Mo Heng had been famous for so many years and taught a lot of students, but none of them had inherited his legacy. In Mo Heng's own words, it was called 'no successor'.
Old Mo was not inflexible. In fact, he was quite familiar with some of the hidden rules of the circle. When he first entered the academic world, he played around with ease, but it was just for fun. What Mo Heng valued the most was still academics. Therefore, over the years, many people with powerful backgrounds had stuffed people into Mo Heng's hands.
At first, Mo Heng found it hard to refuse them out of respect for the other party, but later on, he just ignored them. Don't you have power, advantage, and money? There are so many famous mentors and academicians in the entire League of Stars academic world and Seven Lights. Send whoever you want, I don't care! I don't do things like teaching 'children' for others!
When Silin met Mo Heng at Seven Lights, it happened to be the most annoying period of school for Mo Heng. Every time it happened, Mo Heng would change his communicator and number, ignore everyone, and wander around on his own. Those who wanted to find connections couldn't even stop Mo Heng's people, and once the registration deadline arrived, they gave up on stuffing people into Mo Heng's hands.
In reality, Mo Heng was not as sage-like, refined, and virtuous as the outside world saw him to be. He was an academic ruffian at the core, and the old man's mind was actually full of wicked ideas. He was not a soft-hearted person either, or he wouldn't have been able to raise a general like Mo Qing otherwise.
Those who knew Mo Heng in his younger days more or less knew a little about him. Later on, with decades of experience as a mentor and the title of Seven Lights' vice headmaster, Mo Heng had become a lot more restrained in the outside world. However, his wicked ideas did not diminish, and he even became childish from time to time.
Mo Heng had personally taught less than fifty students, and the rest were all engineering partners. Therefore, there were only around fifty students who could be said to know a little about Mo Heng.
However, these people could only call Mo Heng a mentor at best, and could not compare to Silin's weight in Mo Heng's heart. There were a lot of talented and talented students in the League of Stars, and there were a lot of specially recruited students in Seven Lights every year. Although many of the students he taught were forced in by the big shots of the League of Stars through their connections, they were very talented in this area. Otherwise, Mo Heng would not have taught them even if he had to offend them.
The problem was, Cillin was the only student that Mo Heng had taken a liking to for the past few decades. Although they hadn't known each other for long, Cillin's temperament and nature were very much to Mo Heng's liking. Moreover, Cillin was extremely talented, so Mo Heng had always had high hopes for her. Unfortunately, the series of events that happened later on hurt Mo Heng's old heart.
If there was a reason why Mo Heng thought highly of Silin, it wasn't just because of Silin's talent. Silin could always think along the same lines as Mo Heng when it came to machinery. Moreover, Mo Heng had revealed his true nature in front of Silin a lot of times, unlike when he was teaching other students who would put on an act and display the dignity of a great mentor. Therefore, Silin had to be the one who understood Mo Heng the most out of all the students he had taught.
At first, Silin was uncertain about this code message, but after deciphering it step by step until now, Silin was certain that Mo Heng's code message was meant for him to see.
Mo Heng's students might not know all of Mo Heng's character coding habits, but they would at least know a bit about it. However, the simulated mechanical assembly of characters had increased Silin's suspicion. Perhaps there were plenty of students who had assembled similar machines before, but Silin was definitely the only one who knew about this decoding diagram.
Before Silin left the League of Stars, he had contacted Mo Heng through a secret code. At the time, Mo Heng had not personally taught his students, so Silin was the only one who knew the correct way to decode this diagram!
Silin dragged away the 'comment' on the light screen, changed his position, and analyzed it step by step.
This diagram was a matrix decoding diagram. It was not a simple 3D matrix, but a unique form of the Mo Family. Before Silin left Seven Lights, Mo Heng had been researching this matrix, and he was almost at the point of success. Silin had some understanding of this matrix. Mo Heng had even bragged in front of Silin that he had created a mechanical implantation program of his own that could optimize certain programs in a machine and protect against intrusion. He had even asked Silin to keep it a secret that after he had perfected this matrix experiment, Mo Heng would write a paper and submit it to one of the two giant electronic journals of the League of Stars, "Code".
Mo Heng called this matrix the "Mo Matrix", so when you slowly deciphered these matrices, there would be an ancient "M" character on the last matrix, and that was what Mo Heng had purposely marked on it.
Silin had read the last issue of "Code" before the League of Stars's uprising, and there was no related article by Mo Heng in it. Either Mo Heng had not finished perfecting it, or he had been delayed by some other matter.
While thinking, Silin swiftly moved his fingers to decode the diagram. As Silin continued to decode it, the diagram gradually began to change. When Silin had completely decoded the diagram, the original weapon diagram had turned into a star chart.
When Silin compared the star chart with the star chart, he discovered that the star chart was marked on a planet at the center of Sector C. After the star chart was opened, a paragraph of text appeared on the light screen. This paragraph of text would only appear for 30 seconds. After 30 seconds, the text would disappear, and it would disappear irrevocably.
