In the sci-fi world, add dots and become a fairy

Chapter 64 The Road to Martial Arts, Broken
Xichuan City, Psionic Research Institute branch.

"Come on, Changqing."

Kang Tianchen walked in front and led Li Changqing towards the depths of the research institute.

Li Changqing looked at the surrounding environment, the painted walls were extremely mottled, and the corners were yellow.

Even the overhead chandelier is dim and looks like it has been in disrepair.

"Coach, this place is so old. Has no one come to repair it? It doesn't feel like the same place as the Rong City Research Institute we went to."

Hearing Li Changqing's question, Kang Tianchen helplessly raised his forehead.

"It's not that there is no one to repair it, it's that there is no money to repair it."

"The research institute is also short of money?" Li Changqing didn't believe it at all. How could there be no money in places dealing with spiritual energy.

"The research institute is not short of money. The research and development of every psionic equipment is very profitable, but." Kang Tianchen spread his hands.

"The department in charge of old art research is short of money."

"In recent years, the research and development of spiritual energy has been hot, but since martial arts gradually matured 50 years ago, the old art has been on the decline. Originally, many researchers thought that the old art was on the same path as spiritual energy, but the more There are fewer and fewer things to study, and now it has completely become a vassal of psionic energy."

Kang Tianchen shook his head, as if recalling his time as a researcher.

"Otherwise, why do you think I left the institute?"

"Except for the stele suspected to be written by Lu Dongbin himself, we have not found anything of value."

While talking, Kang Tianchen brought Li Changqing to a laboratory.

Push open the door.

"Old Zhang, old Zhang!"

The huge laboratory is a bit empty, only two or three instruments are still running. Li Changqing roughly looked at it, a bit like the testing room in Chengtian Martial Arts.

"What's your name, I'm not dead yet?" A disheveled man emerged from a pile of documents.

This is a middle-aged man in his 40s or nearly 50 years old. Perhaps he has been staying up late all year round, which has made his hair dry, and the omen of the Mediterranean Sea has appeared on the top of his head.

"Changqing, this is Zhang Bairen, my former colleague, you can call him Uncle Zhang."

"Hello, Uncle Zhang."

"Hey, old man Kang, this is the student you told me the day before yesterday, Li Changqing."

Zhang Bairen scratched his hair and looked at Li Changqing.

"It's a pity, what a seedling."

He shook his head.

"You can take him to join the job later. Although my research department doesn't have a lot of money, it's still no problem to support a person. You just said that this kid has a good talent in old skills and has already touched Dao Yun's hand." Threshold yet?

"Stay with me to do experiments. If you have time to write a few papers, it will be no problem to get the title of associate professor every few years."

"Qingzhou Psychic Academy undergraduate, this degree..."

"Wait! Wait!" Listening to Zhang Bairen's topic getting further and further away.

Kang Tianchen hurriedly stopped.

"what are you saying?"

"Didn't you ask me to help your students? Isn't it good to spend a few years as an idle associate professor?"

"Bullshit! You have Alzheimer's!" Kang Tianchen grabbed Zhang Bairen's collar and shook it vigorously.

"I mean, I want you to help my student see if he can go another way, instead of asking you to take him to the research institute to be Lao Shizi's associate professor."

"Don't let him enter the research, so what can I help?"

"Didn't you discover anything after studying the old techniques for decades? Didn't the teacher tell us back then that besides psionic power, the old techniques must be another path.

Kang Tianchen shook Zhang Bairen awake. He looked at his former classmate and colleague with an increasingly strange expression.

Finally, Yang Tian laughed wildly.

"Ha ha ha ha--"

"What are you laughing at?" Kang Tianchen's forehead bulged with veins.

"Kang Tianchen, Kang Tianchen, why are you still so naive? Hahaha—"

Zhang Bairen laughed wildly, with tears and snot in his eyes.

He bent over, laughing and shaking his head.

"Old technique? Hahahaha - this is a dead end, there is no other way except psionic power."

"Your student's inability to access psionic power means that he can no longer advance."

"This is the correct conclusion drawn by the Psychic Research Institute next door for decades!"

Kang Tianchen let go of his hand, he was taken aback by Zhang Bairen's current appearance.

