Chapter 474 Steam "This world... seems true but not real, seems false but not false, seems false but not false, seems real but not real... is a world created by me and the Creator due to a fate struggle." Fang Xing stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to catch the noisy wind at night. Unfortunately, he couldn't catch anything. "The fluctuations of the laws of time and space, the fluctuations of the true self, even fate, fire... are all gone... Is this a world without the fluctuations of laws? Or is it all isolated?" Fang Xing shook his head. His body is just the most ordinary boy's body. He will be hungry and tired, he will bleed when he is injured, and he will die if he bleeds too much! The strength can only be said to be that of fighting against the five scum, especially if there is no increase in law perception. The increase in law perception is the best amplifier of combat power. Even if he used the explosive secret technique at full power before, it would be difficult for him to compete with the Twelve and Thirteenth Realms.
But if you cooperate with the understanding of the law, it will be fine. Even if he is an ordinary person now, as long as he has the understanding of the laws he once had, Fang Xing is not afraid of ordinary martial saints or even martial gods! But at this time, this method has been completely lost. Even something as mysterious and mysterious as will can only act on itself and cannot be released externally. It's like...this is an extraordinary insulated world! "Forget it... If I am like this, the Creator is even more like this... Compared with dealing with an immortal who has fully understood the laws, I will make more money by blocking the understanding of the laws together." Fang Xing thought of his opponent and fell into deep thought. "The secret technique of fighting for life, naturally the bet is life! It will end with the death of one party!" In other words, it is actually very simple to win. Find the Creator, hack Him to death, and everything will be fine. But Fang Xing couldn't do it. After all, he was just an ordinary college student. "Besides killing each other directly, the most likely possibility is that both of us will encounter danger during the mystery of the womb and be eliminated naturally..." This possibility is actually very high. Before Fang Xing wakes up, a serious illness, natural disaster, or even robbery... may cause him to lose his life. It can only be said that Fang Xing is very lucky to be alive until now. "The mystery in the Creator's womb may be more important than mine. As long as we wait, He may die..." "Or, who can live longer together? The lifespan of all things has its limit. As long as you outlive the other party, you will also win!" "So, my next goals are, first, to master power, and second, to develop power..." Mastering power is for self-protection! Even if there is an extraordinary path in this life, you can climb all the way to extend your life and live longer. By gaining control of power, in addition to protecting yourself, you can also search for the whereabouts of the Creator.
Fang Xing glanced at the attribute panel again and was startled. "This seemingly non-extraordinary world has no source of power and no understanding of laws...Other runes are dim, and even the Great Sun Tathagata Curse has too much effect weakened..." "But what does this 'star warrior' mean?" "My martial arts was originally Blue Star Martial Arts, but later became compatible with Immortal Dao... Could it be that after breaking through the ten realms of martial arts, it became compatible with the Source Power System and even the "Panwu Grand Ceremony", so it is called Xingwu?" "Star Warrior? Not bad... It's a pity that the title of [Star Warrior] at this time has no magical effect..." Fang Xing estimated that he might need to win this battle for his life completely. Only after leaving this strange world could he know how much his strength had improved by leaps and bounds. … The next day. Black Ring Private Mechanical College. The campus covers a vast area and has various mechanical creations. Fang Xing even saw railroad tracks on the ground, and a small steam locomotive, blowing out white gas, passing by with small carriages. It was nothing before, but now it feels a bit like a toy train in an amusement park... "Well... at least I can save some effort and ride the toy train to class every day. It's pretty good when I think about it..." Fang Xing thought for a while, then squeezed into the small train and took a seat. The little train ran very slowly, almost like an adult jogging, arriving at one teaching building after another. From time to time, students get off the bus and more students get on. Fang Xing got off the car in front of a building and walked into the laboratory. He saw a strong man wearing oil-proof work clothes, with a beard, blond hair, and blue eyes. This is his mechanical mentor—Monarch Dean. "teacher." Fang Xing bowed: "I'm here..." "Um…" Monarch is building a strange machine. It looks about the size of a brick, a bit like an iron box, and has a gear lighter: "The 'gas lighter' you conceived is very good...the key is to make it portable. Can be carried outdoors.” "But it's actually not as convenient as a box of matches..." Fang Xing complained. This was a 'wonderful idea' that he had burst out when he was blinded by the mystery in the womb, and was valued by his mentor. But at this time, he had some doubts that Monarch had accepted him as a student just to be a bully and squeeze out his own creativity... "No! This is just a prototype, there is still a lot of room for improvement." Monarch said: "This is the beauty of machinery. We can also add a windproof cover to it..."
