From the Soul Motion Machine onwards, the Mechanized Douluo

Chapter 21 Little Brother, Come In and Play! [Please Read On! Please Vote!]

Another morning dawned, and Chen Hong, full of energy, arrived at Chen's Iron Shop. He completed the final finishing touches on the Soul Engine upgrade plan and obtained what might be the most precise man-made engine in the world at present—the first-generation Soul Engine, or simply: the first generation engine.

Ultimately, under the earnest teachings of his father Chen Lin, Chen Hong gave up on the "Ultimate Invincible Overlord War God" (abbreviation), which was enough to make Chen Lin a laughing stock in the entire blacksmithing world. Chen Hong didn't think it was a big deal, since his reputation in the forging world was tied to his father Chen Lin anyway. Since his account hadn't been upgraded yet, it was only his father who would lose face, not him.

The first-generation machine was a volleyball-sized metal construct, entirely silver-blue, made from Chen Lin's stolen deep-sea iron. Its interior and exterior walls were covered with neatly arranged yet intricate silver patterns that occasionally produced a photophoretic effect under sunlight. This one, however, wasn't made from Chen Lin's stolen treasures, but from Chen Hong's own soul-guided mithril.

With the support of his soul power scalpel and the control of details by his martial soul's mental power, Chen Hong has been using extremely high industrial standards to upgrade the first-generation machine these past few days.

The first-generation machine is as smooth as a mirror, with an extremely sophisticated sealing design inside. Chen Hong also added soul power compression runes to it. With the injection of soul power, a sealed high-energy environment is formed inside, making the output efficiency of the first-generation machine ten times higher than that of the previous 0.2 generation! The power generated is enough to make a carriage in this world run at a speed of over 100 kilometers per hour, if the carriage can withstand the damage.

The only drawback at present is that the coachman needs to bring his own "rations". Until a suitable energy storage soul tool is found, the coachman may replace the horse and become another form of ox or horse.

A new era has arrived, but we're still just beasts of burden! How about that? Surprised? Unexpected?

"Young Hong! Someone from the Spirit Hall is looking for you!"

Just as Chen Hong was admiring the long-lost industrial beauty of his first-generation aircraft, a rough, masculine voice suddenly came from outside the blacksmith shop.

"Have the people from the Spirit Hall headquarters arrived at this time?" Chen Hong muttered to himself upon hearing this.

He felt that the people from the Spirit Hall headquarters were arriving a bit late. Could it be that they were stopped by the kitten on the way and got lost? But then he thought that it would take time for Bishop Soto's people to come and go, and once the people from the headquarters arrived, even if they were still on their way, the nobles of the Heaven Dou Empire would not dare to forcibly seize them and then face the wrath of the Spirit Hall headquarters representatives.

Chen Hong disassembled the first-generation machine into parts again, put them into his backpack, and went outside. He found that his father, Chen Lin, was already waiting for him outside, and next to him stood a Soul Master wearing the uniform of the Spirit Hall.

Upon seeing Chen Hong, Chen Lin greeted him, "Let's go together to Bishop Soto's place. I'll accompany you back to Baiyun Village to prevent you from causing any trouble on the way."

Chen Lin was still a little worried that his clever but foolish son might accidentally offend the people at the Spirit Hall headquarters, so he decided to go there with his son in person.

Chen Hong rolled his eyes at Chen Lin, expressing his dissatisfaction with the other's distrust. Then he thanked the messenger from the Spirit Hall, and the two of them quickly ran out of the city under the messenger's guidance.

To avoid attracting too much attention, the people sent by the Spirit Hall headquarters did not enter the city, but instead dispatched messengers to search for the person in the city from the outskirts.

After a while, Chen Hong and his son arrived at a caravan in the suburbs, led by the messenger. The familiar Bishop Soto was also there, dressed in casual clothes, standing in front of a carriage, with an elderly man in elder's robes beside him, coldly observing everything around them.

"You are Chen Hong?" The mysterious elder of the Spirit Hall ignored Chen Lin when he saw Chen Hong and his son arrive, and only looked at the boy with a look of doubt on his face.

Even a fool could tell that the Spirit Hall elder before him was a powerful being who could crush him like an ant. So Chen Hong replied solemnly, "Yes, grandpa! I am Chen Hong!"

There weren't many people from the Spirit Hall headquarters this time. Including the people from the Spirit Hall in Soto City, there were only about ten people. They all stood around the seemingly ordinary but well-made carriage in the middle, indicating that there was a truly important person inside the carriage.

Bishop Soto, who was standing next to the elder of the Spirit Hall, smiled slightly upon hearing Chen Hong's words, praising the young man for his composure in the face of danger and for having his own ideas.

The elder from the Spirit Hall merely glanced at Chen Hong, not paying any attention to the form of address in his reply. Chen Hong's younger age did indeed provide him with considerable convenience.

"Follow the convoy and head to the mineral vein you discovered."

The elder of the Spirit Hall didn't say much. After confirming Chen Hong's identity, he directly ordered the team to move. The carriage started and headed towards Baiyun Village on the map along the relatively wide dirt road.

The Spirit Hall convoy was traveling at a very fast speed. Apart from Chen Hong and his son, everyone present had an average spirit power level of at least Soul King. Even with the carriages slowing them down, they could still reach a speed of 40 to 50 kilometers per hour on this dirt road.

At first, Chen Lin could barely keep up, but eventually, his soul power was exhausted, and he was carried by a Soul Emperor from the Spirit Hall, who helped him catch up with the convoy. As for Chen Hong, the little rascal, he survived the entire time under Bishop Soto's arm.

Chen Hong, who was tucked under someone's arm, tried to show off to the back of the convoy, but failed. His father, Chen Lin, who was being carried around like Kun Kun, made funny faces and laughed at him.

If something is wasteful, one should be aware of its wastefulness.

Why does the word "waste" sting you?

Because you haven't accepted the fact that you are a waste.

Many people used to call Chen Hong a good-for-nothing, but ever since Chen Hong started saying "I am a good-for-nothing" all the time, people have stopped calling him a good-for-nothing. Because the phrase has lost its offensive power, the act of "cursing" has lost its basis.

Chen Hong's mocking expression made even the Spirit Emperor of the Spirit Hall behind him unable to bear it any longer, and he carried the red-faced Chen Lin to the other side of the carriage.

Bishop Soto, who was holding Chen Hong, naturally noticed this scene and found it quite amusing.

After thinking for a moment, he gently tapped the wooden planks of the carriage while on his way. Then, after seemingly saying something, he placed Chen Hong, who was under his arm, in front of the carriage curtain.

"You lively little thing, be serious, the Holy Maiden wants to see you."

Upon hearing this, Chen Hong's eyes widened in surprise. Holy Maiden? What Holy Maiden? Why is she a woman again?

"Little brother, come in and have a seat. I heard you have a spirit-type martial soul?"

A slightly hoarse yet alluring voice, accompanied by subtle mental fluctuations, entered Chen Hong's mind.

(End of this chapter)