Chapter 469: Craving

Black Ring Private Mechanical Academy.

"Fang Xing... your leave has been getting more and more frequent lately, and you already have several records of skipping class..."

Monachi looked at Fang Xing, his expression one of hatred for not being able to achieve success: "If you continue like this, I doubt whether you can graduate smoothly..."

"Sorry, mentor."

Fang Xing, who rarely came back and was preparing to go to the library to flip through books, apologized very sincerely.

Apologize sincerely, never change!

"I have been conceiving a mechanical device during this time, this is the blueprint."

However, Monachi was related to some of his social relations, so he still needed to appease him.

Fang Xing immediately gave a composition.

Anyway, after awakening, he possessed the knowledge of the interstellar era, and designing several mechanical wonders was easy for him.

"Hmm?"

Monachi became interested instantly, took the blueprint, scanned it, and his eyes lit up: "Not bad, not bad... if it's more rigorous, I think it can even be a graduation project."

"Mentor, actually, I have been traveling around Black Ring City during my leave, looking for inspiration for designing machinery. After all, the mechanical capital—Heiting Si—is buried here."

Fang Xing found an excuse for his vacation.

"Hmm... you need to know that we mechanical engineers are not only scientists but also artists... every mechanical wonder needs passion invested in it."

Monachi seemed to accept Fang Xing's statement.

After Fang Xing said goodbye and left, he looked at the blueprint in his hand and fell into deep thought: "What a genius conception, the originally pale soul, after being filled with knowledge and passion, is actually so... sweet! My soul felt a craving."

Monachi pondered for a moment and shook the bell on the table.

A mysterious person wearing a black cloak had already arrived beside him at some point.

"The soul of this 'sacrifice' is approaching maturity."

Monachi opened his mouth while handing the design drawing to the mysterious person.

"Inspiration, craving... what a sweet and fresh soul, I think it is enough to satisfy those existences wandering in the 'Forest of Hunger,' and open the 'Gate of Indeterminacy' for us..."

The mysterious person's voice was hoarse, dry... and carried a trace of strange fanaticism.

"Yes, I felt his design was very spiritual back then, so I specially recruited him... like this kind of university student without background, disappearing suddenly won't attract much attention... of course, I can say I gave him an introduction letter to find a job far away."

Monachi smiled.

Back then, the first time he saw Fang Xing, he felt that the other party was very suitable for the needs of a "sacrifice," but it wasn't enough!

Besides enough genius and inspiration, one must also be hungry enough, obsessed enough!

"However... his recent behavior is somewhat abnormal."

Monachi talked about Fang Xing's recent changes: "I think we need to investigate, or even act in advance..."

"I will send someone to watch him... and, you can give him "The Beauty of Machinery," let his soul dry up, feel hungry, and even become one of 'us'..."

The mysterious person said: "A beginner with a certain mysterious rank is better as a sacrifice..."

"I understand."

Monachi nodded, the craving deep in his eyes becoming more profound...

"In the library, there are no books involving transcendence..."

"This is also a matter of course."

Fang Xing, disappointed in the library, came to a villa.

Inside the villa, a huge training ground had already been built, the mahogany floor had no gaps, had good toughness, and carried a faint herbal fragrance.

'Sure enough, at any time, the so-called enjoyment of the upper circle can make people stare in amazement...'

Fang Xing stepped on the floor and looked at Shi Lei, who was sweating on the wooden stake, and nodded.

Ever since he agreed to be Shi Lei's fitness coach, the other party had set up this villa.

For the other party, this was just a drop in the bucket.

In Fang Xing's eyes, it was not worth looking at.

Rich people in the interstellar era, if they didn't have a few private planets, would be embarrassed to say hello to people when they went out.

Truly powerful financial groups, if not for the Federation, could control galaxies...

It was precisely because of this "calm and unhurried" attitude that Shi Lei valued Fang Xing even more.

"Coach, how am I doing?"

After a "fight" with the wooden stake, Shi Lei wiped the sweat from his face and looked at Fang Xing expectantly.

"One word... bad!"

"Even the skin hasn't been worn through, how can the medicinal power in the wooden stake penetrate smoothly?"

Fang Xing came to the wooden stake, his left hand turned up, his right hand swung down.

Slap!

Wood chips flew instantly, and clear palm prints appeared on the two wooden roots.

"These two palms of mine, one month of skill, if you work hard..."

Fang Xing spoke unhurriedly.

"Then I can be like the coach?" Shi Lei's eyes lit up.

Didn't he know the sturdiness of these wooden stakes?

Especially leaving clear palm prints, this degree is harder than breaking or destroying the wooden stake.