"That's what the teacher said." Fang Xing nodded. In this era, the status of a college student is very valuable, and he is not ready to give up. When faced with authority, he would not be stupid enough to refute it directly. Anyway, his life plan has been completely changed. Only fools become mechanics, how can they still build mechas in this steam age? It would be awesome to be able to build a mechanical rifle! What I want to do is naturally practice martial arts! Use your muscles to defeat all dissenters! ‘Many of the techniques and secrets in the “Panwu Grand Ceremony” are useless in this world because they require the Law of True Self to gain entry. ’ 'But Blue Star Martial Arts, as well as some ordinary training methods and killing techniques mentioned in the classics... can be picked up and trained to the limit of the human body. ’ 'And...if there is a transcendent existence in this world, as long as we obtain its secrets, we can completely innovate. ’ Fang Xing thought in his mind. However, he did not show it, but continued to study with his mentor as usual. The courses at the college are not too heavy, and he still has time for self-study in the afternoon. Generally speaking, in the past, Fang Xing liked to spend time in the library, eagerly learning all kinds of mechanical knowledge. But for Fang Xing today... ‘What to study? I want to box! ’ He walked out of the academy and wandered on the street. Black Ring City has prosperous commerce and various enjoyments. He even saw advertisements for several dark night clubs and obscene dance parties. "Can this kind of thing be advertised openly? Sure enough, I was too naive before..." Fang Xing secretly complained, searched around again, and wrote down the addresses of several 'fight clubs' and 'fight clubs'. The clubs in Black Ring City are very developed, and there seem to be people from all walks of life. He walked around a few times and entered an alley. There is a small shop in the alley, which seems to be a grocery store. The sign at the door is very old, and there are a few yellowed papers attached: [Latest arrival: white bread, honey, antiques...] [Acquisition: Black Sage Oil, Snake Grass...] … When Fang Xing walked into the grocery store, he saw an old man with gray hair. He wore glasses and had deep nasolabial folds. He looked at every customer who entered the store with critical eyes.
Seeing Fang Xing, the wrinkles on the old man's face seemed to relax with a smile: "Oh, it's Fang Xing... what good news have you brought me?" "I'm not here today to sell, but to buy." Fang Xing coughed. Although he had a scholarship before, he was still a little short of money for living expenses, so he sold a lot of things at Old Quinn. On the surface, this guy looks like an ordinary grocer, but in fact he is a black marketeer who can always get some good contraband goods. "Oh? This is really rare..." Old Quinn smiled, showing his yellowed teeth: "What do you want?" "Short tube." Fang Xing's words are concise and to the point. Old Quinn was startled, then thoughtfully said: "It seems you are in trouble? I know a few powerful people, maybe I can introduce them to you..." "No! I just... lack a sense of security." Fang Xing shrugged his shoulders and followed Old Quinn into the inner room. Old Quinn knocked on the wall and opened a hidden compartment. He took out a box and handed it to Fang Xing: "Let's take a look..." Fang Xing opened it and saw a six-shooter revolver. The barrel is very short, the body is smooth, and the handle is made of mahogany with some signs of wear, so it should be a second-hand product. "Black Snake Type 2, 90% new!" Old Quinn said: "As a self-defense weapon, its power will definitely satisfy you. Of course, you can't use it to shoot with a steam rifle... I also give you two hundred rounds of ammunition. It only costs 300 black cords. It's very cheap, right?" "A brand new Black Snake Type II only costs 200 black ropes..." Fang Xing was a little speechless: "We are old friends. Give me an honest price!" His living expenses for the previous month were only about 100 black threads. "What's more..." Fang Xing leaned forward: "You know, if it's not in a hurry, with my ability, I can definitely get out by myself..." Old Quinn was speechless. He knew that the young man opposite him really had this ability! In the past, the other party had sold many small machines through him, which were of high quality and well received. "250 black ropes, you have to let me earn some." Old Quinn said helplessly. "All right…" Fang Xing took out a stack of banknotes. He said he could do it himself, but it was actually very troublesome and easy to expose. He would rather spend a little more.
After paying, he held the handle of the gun and checked it with his mechanical knowledge. He found that there was no major problem and nodded with satisfaction. After completing the transaction, Fang Xing seemed to ask accidentally: "Old Quinn... do you know there is any information on the black market involving mysticism or extraordinary power?" "Occult science? Are you talking about the divination of those Jeep witches? Or the bloodletting therapy of some priest?" Old Quinn laughed loudly: "Young man... you must believe in steam and science!" (End of chapter)