Chapter 162 Kong Deming Understood! So that's how it is! That's how Dou Kai did it!
The blueprints above the sky emitted a deep purple glow, and every complex line was clearly visible under the rendering of the divine core.
This cross-dimensional knowledge transfer plunged the previously stagnant soul-guided technology of the Dark World into a near-frenzied pursuit.
"Crack! Crack!"
Inside the core laboratory of Mingde Hall, the sound of camera shutters clicking incessantly.
Kong Deming's men no longer cared about saving film; they used the highest-specification image soul guide to copy every detail of the blueprints on the sky screen.
Kong Deming's expression was tense. He personally operated the soul-guided amplification device, quickly processing the photos and projecting them onto the huge metal wall of the laboratory.
"Issue my direct order: halt all ongoing research projects!" Kong Deming's voice carried an undeniable air of authority. "Gather all level-nine Soul Masters in Mingde Hall in Hall One. Even those in seclusion, forcibly wake them!"
In no time, more than a dozen elderly men dressed in magnificent Soul Master robes, representing the pinnacle of technology in the underworld, arrived.
They didn't bother with pleasantries; their eyes were fixed on the blueprint for the left arm armor on the wall.
Under this almost breathless observation, Kong Deming and the others, with their profound knowledge, began to understand a little bit.
"Look here, this 'Soul Power Spiral Recirculation Channel' is designed to solve the problem of metal fatigue." A level nine Soul Master pointed to a corner of the blueprint, his voice trembling.
"Through this structure, they can re-inject the overflowing soul power into the core node, which can save at least 30% of energy consumption."
"And this place... the design here is also very ingenious!"
However, in some crucial areas, this group of level-nine soul masters remained silent for a long time.
"What does this 'virtual coordinate point' mean?" Kong Deming frowned and pointed to the three overlapping magic arrays on the elbow of the arm armor.
"In our theory, the magic circle must rely on a wire made of metal, but there is no physical connection between these three points. If we try to replicate it according to our logic, the energy will completely collapse midway."
"And there's this 'mental frequency filtering layer'," another Soul Master added.
"Its circuit logic is reversed. According to common sense in our world, this would cause a severe backlash against the spiritual sea of consciousness. Why would Huo Yuhao from the White World design a suicidal structure here?"
These incomprehensible concepts were like an insurmountable chasm, leaving these Soul Masters, who stood at the pinnacle of the Soul Guidance world, feeling a profound sense of powerlessness.
Their pens scribbled countless times on the paper, yet they could never deduce the underlying formula called "order."
On the other side...
Inside Shrek Academy, in the dark world, the atmosphere was even more somber and oppressive.
Xianlin'er and Qian Duoduo stood behind Mu En's wheelchair, their faces as pale as paper.
If Mingdetang could still understand a little bit, then they couldn't understand it at all at this moment.
Mingde Hall, which gathered more than a dozen level-nine soul masters, was still scratching its head when faced with the blueprints.
Xianlin'er and Qian Duoduo hadn't even reached the threshold of a level nine Soul Master.
In their eyes, the blueprint filled with microscopic magic array nodes and order curves was no longer a soul tool, but an undecipherable "heavenly book" from the White World.
"Lin'er, what did you see?" Mu En's voice was soft, yet it carried a sense of desolation in his twilight years.
Xian Lin'er opened her mouth, but in the end she could only lower her hand dejectedly: "Teacher, I can't tell."
"The routing of each magic circle violates our fundamental dynamics. I can't even understand how these metal parts maintain absolute logical synchronization without using rivets and glue."
Qian Duoduo was sweating profusely: "The energy units on those are on a completely different scale from the 'soul power units' we use. If we try to copy them, we might cause an explosion during the first step of smelting the metal because we can't understand the 'molecular arrangement logic'."
After listening to their reports, Moon's already deep gaze dimmed completely.
He looked at the spirited Huo Yuhao in the sky, then at his disciples beside him who were busy but had gained nothing, and a sense of indescribable sorrow welled up in his heart.
"Really... is there absolutely no chance?" Moon muttered to himself, his voice carried away by the wind into the twilight of the academy.
"It's so painful to have something so good right in front of you, but to have absolutely no chance to learn it..."
[The video continues playing on the screen.]
[In the scene, Bei Bei and Tang Ya lowered their heads slightly and carefully examined the blueprints that Huo Yuhao had laid out on the sensor table.]
[Since the two were already equipped with two-word and one-word battle armor, their understanding of this type of weaponry was already ingrained in their very bones.]
After reading it, Bei Bei showed great approval for Huo Yuhao's design.
"Yuhao, your idea is very bold." Beibei stretched out her hand and pointed to three overlapping points on the drawing at the elbow.
"This 'spiritual coordinate anchor point' is exceptionally well-designed. You utilized the microscopic locking of your double pupils to directly inscribe the magic circle in the void, achieving 'non-contact resonance' with the metal. This not only reduces weight but also increases energy conduction speed by 300%."
Tang Ya nodded in approval, her fingertip tracing the reverse filter layer: "And this 'Sea of Consciousness Mirror Feedback Ring'."
"You incorporated the order and logic of extreme ice into the filter layer, instantly freezing and converting any mental backlash into pure energy before it even reaches your sea of consciousness. This small design solves the problem of mental fatigue caused by wearing the battle armor for extended periods."
Upon seeing this, a long-suppressed gasp erupted from Mingde Hall in the Black World.
Kong Deming stared intently at the location pointed out by Beibei and Tang Ya in the picture. The broken logical links in his mind were forcibly connected by these two explanations in that instant.
"So that's how it is! That wasn't a flaw in the magic array, it was a void anchor point!"
Kong Deming roared excitedly, frantically scribbling notes on the photograph, his eyes bloodshot, his state bordering on madness.
"I understand! I completely understand! They're not conducting electricity; they're using mental power to create a gravitational trap, making energy travel along a predetermined trajectory!"
"Quickly! Recalculate the pressure parameters at the elbow using this approach! Immediately gather all the ultimate attribute soul bone fragments from Mingde Hall for a simulation experiment on that reverse filter layer!"
Although Kong Deming understood that this was only the first step in "copying homework," the thrill of seeing the light after the storm gave him an unprecedented sense of exhilaration.
He seemed to see a gate called "Battle Armor" peeking out from a crack toward the Sun Moon Empire.
(End of chapter)