As an ordinary person, Wang Ming has almost proved with practical actions that even a Muggle without the talent for cultivation can use his wisdom and knowledge to change his destiny!
Of course, to be honest, people like Wang Ming are still in the minority, and perhaps even one such alternative may not appear in thousands of years. However, ordinary people do have the possibility to change their destiny. The key is not whether they can, but whether they want to.
"By the way, the mecha invented by that boy Wang Ming should not have been destroyed, right?" General Yi said vaguely, but his tone was very sure.
Because of the strong pulse wave light caused by the E-bomb, it confused many people's eyes at that time. Most people waited until the light of the pulse wave disappeared to see that Wang Ming and Wu Zhenjun had both fallen to the ground. .
But this cannot fool the eyes of the real immortal.
General Yi and the other ten generals saw it very clearly.
At the moment when the power and light of the pulse wave dissipated, he withdrew the Wang Ling No. 1 armor and returned it to the storage space. It was not like the others thought that the armor had been destroyed by the pulse wave. .
"Well, it is indeed still there." Dean Qi nodded.
"According to the regulations of the Huaxiu Alliance, as an official scientific researcher, Wang Ming, this suit of armor developed without prior reporting, should be confiscated, and according to the regulations, it seems that he will also be punished." General Yi said.
"The Sword Master is indeed as selfless as ever."
The female doctor Sheng Luo Qiuhuai smiled slightly and smoothed things over: "But this time, considering the suddenness of the incident, Wang Ming developed this set of armor during a life crisis. Although it has not been reported, according to the "Hua Xiulian Crisis Self-Defense Regulations" "The corresponding punishment can be exempted, and the armor may not even be confiscated. This is his personal property, and the Huaxiu Alliance has no right to interfere."
General Yi's brows knitted into knots again.
In fact, he understands the truth...
"Xiao Ming won this battle. However, he chose to fall to the ground and pretend to be dead at the last moment. You should know what this means..." Dean Qi said calmly.
How could the ten generals not know the meaning of Wang Ming's actions
The two parties, whose realms are far apart in strength, have been brought to an equal position with almost no difference because of such a set of armor with technological attributes.
If Wang Ming wins this battle unabashedly in full view of the public, it will definitely have a great impact on the mentality of the teachers and students watching the battle, and may even cause some mental problems.
The state of mind of a cultivator is also a very important decisive factor in his practice, which will directly determine whether the path of cultivation will go further.
It would be too unrealistic if because of such a set of armor, the teachers and students present would stop making progress in the future and try to rely on technological power to quickly improve their strength.
Although Wu Zhenjun also fell.
But at least, Wang Ming deliberately made this battle a "draw", which at least shows that cultivation and science are indistinguishable and mutually reinforcing.
"Xiao Ming once said to me that science is dead, but cultivation is alive...with infinite possibilities." Dean Qi said.
This sentence Wang Ming once said is also one of the important reasons why Wang Ming set the situation to a draw this time.
Although Lao Qi himself didn't know why a Muggle who didn't know how to cultivate would say such a truth that seemed like chicken soup for the soul... But this sentence can be said to be Wang Ming's personal experience since he was a child.
The armor developed by Wang Ming this time is really abnormal...
They can even tie with the ninth-grade Sanxian.
But if you meet a more powerful person, you can dismantle his equipment in minutes.
As far as the current level of science and technology is concerned, there are still bottlenecks.
In order to break through this bottleneck, Wang Ming had already considered it when he improved "Wang Ling No. 1" for the third time.
He believed that there must be answers he wanted to know in the divine realm.
However, that is all a story for later...
"What are the opinions of the others?" General Yi turned to look at the other ten generals present.
"What Qiu Huai and Lao Qi said is not unreasonable. Wang Ming can be exempted from punishment. He can also keep the armor. I even think he should be commended to a certain extent." Marshal Jiang looked at several other people, and finally cleared his throat. Represents opening.
"Recognition?"
"It should be commended."
Marshal Jiang said categorically: "Originally, for Wang Ming, this was a doomed situation, but he was able to revive it. And the most important thing is that in such a crisis, he managed to devise a plan without any hesitation. Such a set of armor can be called a century-old one. I think he should be commended for his merits, and then hold an internal symposium to let him share his armor production experience... "
General Yi was shocked: "Are you a devil?"
Marshal Jiang: "..."
The ten generals all looked at Marshal Jiang. They understood instantly.
This is a disguised form of confiscation...
Marshal Jiang shrugged: "Of course, I'm just mentioning it. Whether it's a commendation or not, or whether to hold a symposium can be discussed separately. The core is that Wang Ming doesn't have to accept punishment, and he doesn't have to hand in his armor. Well... what I want to say is These."
"The Dead Sea in space is known as the tomb of magic weapons. In recent years, the utilization rate of the Dead Sea in space by major countries has been very limited. Many major countries, including us, only use this Dead Sea in space as a garbage dump. However, it turns out that some of the waste products inside Magic weapons, whether they were thrown in artificially or accidentally sucked in, actually still have value. If the Dead Sea in space can be well developed and sufficient waste can be recycled and used, waste can be turned into treasure... This will be a mouthful, A hidden bonanza.”
Dean Qi expressed his opinion: "So my opinion is that the symposium can be held, but what we want is not for Xiao Ming to share his experience in armor production, but for him to talk about the origins of the Dead Sea in space. By the way, let me tell you about the secret agent. The cause of death of netizen Guitou Dao. Lao Yi, what do you think?"
"Well, since the Martial Saint and the Medical Saint have spoken one after another, I naturally have no other opinions." General Yi nodded, finally agreeing with the point of view.
The Ghost Blade has been buried in the Dead Sea of Space. If this incident is released as news, it will definitely be a huge blow to the dark web.
"Finally, as for the commendation mentioned by Wu Sheng, I think it is exempted. Wang Ming is not a good boy yet, so we cannot praise him too highly. And to be honest, I still want to punish him... The reason why this time is like this crisis, in the final analysis, he was too reckless! This stupid young man!" At this point, Dean Qi slammed the table, his face flushed, and he seemed a little angry.
The technicians buried their heads in work and did not dare to say a word.
There are only a few generals who feel like a mirror...
On the surface, Lao Qi looks calm, but in fact, he is happy in his heart...
Since ancient times, apprentices have always been better than their masters. As a master, there is no one who would be unhappy!
But he had to hold it in, even if he blushed, he couldn't show it...
(End of chapter)