"You were not like this before."

"Among the three of us, you are the one who trusts the teacher the most."

"So I failed." Zhang Bairen raised his head, but there was nothing deep in his cloudy eyes.

After the enthusiasm is burned out, there is only a void where the future cannot be seen.

Facing the look in his friend's eyes, Kang Tianchen's heart also trembled twice.

At this moment, he actually had the idea of ​​persuading Li Changqing to enter the research institute for an associate professor position.

Without access to spiritual energy, one can only reach the pinnacle of the average warrior in one's life. In such a life, it is better to enter the research institute and take a leisurely associate professorship.

Zhang Bairen stopped looking at Kang Tianchen, and turned to Li Changqing.

"Young man, your name is Li Changqing, right?"

"How about it, do you consider coming to my research institute to be my assistant?"

"Uncle Zhang, you have studied the old art for decades, but you really haven't found any other way besides psionic power?"

Zhang Bairen shook his head silently.

"This road does not exist. Psychic energy is our only way forward. The myths of the past may really be just myths."

He laughed at himself: "Where are there any land gods, and where are there any heavenly temples. The birthplace of psychic power comes from alien ruins. I think our past myths may refer to those aliens who master psychic power."

"Old art, there is no way."

Kang Tianchen was speechless. He originally planned to ask his friends to give his students some hope.

Tell your students that there are other outlets for old techniques.

Never thought that Zhang Bairen was even more pessimistic than he imagined.

Just when he didn't know what to do.

"Uncle Zhang, there is still a way for the old technique."

"Ok?"

Zhang Bairen looked up suddenly, only to see the smile as bright as the sun on the face of the young man brought by his friend.

He stretched out his thumb, pointing to his heart.

"I'll tell you when I get out of the way."

"Where is the way of the old art?"

Zhang Bairen was stunned, and Kang Tianchen also stayed where he was.

The twilight of the middle-aged people was melted by the youthful Chaoyang, Li Changqing looked at the two middle-aged people who were confused.

"Psionic power is by no means the only way."

The clock on the wall ticked to seven o'clock in the evening.

Li Changqing glanced at the phone.

"Coach, you and Uncle Zhang catch up on the old days, and I'll leave first if I have something to do."

In the laboratory, only two middle-aged people were left watching Li Changqing's leaving back.

"so similar."

Kang Tianchen turned his head: "Who do you look like?"

"He was exactly the same as when the second child left."

Hearing the title of second child, Kang Tianchen looked downcast.

"Second... haven't contacted him yet?"

Zhang Bairen shook his head.

"Ten years ago, he said he wanted to go west to Kunlun to find the legends of the past. After that, when he lost contact with Yuxu Peak, the people from the research institute searched for it three times, but there was no clue."

At this moment, Li Changqing's back has disappeared at the end of the laboratory corridor.

Zhang Bairen touched a cigarette and handed it to Kang Tianchen beside him.

"Young people, it's like this. If we weren't so stubborn back then, we wouldn't be fooled by that old thing into doing old art research."

"You don't believe my students will succeed?"

Zhang Bairen asked back: "Then the three of us succeeded?"

Kang Tianchen was speechless.

Zhang Bairen lit a cigarette, his face was covered in smoke
"Spiritual energy is everything. The old technique is something abandoned by the times."

"Wait, he will understand when he finds out that all his efforts are not as good as others' resonance powers."

"Some things are fixed from the beginning."

……

It was almost seven o'clock in the evening.

In the Changhe Lake, which was brightly lit in the past, all the painting boats that had wandered around disappeared.

In the hot summer, a round of thick ice the size of a football field floats in the middle of Changhe Lake.

Like a miracle.

A wooden banquet hall that has just risen from the ground is located on the ice.

There are no bridges or cruise ships around.

There is no place to stay in the four corners of the banquet hall.

Countless newspaper reporters surrounded the river bank, and some of them kept making phone calls hoping to call a cruise ship, not to mention landing on Iceland, at least to take some photos across the river.

But all of them got only one answer.

Tonight's Changhe Lake belongs only to the invited Tianjiao.

What a show of arrogance.

