freeallnovels Chapter 162 Steward Wang's On-Site Teaching Causes the Collective Collapse of the Gods' Da
Chapter 162 Steward Wang's On-Site Teaching Causes the Collective Collapse of the Gods' Da
Ares felt like he was going crazy.
He, the mighty God of War of Olympus, could only awkwardly adjust his digging posture according to the instructions of a mortal old man.
"Yes, yes, that's it!"
"Open your stance wider, lower your center of gravity! Put in the same effort you would put into eating!"
Old Wang was still nagging on the side, acting like a strict teacher who produces outstanding students.
Ares was internally screaming, "If I really unleash my full power, this yard will be gone! And you'll be gone too!"
But he still had to force a stiff, distorted smile and nod repeatedly.
"Yes, yes, Manager Wang is right. I'll adjust it again and again."
In his entire life, even when facing the siege of the Titans, he had never felt so humiliated!
After lecturing Ares, Old Wang was satisfied. With his hands behind his back, he strode confidently toward the next "unlucky guy".
Master Mu, a sign of Aries.
Master Mu was currently suspended in mid-air, his hands guiding the invisible power of thought, like the most exquisite embroidery needle, weaving and fusing the branches of the World Tree with the black gold walls of the stars, constructing the energy loop of the "Creative Workshop of Heavenly Craftsmanship".
This is the most technically demanding and meticulous part of the entire project.
Every connection of every node, every direction of every line, embodies his supreme understanding of the Dao of weapon crafting.
Old Wang floated to his side.
Yes, he can now barely stay in the air thanks to his cultivation level of a half-step immortal.
He circled around Master Mu, stroking his chin and shaking his head repeatedly.
Master Mu's heart skipped a beat, and the telekinetic power in his hand almost went out of control.
What is this newly appointed Steward Wang planning to do now?
"Comrade Mu, right?" Old Wang spoke up.
Master Mu immediately stopped what he was doing, turned around, and performed an ancient sacred salute to Old Wang, his attitude unusually humble.
"Steward Wang, what can I do for you?"
"I wouldn't call it guidance, just a small personal suggestion."
Old Wang pointed to the already taking shape, mysterious and complex energy circuit, his face full of earnestness.
"Your route... is a bit... not going smoothly."
Master Mu's eye twitched violently.
Not smooth?
What kind of cosmic joke is this!
This is the most perfect energy structure he painstakingly designed, combining the highest alchemy techniques of the Holy Domain with the divine craftsmanship on the blueprints!
Every line follows the most fundamental laws of the universe!
You, an old man who only learned how to project your inner energy yesterday, are telling me it's not smooth?
Master Mu really wanted to ask him, "Do you know what the 'energy matrix of the warp drive' is? Do you know how to calibrate the 'resonance frequency of the ether string'?"
But he didn't dare ask.
He could only ask in an extremely humble tone, "Please enlighten me, Steward Wang, where exactly... is it not going smoothly?"
Old Wang solemnly stretched out his finger and started gesturing in the air.
"Look, your turn here is too sharp! The energy will definitely get stuck here. You should take a roundabout route, that would be smoother and would conform to the Eastern concept of 'a round heaven and a square earth'."
"And here, these two lines are too close together, they are prone to 'crossing' and causing 'short circuits', we need to increase the safe distance between them."
"This is the most important part!"
Old Wang's finger jabbed straight at the core hub of the entire energy loop.
"You've made this way far too complicated! It's a maze of twists and turns. The greatest truths are the simplest, don't you understand? It should be direct, a straight line! That's what you call powerful! That's what you call getting straight to the source!"
Master Mu was completely stunned by Old Wang's "profound" remarks.
The turn is too sharp? That's to create a "spatial warp node"!
Too close? That's to create an "energy resonance field"!
Is the core hub too complex?
That's the "central processing unit" of the entire workshop!
Can you give me a straight line to pull it across?
That's not called reaching the source, that's called a direct explosion!
Master Mu felt that his alchemical worldview, built up over thousands of years, was being repeatedly rubbed into the ground by this old man in an extremely simple and unreasonable way.
He wanted to refute him; he wanted to debate him for three days and three nights.
However, when he saw Old Wang's sincere look that said, "I'm doing this for your own good," and remembered that this was the "supervisor" personally appointed by his master, he couldn't say a word.
Finally, Master Mu's chest heaved violently as he bowed deeply to Old Wang once more.
"Thank you for your guidance, Steward Wang! Your words... truly contain profound wisdom and are thought-provoking! I... I'll revise them right away!"