"No... you, ten more years of practice would be about right, this is under the condition of practicing hard every day without stopping, and various nutritional drugs are kept up."

Fang Xing shook his head: "Practicing martial arts... is originally a hard job, and in the end, it's not as good as a gun."

This is the consensus of this era!

The so-called Martial Way had long since died... "It's like this, but I just like practicing martial arts, I like the feeling of constantly surpassing myself."

Shi Lei was very stubborn.

Or rather, not relying on external objects, watching the physique become stronger day by day is indeed very easy to make people obsessed.

Think about how many people in the previous life were obsessed with fitness, constantly torturing themselves every day for muscle aesthetics, and even using drugs, and you'll know.

Exercise, sometimes, is also addictive.

Fang Xing nodded, noncommittal.

Since this rich young master wants to play, then accompany him to play.

As long as the things he wants can be found.

At present, there is no clue to establishing influence, so he can only rely on the network of these upper-class people first.

"Since that's the case, I'll teach you a small trick first... called 'Integrating Strength'... integrate the strength of the whole body, erupt in one blow... with your current control, wanting to integrate the whole body's strength is a joke, but increasing fist power by a section is no problem."

Fang Xing pointed out a small trick.

This doesn't even count as boxing, it can only be counted as a small killing move.

It's even a chicken-rib-like cargo, because with Shi Lei's aptitude, wanting to integrate strength requires a clear pre-swing time.

If it's a real fight, you pause for a second or two, and you've already been beaten into a fool.

But it's very effective for hitting sandbags, wooden stakes, and fist power testers, with immediate results.

And this kind of young master obviously doesn't have many opportunities for real combat, so it's very suitable.

"Good!"

Sure enough, Shi Lei's eyes lit up when he heard it.

After practicing for several hours, he took the white towel from the maid's hand: "Coach... you asked me to look for some things last time, I found a few, do you want to take a look?"

"Oh? You found a few?"

Fang Xing became interested.

Shi Lei nodded, and while drinking salt water, he had people send over a few things.

Among them, one was a pitch-black stone ghost mask.

"This is a sacrificial item of the 'Black Kur Tribe'... it is said to have mysterious power to enhance physique, but it is actually just an antique."

Shi Lei introduced it.

Fang Xing nodded, noncommittal, touched the stone ghost mask, and looked at the others.

"There are also legendary wizard parchment scrolls, witch's broken crystal balls... these are not worth much."

Shi Lei smiled: "If you like them, coach, just take them all."

Fang Xing looked at the so-called witch's crystal ball, which was the size of a fist and had cracks on the surface, and felt a bit familiar, as if he had seen it in Old Quinn's grocery store.

The cracks on it were caused by Old Quinn himself accidentally dropping it!

"You have a heart, continue to collect related items or information..."

Fang Xing picked up the stone mask: "I'll take this one, deduct the cost from my private lesson fee..."

Walking out of the villa, he tossed the stone mask in his hand and shook his head: 'Not a single feeling of abnormality... my Great Sun Tathagata Mantra has no movement, it seems, it really is just an ordinary antique.'

Returning to the apartment, Fang Xing took out the key, opened the door, and his expression moved.

He saw a package on the table in the living room of the rented apartment at some point.

"Sister's reply?"

"No, even if there is a letter, it would be stuffed into the door crack at most... such a big package, how did it get in?"

Fang Xing was curious, went up to tear the packaging, and found it was a book.

A book on mechanics.

"The Beauty of Machinery?"

Fang Xing flipped through a few pages and found it was an ordinary mechanical book, introducing several mechanical components, and the wording was somewhat inaccurate.

This made him, a mechanical major student, frown a bit.

But soon, Fang Xing's expression became somewhat solemn:

"Steam roaring, big bell ringing, gears turning... the beauty of steel, all in it..."

"Life is like a machine, I am like a flywheel..."

He recited those emotional, rather than rational, praises that shouldn't appear in professional books, and his tone became cadence without knowing it.

Even, he felt a certain invisible force permeating his heart and spleen...

That years of study experience made his soul so thirsty for these "sweet rains"...

"Really... hard to find after breaking through iron shoes."

A smile appeared on Fang Xing's mouth, and he released himself almost without hesitation, undertaking these "sweet rains"!

Then...

In his heart, an invisible sun seemed to rise, burning all these poisonous knowledge!

The bit of pollution attached to the knowledge, even without the Great Sun Tathagata Mantra, could not shake his will in the slightest.

"Transcendental object, I found it."

Fang Xing revealed a smile: "I didn't expect it... in the end... the thing I was looking for has actually been by my side all along?"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 470 =====