From this paragraph of text, Silin learned of Mo Heng's current situation. However, Old Mo's life was not in danger for the time being. After all, Old Mo's son, General Mo Qing, held a part of the military force in his hands, and Mo Heng's influence in the academic world could not be ignored. Unless it was absolutely necessary, those people would never threaten Mo Heng's life. In fact, they would even treat him with good food and drink. It was just like Mo Heng said in the text: "It's like rearing a pig.
Mo Heng did not ask Silin to rescue him. After all, Sector C was a military Sector, and right now it was even more difficult for a hunter to sneak in. Mo Heng only hoped that Silin could pass on Mo Heng's current location and current situation to some people, and in turn put pressure on the people who imprisoned him.
This method was effective because Mo Heng's years of influence allowed him to unite a portion of the non-military personnel. Moreover, they came from all over the League of Stars, and this expanded their sphere of influence. In a chaotic environment like this, an incident like this could become a fuse and cause new chaos. There were a lot of people behind the scenes who were waiting for a chance to interfere.
However, this method was not foolproof. Mo Heng was only doing this to take revenge on those who imprisoned him, but there was no absolute guarantee that Mo Heng's life would be in danger. Moreover, it would take too long for Silin to make any guarantees.
Silin wondered if he should make a trip to Sector C. Unfortunately, the situation in Sector C had changed, and he would become a public enemy if he was not careful.
He had to borrow external help. But who should he borrow from?
Ci Jincheng's side was definitely out of the question. The Ci Family's every move would attract suspicion, and Knight's side was also out of the question. His family was playing an important role there, and they were being watched closely.
After thinking for a moment, Silin wrote a secret code and sent it out.
With that guy's current abilities, he should be able to help, right …
…
Somewhere in Sector C. It was the planet marked on the star map that Cillin had deciphered.
There were squadrons of patrol fleets and satellite defense arrays around the planet's periphery. There were also many buildings in the form of bases on the planet, and military management was everywhere. In fact, this was the case in most of Sector C.
At a research base on the planet, many transport spaceships flew out of it. The spaceships were filled with all kinds of instruments and machinery.
The manufacturing workshop of this research base was huge, and there were a lot of personnel. However, most of them were mechanized production lines. Inside a very large workshop on the seventh floor of the research department, Mo Heng was lying on a recliner in his work clothes. His legs were propped up on the table, and his eyes were closed. No one knew what he was thinking. On the table where his feet rested was a machine that had just been assembled. There was also a pile of parts waiting to be assembled next to it.
If it was the Mo Heng of the past, he would never allow these things to be on his table. It was irritating to look at them, and his OCD would force him to either move these parts somewhere else or assemble them directly. But now, his OCD didn't work either. Mo Heng left the parts scattered on the table without sorting them out. Right now, Mo Heng was exuding an aura that said he couldn't be bothered with them.
Compared to the old man in Silin's memories, the current Mo Heng was thinner. The main reason for this was due to his emotions. It was obvious that Mo Heng wasn't in a good mood. He hadn't been in a good mood ever since he was brought to this crappy place.
Ding —
The workshop door opened, and a middle-aged man who looked like a gentleman walked in. The middle-aged man was wearing engineering work clothes similar to Mo Heng's.
The middle-aged man put his hands in his pockets and walked next to Mo Heng. However, Mo Heng didn't open his eyes to greet him at all. When the man walked in, Mo Heng frowned and looked even more impatient.
"Instructor Mo," the middle-aged man said softly.
Mo Heng didn't answer and tilted his head in the opposite direction.
"Instructor Mo, I know that you've sent a coded message. You know that we can't intercept these messages, and you're not afraid that we'll intercept them either. You've gone to great lengths to send the same message through various channels, and although you've intercepted ninety-nine percent of the messages, there are still some that we missed. However, these missed messages didn't make it out of Sector C. You may not know this, but Sector C has set up an information defense network with dozens of technical and engineering academicians working together with the former League of Stars Research Institute. Other than the people on the Eight Marshals' side, it's very difficult for other messages to pass through this network. "
Mo Heng opened his eyes, but he didn't look too disappointed. In fact, Mo Heng didn't have much hope in the message either. Never mind, let it be intercepted. They can't decipher the message even if they intercepted it anyway. Mo Heng had absolute confidence in this.
The middle-aged man looked at Mo Heng and continued, "However, I've sent the message for you. I think you want to contact someone or some of your former students. "
After a moment of silence, Mo Heng said, "Stop beating around the bush."
The middle-aged man smiled. He didn't mind Mo Heng's stinky expression at all. He maintained his previous speed and tone, "When I first entered Seven Lights, the reason I applied to work under you was because I saw your ability in academia that those worthless academicians couldn't compare to. As it turns out, you didn't disappoint me either. It's true that I can't decipher that coded message, and until now, no one has been able to decipher it. Even if they can decipher it, I believe it's not the correct message. The last diagram is your latest research result, am I right? "
Mo Heng still wore that stinky expression on his face. Mo Heng had protected the Mo Matrix's research results very well, and he knew all too well about the dirty ways of stealing academic results in academia. That was why he had protected his research results very well ever since he stepped into the academic circle. This time, Mo Heng had sensed it beforehand and deleted all relevant information. You want to steal my research results? Not a chance!
