The Immortal Cultivation Game Has Come True-Chapter 365 - 295: The Power of New Materials, Controlled

Nuclear Fusion Accomplished!

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“Hurry to Qingping Temple!”

Just like before.

Xuanqing sent a message to Yang Ying, asking her to come over.

Moments later.

Yang Ying arrived at the inner courtyard.

“Greetings, temple master.”

She first respectfully bowed, and then continued, “Temple master, as you commanded, the matter of controlled nuclear fusion has been researched.

Hearing these words.

“Oh?”

Xuanqing raised his eyebrows.

Then.

He made a move in his heart, released his God Soul, and instantly found the research base in Taiji Hall.

Next.

Waving the duster in his hand, he tore the space in front of him and imprinted the coordinates of the research base.

“Very well, you may accompany I (humble form used by a Taoist) to have a

look!”

As his words fell.

He took a step forward, entered the torn wormhole, and his figure disappeared on Qingping Mountain.

“Wait for me, temple master!” Yang Ying was first taken aback, then lightly tapped her toes and rushed towards the gradually disappearing wormhole.

Accompanied by a bout of dizziness.

When Yang Ying came to, she found herself deep at the entrance of the base, with the temple master standing beside her.

“Temple master, I’ll showyou the way.” Yang Ying shookher head, feeling dizzy.

“Mm!”

Xuanqing nodded slightly.

In fact.

He could have teleported directly into the base, but he noticed that an alarm system had been set up inside the base.

So, to avoid unnecessary commotion, he only brought Yang Ying to the entrance of the base and entered using normal means.

After entering the base.

Yang Ying flipped her right hand, took out an ID card from Sumi belt, and then swiped it against a door that looked like an elevator.

[Beep…Identity verification correct!]

A crisp mechanical electronic synthesized sound rang out, and the door slowly opened.

“Temple Master, please come in!”

“Mm.”

The two of them walked in, and after Yang Ying pressed a button in the elevator, it slowly descended.

Finally.

The Controllable Nuclear Fusion Research Base was located deep underground.

As they walked.

Yang Ying briefed her temple master on their surroundings, “Temple master, this is the research base’s reception hall, and this is Material Science…

“This is the Large Particle Collision Centrifuge, where the controlled nuclear fusion experiment is conducted.”

She said.

Her hands forming a gesture, muttering words to cast a spell.

“Dirt-removing Spell!”

Whoosh-

A flash of light passed, removing all the dust and dirt from Yang Ying s body.

“Temple master, you…?” Yang Ying looked hesitant.

“I (humble form used by a Taoist) achieved immortality many years ago, and am untainted by dust, impervious to water and fire.”

Xuanqing said indifferently.

He understood the meaning of his subordinate.

Generally speaking.

in a high-precision experimental base like this, even a single speck of dust is not allowed. Ordinary people even have to wear radiation-proof suits.

However, those who practice like Yang Ying don’t have to worry about radiation, and only need to take care of dust protection.

“Oh, I see.”

Yang Ying relaxed a bit after hearing her temple master’s words.

Then.

The two entered a long isolation corridor, ultimately entering a space filled with large equipment and a sense of science fiction.

In the room.

There were a few researchers in protective suits, busy with their work, led by a middle-aged man with white hair and a slightly bald head.

Perhaps too absorbed.

After Yang Ying and Xuanqing entered the room, the researchers did not notice them and continued to be occupied with their work.

“Professor Zhenhua!”

“Hm?”

The bald-headed middle-aged man looked around in confusion before turning his head and realizing that two figures had appeared in the room without him noticing.

“Ah, it’s Elder Yang Ying, you…oh, temple master?”

When he saw Xuanqing, his pupils shrank, and he was surprised, quickly telling the researchers next to him:

“Xiao Li, please take over for me, be sure to do the observation record properly.”

“Understood, Professor Zhenhua!”

After arranging his work.

Yang Zhenhua hurried over to Xuanqing and Yang Ying, then respectfully bowed.

“Greetings, temple master. Greetings, Elder Yang Ying.”

Seeing this.

Xuanqing nodded slightly, acknowledging the other party.

On the side.

Yang Ying politely said:

“Professor Zhenhua, please rise. Didn’t I tell you before, just call me Yang

Ying.”

Although she was an elder of Taiji Hall, she showed no pretense in front of this middle-aged bald man.

After all.

In her opinion, she was just lucky to have met the palace lord earlier and joined his side.

Hearing Yang Ying’s words.

“Hehe!” 𝐟reew𝗲b𝐧𝚘𝐯𝐞l.c𝚘m

Yang Zhenhua just smiled and nodded, but didn’t take her words seriously.

As a researcher in the Great Yan Kingdom, he had climbed up from being a junior brother and naturally understood the importance of status and hierarchy in everything he did.

Did you not see the saying circulating on the internet, that even if the Western Boss came along, wanting to start a project, he would have to stand up and show respect with a round of drinks first?

Although this is an exaggeration, it does show that in the atmosphere of the

Great Yan Kingdom, ability alone is not enough. What is more important is to know how to conduct oneself.

Seeing this.

Yang Ying could only smile helplessly.

She knew that for people like Professor Zhenhua from their generation, some traditions and rules were already ingrained in their souls and could not be swayed by her mere words.

As for this matter, she didn’t continue to dwell on it.

“Professor Zhenhua, the temple master came here to learn about the matter of controlled nuclear fusion.”