After saying that, he turned around and, with tears in his eyes, began to alter his energy circuit, which could be described as a work of art, to an unrecognizable state.
Old Wang nodded with satisfaction, feeling that he had made another indelible and outstanding contribution to his husband's great cause.
He floated away, soaring towards his next target.
Saga of Gemini.
Saga is using "another dimension" to make micron-level precision cuts into a huge piece of black gold star.
Old Wang drifted over, watched for a while, and shook his head.
"Comrade Sa, this won't do."
Saga: "..."
"Cutting like this is such a waste of material. Look at this cut, so rough and uneven, how much material is being wasted? You should..."
Milo, a Scorpio.
"Comrade Mi, your idea of using your fingernail as a welder is quite creative. However, the temperature isn't stable enough. Look at these weld points, one is bigger than the other, it's not aesthetically pleasing..."
Camus, the Aquarius.
"Comrade Ka, your cooling efficiency is too low. You need to pay attention to the art of 'quenching,' you need to..."
……
One morning.
Old Wang gave each and every one of the "miracle workers" on the construction site a lesson.
Everyone goes through a process from initial frustration and madness to numbness, and finally... self-doubt.
Are we... really capable of doing the work?
Are we, gods and saints who have lived for thousands of years, really less capable than an old man in a Beijing alley when it comes to construction?
In an extremely bizarre and frustrating atmosphere, the construction progress at the site not only did not slow down, but instead advanced at an alarming speed!
Because everyone was left with only one thought:
Get this done quickly!
Let's shut this nagging "supervisor" up!
We can't take it anymore!
Fang Qingxue and her three cousins stood not far away, watching this magical scene, completely speechless.
Fang Lingshan whispered to Fang Yubing beside her, "Sister Yubing, I... I have this feeling that Grandpa Wang... seems to be manipulating those gods?"
A strange look appeared on Fang Yubing's usually aloof face.
She looked at the old man who was standing with his hands behind his back, scolding Ares, the god of war, for "digging with a smile on his face and being grateful to the earth." After a long while, she slowly uttered a few words.
"Perhaps...this is also one of your...methods of cultivation?"
To let a mortal guide a group of gods.
Use the simplest "principles" to challenge their deeply ingrained "laws".
Could this be the supreme path of "returning to simplicity" that you, sir, have been pursuing?
The more the three women thought about it, the more they felt it made sense!
The way they looked at Old Wang changed instantly.
Lin Fan, lying in the rocking chair, listened to Old Wang's loud and forceful reprimands in the courtyard, and the suppressed, angry but unable to speak out, echoing his sentiments.
He felt that this voice was better than any crosstalk performance from Deyun Club, and it was more entertaining than eating.
"Hey, this old Wang is really something."
He crossed his legs, took a sip of tea, and his face was filled with pure joy.
"This supervisor was worth hiring. Look at his efficiency, it's been incredibly fast. Once the house is finished, we'll definitely have to give him a big bonus."
In this strange yet efficient atmosphere, noon arrived quickly.
In just one morning, the main structure of the [Tiangong Kaiwu Workshop], which is full of science fiction and fantasy style, miraculously rose from the ground!
Master Mu wiped away non-existent sweat from his forehead and, dragging his exhausted, mainly mentally weary, body, approached Lin Fan.
His face displayed a complex expression, a mixture of excitement, agitation, and relief.
"Sir...I have not failed you!"
His voice was somewhat hoarse.
"The main structure of the [Tiangong Kaiwu Workshop] is complete! The energy circuit has also been laid out according to... Manager Wang's guidance. Final assembly and testing can begin at any time!"
When he said the words "Director Wang's guidance," his back teeth almost ground to powder.
Lin Fan stood up from the rocking chair and stretched.
"Oh? So fast?"
He glanced at the peculiar building, which was beginning to take shape and emanating a faint glow, and was quite satisfied.
"Not bad, not bad, very efficient."
He patted Mu on the shoulder. "You've worked hard. I'll treat you to an extra chicken leg for lunch today."
Then, he waved his hand at the group of "employees" in the yard who were exhausted like dogs.
"Alright! Comrades, you've worked hard! That concludes our work for this morning! Lunch is served!"
"As a reward, there's plenty of tea for lunch today!"
"boom!"
The entire construction site erupted in thunderous cheers!
All the "divine workers" threw down their tools and wept with joy. The scene was as if they had won a holy war that had lasted for a hundred years.
Very good!
at last……
Finally, I can get rid of that devilish "overseer" for a while!