[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-unorthodox-sword-of-ming":3,"chapter-the-unorthodox-sword-of-ming-the-unorthodox-sword-of-ming-chapter-191":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","The Unorthodox Sword of Ming",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2337396,4570,"Chapter 191: Restart","the-unorthodox-sword-of-ming-chapter-191",191,"\u003Cp>Pan Yun silently put down the clothes and said, “First wash the garments; I’ll think it over tonight.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, they barely managed to complete the task.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mistress Zhang was no fool; she already knew they were up to something behind her back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She came herself to watch them hang the clothes, turning over sleeves and hemlines to inspect them, then focusing closely on the knee areas of the pants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She glanced at the three of them rushing to hang the clothes, let out a soft hum, and said to the trio who were about to run off after finishing, “Pan Yun, Miao Zhen and Miao He will finish their punishment in just a few days. I advise you to stop causing trouble, lest you drag others down with you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun paused a moment, then nodded. “Mistress Zhang is right. I’ve taken note.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mistress Zhang was slightly surprised by her compliance—she’d seen plenty of troublemakers before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Troublemakers all shared one trait: the more you advised them, the more they resisted. Even well-intentioned warnings only made them do the opposite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun’s obedience made Mistress Zhang suspect either she was pretending to comply, to lull her into false security, or that she was biding her time for something big.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun was not pretending—she truly listened to advice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mistress Zhang was right: Miao Zhen and Miao He’s punishment period would end in just a few days. It wasn’t worth causing trouble now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, she needed to quiet her mind and carefully consider how to build this washing machine made of magical devices.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Xiaohei’s suggestion might be sound—she needed to go through the data inside it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She might not be able to build an electric motor, but at least she needed to understand every technology involved in a washing machine, then replace them with talismans, arrays, and spells.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She also had to find a way to let ordinary people activate arrays and talismans without using magic, inner strength, or spiritual power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth, this wasn’t difficult for Pan Yun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because in the twenty-sixth century, although most people could cultivate and even had their own talents, some still lived their entire lives as ordinary civilians.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The national government, to reduce this distinction, heavily researched talismans, array converters, and other tools usable by ordinary people, and ensured ordinary citizens’ rights in every possible way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, under the new society’s technology, most cultivators and ordinary people had the same lifespan, and the population was scarce; even ordinary people could easily find suitable work and live well in this world, no worse off than cultivators.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun knew how to build converters so ordinary people could use talismans and arrays—she just wasn’t ready to do it yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First, the technology for the first washing machine had to mature.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After school, Pan Yun retrieved the large wooden tub and stored it in her Spirit Realm space, then brought it back to Fengqi Courtyard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Xue Hua and the others returned from school, they saw a huge wooden tub standing in the courtyard. Before they could even react in surprise, they saw Pan Yun frowning over the stone table, scribbling and sketching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three exchanged a silent glance, then quietly returned to their rooms and shut the doors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun redesigned the washing tub’s structure, and for this, she specifically searched within her Spirit Realm space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The space did contain descriptions of washing machines and some simple blueprints, but everything else was technical explanations, each followed by a list of reference books. In other words, there were no concrete, mature technical demonstrations—only broad overviews of the technologies involved, and row after row of book titles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun stared, dumbfounded, and asked Pan Xiaohei, “Do you remember who compiled and uploaded this data?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tell me, I’ll curse them to wash clothes without detergent or laundry liquid.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Xiaohei silently mocked: “They’ve already listed all the application manuals for you—what more do you want? You’re not incapable of learning, are you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not learning isn’t shameful,” Pan Yun said. “Do you know how many people in every school study rocket, spaceship, and spacecraft design? Do they all know how to build them?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If he’d been more careful when uploading the data, and had actually included the washing machine’s full technical specs in the Spirit Realm, it would’ve been like feeding me a meal right to my mouth—I’d have thanked him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But now he’s handed me only a handful of seeds and a hoe, then pointed to a field choked with weeds and said, ‘Go, child, see what you can grow.’ Which is easier?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Xiaohei rested its head on its paws. “I can’t argue with you. I won’t debate you. But I don’t know who uploaded this data—I wasn’t awake yet. You can curse everyone equally, including yourself and your teachers. After all, you can’t possibly have read every book you uploaded. Maybe you did this yourself and just forgot.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun tilted her head, thinking. She recalled that only eight people in the entire institute—including herself—had authority to upload data, and each upload required at least one other person present as supervisor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They feared someone might deliberately upload false or misleading data to corrupt future generations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>!.read\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Textbooks were vital. If humanity and Earth ever faced catastrophe, the data in the Spirit Realm might be the last brilliance of this civilization—so it had to be comprehensive and truthful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were cultivating successors who could inherit this civilization.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun quickly adjusted her mindset. “Forget it. Honestly, starting from the basics isn’t bad. After all, only a few in this world can cultivate. Most people are still struggling to survive. You can’t ask them to abandon their fields and go into the mountains to cultivate—it’s impossible. So using an electric motor to drive a washing machine is indeed simpler than talismans and arrays. Fine, I’ll learn. If I can master the Zhouyi and Bagua, how hard can basic mechanical textbooks be?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Xiaohei scoffed. “Isn’t this just self-PUA?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun: “No. I’m fully aware. You just haven’t adapted to this era’s work life.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Xiaohei snorted. It understood this world no less than Pan Yun—after all, for the past eight years, it had been in the shadows while she was in the light; it knew everything about her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun glanced at it, puzzled by its smugness. She quickly assigned it a task: “List every book related to washing machines. If any data exists, give it to me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Xiaohei shifted its thoughts, and the Spirit Realm instantly pulled up several gigabytes of data. “Shall I directly transmit it into your dantian?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun: “So I can turn into a big fool?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Xiaohei: “With your cultivation and spiritual sense, you probably won’t become a big fool—maybe just a little one.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun: “Thanks, but I’m not interested in becoming a fool. Store the data in your own space for now—I’ll go through it slowly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun applied her research mindset—not just reading, but taking notes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, as a cultivator, she excelled in metaphysics and mathematics; many concepts were interconnected, so she grasped the first few foundational texts quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Didn’t catch up today? Try harder tomorrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1201,"2026-06-20T22:03:57.478Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","d377dbe6812e3936f56a481371e7e564e89d36c5c0cebba9e4bf208fd0a14a9b","the-unorthodox-sword-of-ming-chapter-192","the-unorthodox-sword-of-ming-chapter-190",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-unorthodox-sword-of-ming-cover.jpg"]