This is undoubtedly a resounding slap to all warriors who have not received the invitation letter.

The meaning is clear, no one is invited.

A genius who does not belong to Bashu Province.

But no one has the slightest objection to this.

Just because of the identity of the host.

Bashu Province, the well-deserved leader of the younger generation.

Those who are born with supernatural powers are bestowed during the day.

Even for this provincial competition, Tianci didn't sign up.

Otherwise, for a natural supernatural being like him, participating in the provincial competition would be a blow to dimensionality reduction.

"Can't you go up without receiving the invitation letter?" Huang Xuan stood at the pier and reasoned with the staff.

But the latter just made a gesture of please.

"If you can cross the river by air, even if you don't have an invitation letter, you can go to the island to have a banquet."

In one sentence, Huang Xuan was speechless.

"I don't know where the coach and Junior Brother Li went."

He had no choice but to retreat into the crowd, and looked at the crowd surrounding the lake, looking enviously at the direction of Iceland.

at this time.

"Ferry, Yang Zhiming."

A scarlet invitation card was handed out, and the person who came was Fengshen Junxiu, and he glanced at the lake in front of him.

"Everyone, Yang is one step ahead."

He reached out and picked off a section of reed by the lake, and then leaped into the air, stepping on the slender reed with one foot, his body, which was as heavy as lead mercury, did not fall at all.

A reed across the river.

"Xikang, Cao Feng!"

Another scarlet invitation card was thrown from the air, the visitor's feet did not touch the ground, the majestic energy and blood came out through the body, bombarding the water surface, and the strong reaction force pushed the visitor's body to leap directly over the lake.

Fly across the sky.

It's seven o'clock.

Vermilion invitations fluttered in the air, and the geniuses from Bashu Province flew across the lake one by one, showing their special abilities.

No one wants the limelight to be suppressed by others.

At the banquet of those who are born with supernatural powers, they can't be left behind.

Central Lake.

The huge ice layer has been floating on the lake for a whole day. Under the exposure of the summer sun, instead of showing any signs of melting, the surrounding river water has been stained with hoarfrost.

Inside the banquet hall.

Tianci took the chief seat early, and he looked straight ahead, letting the Tianjiao sit on both sides.

The layout of this place is very similar to the banquet of ancient princes. The host sits at the front, facing the hall, and the guests sit one by one in the first place on both sides.

The difference is clear.

Sun Sheng was the first to sit under Tianci's right hand, and his ranking was extremely high.

He looked around.

On the left and right sides, there are ten seats on each side.

That is to say, facing the geniuses in the entire Bashu Province, Tiancicai invited a total of 20 people. On average, each city had at most one person, and some cities even had none.

And Sun Sheng is very special, he should be the only player who did not participate in the seeding plan among those who attended the banquet.

Exactly seven o'clock.

All 20 people arrived, and none of them brushed off the face given by Tian Tian.

"Everyone."

During the day, he spoke in a loud voice.

He raised the wine glass in front of him and gestured to everyone present.

"First of all, I would like to congratulate you. Being able to attend this banquet shows that you have initially received my approval."

Madness!

All the faces in the room were dark, the words given by the day were too explicit, what do you mean by your approval?

But no matter how upset he was, no one took the lead in attacking.

There is no other, only because Tianci is born with supernatural powers.

Therefore, he is qualified to say such arrogant words.

Bai Tianci slowly got up.

"Everyone is a martial artist, and the path of martial arts is fighting and fighting. You should all understand this truth."

"Since this is the case, we don't need to bend around."

"Qin Hui."

Dengdengdeng.

A huge stone tablet was picked up by Qin Hui with both hands, and carried to the center of the banquet hall.

"This thing is called the Heavenly Will Stone."

"It is not only the prize of this banquet, but also a standard to test everyone's will."

"Visualize this object, this object will generate pressure equal to the strength of the user's mental power, and it is the best thing to sharpen the mental power."

Bai Tianci pointed to the nine inscriptions on the stele.

"Similarly, this thing can also judge your spiritual potential, the higher the potential, the more the marks on this tablet will light up.

"Today, whoever lights up the most notches, I will give him this tablet of will."

"Now, who wants to be the first?"

(End of this chapter)