Chu Caiwei happily explained, "Yes! Yes! Junior Brother has broken through to the eighth rank of sorcerer!"

"Really?"

Seeing the joy on Junior Sister Caiwei's face, Song Qing realized that she had clearly been won over by her junior brother again.

"I'm really happy that my junior brother was able to come out early!"

If only my junior brother could get some rest for a while.

In this way, his alchemy research funds will be continuously replenished.

Luo Chen knew exactly what Song Qing was thinking: he wanted to use the time while Song Qing was away to invest all the remaining funds into the research and development of alchemy.

But this method is just internal cost-cutting; the pie is only so big, and no matter how much you divide it, it's still just this much.

Luo Chen: "In order to fund the research and development of alchemy, I have decided to start mass production of the first generation of cars."

Song Qing suddenly perked up, "Finally, we can announce it to the public! We've been waiting for this day for so long!"

"Junior brother, we have made a preliminary estimate that the cost of manufacturing one car is about thirty taels of silver."

"If we sold it for one hundred taels, this revolutionary mode of transportation would be even more popular than a fine horse!"

"By then, supply will definitely fall short of demand!"

Upon hearing this, Luo Chen showed a dissatisfied expression and decisively raised the price slightly:

"This price is too low! It should only cost three thousand taels of silver!"

"Our target group is the fat sheep!"

Chu Caiwei, who was eating snacks nearby, was stunned. She felt like she was hallucinating. She looked at Song Qing and asked, "Senior Brother, how much silver did Junior Brother just say?"

Song Qing was dumbfounded, thinking Luo Chen was asking for an exorbitant price: "Junior brother, three thousand taels for a broken magic weapon? We wouldn't even make as much as if we were robbing someone!"

"I feel that if Professor Jianzheng dares to buy like this, he'll ruin his reputation in his later years!"

Luo Chen disagreed: "You think the price is high because you have mastered the alchemy to manufacture the first generation of cars, so you think it is very simple to build a car and that it does not require much cost."

"But we invested a million dollars of real money in the early stages of researching the first generation of automobiles!"

With dark circles under his eyes, Song Qing said proudly, "But isn't it precisely because of our love for alchemy that we invested money in its development?"

Chu Caiwei, a foodie, nodded in agreement with Song Qing's idea.

"Junior brother, I think Senior Brother Song Qing makes a lot of sense."

"We are alchemists, so it's perfectly normal for us to spend real money researching new alchemy techniques."

"Furthermore, since its establishment, the Imperial Observatory has always set prices and sold items based on their manufacturing costs."

Luo Chen pinched Chu Caiwei's rosy cheeks and fed her some snacks: "Junior Sister, go eat over there!"

"Don't let someone steal it!"

"Uh-huh!"

When Chu Caiwei saw Luo Chen take out the limited edition delicious grass cake, her bright eyes were immediately drawn to it.

She obediently accepted the delicious grass cake and ran to a secluded corner, as if afraid someone would ask her to share it.

Luo Chen knew that the Imperial Observatory was essentially an organization that served the country and its people, and it never considered the costs of early research into alchemy.

Therefore, he must be patient and persuade Song Qing:

"Senior brother, do you know that the high-yield rice we developed only allows the local people to have one more full meal every day?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Song Qing became visibly agitated: "Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"With large-scale planting, the yield of high-quality, high-yield rice has increased from 200 kilograms per mu to an astonishing 600 kilograms per mu!"

"Moreover, the combined harvest of early and late rice can reach over 1,200 kilograms!"

Luo Chen's gaze gradually turned mocking as he pressed, "Then may I ask, senior brother, where did all this vanished rice go?"

Why can ordinary people only afford to eat one more full meal each day?

"Could it be that the annual drought has led to a complete crop failure for the people?"

Song Qing spent most of his time in the Zhaixing Tower in the Imperial City, so he didn't know much about what was happening outside.

"Well...maybe."

Luo Chen patted Song Qing on the shoulder, "Senior brother, you haven't been a ninth-grade sorcerer for many years."

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