"I'm guessing that you want to inform your students of something, so I passed this message to the students you've taught. Other than the few who died, everyone else should have received it by now, including your favorite student."
Seeing that Mo Heng's expression was gradually turning subtle, the middle-aged man took out a device the size of an egg from his pocket and drew a shape on it with his finger. Then, the device projected an image on a hologram.
"As for your favorite student, I have a new message for you."
On the hologram, a man clad in full armor was running on the surface of the transport. He was incredibly fast and agile, and every step he took was steady against the surface of the transport. He couldn't see the clumsiness and lag limitations of any other space protective armor.
But the real thing that made Mo Heng's adrenaline skyrocket was the scene where Silin assembled a cannon barrel with a wave of his hand.
That scene was indeed very shocking. The collision of the lightning and the giant mouth, the strong visual impact, as well as the small figure wearing armor, made everyone who saw this scene uncontrollably excited.
After turning off the hologram, the middle-aged man said, "I know that you've been in contact with him. It's said that he disappeared for almost three years, and no one knew about it. But I think you should know about it, right? That weapon is also your new research result, right? In fact, he disappeared for almost three years to help you complete this result, isn't that right? "
Mo Heng closed his eyes and said nothing. He hadn't completely calmed down yet. Without looking at the man, Mo Heng returned to silence.
However, Mo Heng's reaction convinced the middle-aged man of his guess. To him, Mo Heng had participated in the Nightmare Tapir project, so it was not impossible for him to create a weapon. However, Mo Heng's temperament was a little strange. He wouldn't easily give his own results to his son. Every research result had to be tested and improved many times before it was made public, and this work was either done by him alone or with the help of his students. Therefore, Silin must belong to the latter group.
He had gotten someone to leak the information to Mo Heng's other students. He was now collecting the final decoding information of each of his students. However, there was nothing about Silin. That was the exact reason why the middle-aged man believed his guess even more. Mo Heng was definitely the one who had sent that message to Celine. The content of the information must be about his research results.
"I really don't understand why you've been giving the results to your disciple instead of your son who needs them now. Perhaps to Great Teacher Mo, a son is nothing compared to his disciple? As expected of Mo Heng. "
"Say, Sauron Ambixin, my friend, are you done with your nonsense? If you're done, get lost. This old man wants to take a nap. Old people hate having their naps interrupted. "
The middle-aged man smiled. "Of course. Have a good rest."
The middle-aged man left after saying that. His pace was not affected by the unpleasant conversation at all. He walked at a steady pace, every step like a machine.
After Ambixin had left, Mo Heng opened his eyes and sat up. He stared at the parts on the table for a while before starting to assemble them. Mo Heng's hands were itchy if he didn't touch any machinery for a day. Those people also knew Mo Heng's personality, so they had placed some mechanical parts and other related items in his room. Who knew what kind of amazing gadgets this academic ruffian would come up with?
Unfortunately, Mo Heng hadn't come up with anything amazing. He had been piecing together some more common machinery.
Mo Heng's son knew that Mo Heng was under house arrest, but there was no way to rescue him now. Moreover, he knew his father's personality all too well. He didn't side with the Ci Family because of threats, but rather, the Ci Family. Mo Heng knew that if he really did side with the old master because he was under house arrest, the old master would probably kill himself and write a notice to sever all ties with him before doing so.
Mo Heng was very pleased with his son's performance, so he was only a little thinner after being trapped here, but he was still in good spirits. Right now, Mo Heng was humming a tune as he assembled the machine.
It didn't take long for the workshop door to open again. This time, it wasn't the middle-aged man called Ambixin, but an old man about the same age as Mo Heng. The old man was also wearing the same work clothes.
"Yo, Old Ruffian Mo, you seem to be in a good mood. Have you thought things through?"
"Like hell I'm thinking things through!" Mo Heng didn't stop assembling the machine even though his speed was as slow as a child's.
Anyone who knew Mo Heng would know that he didn't like to be disturbed when he was truly immersed in his work. Don't talk to him or it'll affect his concentration. Moreover, Mo Heng wouldn't hum a tune when he was working seriously, and his assembling speed wouldn't be this slow.
Mo Heng tossed the parts in his hands aside and lay back down on his bed, propping his legs on the table.
"Old Man Sayd, you're also an engineer. Tell me, what do you think we're after?"
"Do you mean on the surface or in the dark? If it's on the surface, then we're after the golden point. If you're asking in the dark, then of course it's reputation and influence. Because everyone knows that it's impossible to reach the golden point. Those who are considered to be the closest to the golden point are just so-so. "
"I also don't agree with those people. However, the theoretical value of the golden point, even if it's impossible to reach it, it's infinitely close. "
"You continue to be stubborn. This thing can only be used to deceive the greenhorns who have just entered the circle, and to bluff those laymen. This is just an excuse to add gold to the technology of this industry. Moreover, with your current body, you still want the golden point? It's hard to even get the silver point! "Sayd said with disdain.
"Tsk, look at your cowardice! This old man has a disciple! "
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