From the Soul Motion Machine onwards, the Mechanized Douluo

Chapter 19 The Motive of the First Generation Ultimate Invincible Overlord War God!

Inside the Chen family's iron shop, in the inner courtyard, as the morning sun just climbed over the wall and a cool, refreshing spring breeze brushed against the gauze window, Chen Lin stood in the center of the courtyard with an inexplicably tense feeling, holding a fist-sized grenade—no, it was an unstable soul power storage container.

"Dad, don't be afraid. Just inject a little less soul power, and it won't explode too badly." Chen Hong hid himself behind a wall, revealing a crystal lens through a crack in the bricks. Only through the refraction of light could one see an eye on the smooth surface of the lens.

Chen Lin looked at the person hiding behind the wall, who didn't even dare to show their eyes directly, choosing to use a mirror to check the outside situation, and felt increasingly uneasy.

Good heavens! You're telling me not to be scared? Is that even human language? Won't the explosion be too violent? Seeing your seemingly foolproof self-defense measures, do you really think I'd believe your nonsense?

Chen Lin mentally complained, feeling increasingly troubled by the sealed copper jar in his hand.

But he calls me "Dad".

Thinking of this, Chen Lin steeled his heart and temporarily chose to believe Chen Hong's nonsense. He summoned his three soul rings (yellow, yellow, and purple), activated the soul power to cover his arm, and then, following Chen Hong's remote command, gradually injected soul power into the "grenade" through the soul power wire.

Buzz.

As soul power was slowly injected, Chen Lin soon felt the metal wall of the copper pot in his hand expanding little by little, as if something inside was growing rapidly.

"Stop! Close the valve, Dad, be careful of an explosion!"

Seeing that the small copper can was almost at its limit, Chen Hong immediately called out to Chen Lin, while reminding him to be prepared for any unexpected situations.

"." Upon hearing this, Chen Lin's heart tightened, but he still gritted his teeth, stopped injecting soul power, and turned the valve on the top of the copper pot to form an energy closed loop. By using its own pressure and the toughness of the material itself, the copper pot formed its own internal circulation!

Given copper's excellent thermal conductivity, as soon as the valve was closed, Chen Lin felt the copper can in his hand slowly heat up and become hot. The can even began to deform and expand slightly. Fortunately, it did not explode instantly as Chen Hong had predicted. It was just a little hot to the touch.

"How are you feeling, Dad?" Chen Hong shouted from behind the wall.

"It's a bit hot to the touch. And this bottle seems to be bulging a bit. I feel like if I pour in any more soul power, it might explode. What are you doing, kid?"

Chen Lin felt the scorching hot copper pot in his hand and told Chen Hong about his experience in detail.

Faced with Chen Hong's many unconventional ways of thinking, Chen Lin felt he couldn't keep up. Although everyone seemed to be blacksmiths, compared to Chen Hong, Chen Lin felt like a caveman, only able to complete some relatively simple processes.

"Didn't you say I was missing a soul power storage device? I just had a sudden inspiration and started experimenting with soul power storage. So far, it seems to be going well. The rest of the process is to keep experimenting with new materials and eventually find one with soul-absorbing properties. Soul-guiding mithril is still too limited; it can only be used for energy conduction lines."

"It's almost time. To avoid unnecessary danger, don't open that can in your hand. Just throw it towards the corner and see how powerful the explosion is. That will tell you how much soul power is left inside. Wait! Don't throw it here! Hey!" Through the crack in the bricks, Chen Hong suddenly saw his foolish father throwing the can containing a certain amount of high-pressure soul power towards the corner where he was!

You're not only a jerk, you're a jerk to your son!

boom!

A muffled airburst rang out, and a head-sized air blast pattern appeared in the corner where Chen Hong was. The sound wasn't very loud, nor was the power very great, but the shockwave from the explosion, combined with the inertia of Chen Lin's throw, still knocked down the brick wall. The falling bricks and tiles instantly buried Chen Hong underneath.

"Holy crap! My son!" Chen Lin was shocked to see Chen Hong buried under the wall. He rushed over and quickly overturned the bricks and stones, trying to dig Chen Hong out.

Buried under the bricks and stones, Chen Hong, covered in dust and dirt, was speechless.

There weren't many walls, and Chen Lin quickly dug Chen Hong, who was covered in dust, out from under the rubble.

"Alright, no need to apologize. I've already held a grudge. Next time there's something good, I'll come to you first." Chen Hong patted the dust off his clothes, then glared at Chen Lin, who was smiling obsequiously to the side, before going inside to find spare clothes and wash off the dust.

After filling the tub with water, Chen Hong sat in the large bathtub in the inner room, his head resting on the outside. He stared at the little yellow duck floating in the tub, lost in thought.

He wasn't thinking about buoyancy or density, but rather about his own soul power storage experiment.

"Soul Power Compression Circuit. Let's just call it Compression Inscription; calling it complicated would be out of place with the art style of this world."

Using some of his past life's experience, Chen Hong accidentally created a soul guide inscription that could compress soul power, which opened up Chen Hong's perspective on this world of soul power.

If soul power can be compressed, could it be compressed into a liquid state? Hmm... I'll wait until I'm strong enough before trying it, lest I blow myself up and die; that's too much of a loss.

However, Chen Hong did have a good idea in mind: a disposable portable soul skill launcher.

Specifically, the process involves creating different types of grenades using energy patterns—inscriptions—that have different effects. When a certain effect is needed, the grenade is thrown, and high-pressure soul power is activated from within. This high-pressure soul power is then translated into soul skills with different effects through soul-guiding metals engraved with different types of inscriptions.

But isn't this idea a bit silly? Why don't I just go straight for it and create a permanent soul skill launcher?

Hmm. Isn't that just the traditional soul tool used on the mainland now?

"So, it seems I'm on the right track. All that's left is to keep experimenting, experimenting to develop materials with energy storage properties, and experimenting to develop alloys with more scientifically sound structures."

Chen Hong's mind was racing, and his eyes were becoming increasingly bright.

He discovered that since he broke free from his preconceived notions, the underlying logic of this entirely new fantasy world became increasingly clear to him.

Indeed, the world is dialectical. Metaphysics is not enough, so I dropped out. But dialectics is still a major field of study!

"We need to find an angel investor. My dad's too useless. Maybe if someone from the Spirit Hall headquarters comes, it could be a turning point."

Chen Hongguang slipped up and got dressed. Then he disassembled the 0.2 generation soul engine in his backpack, misappropriated the precious materials that Chen Lin's father had privately collected, and used a sharp soul-guided carving knife to formally improve the first generation soul engine based on the conclusions obtained from the two recent experiments.

Abbreviation: The First Generation Ultimate Invincible Overlord War God Soul Motive!

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