Charlie said, "This was taken from an imperial general. I heard that back when the imperial army was encircling and suppressing the Newmen, he obtained it from a Newman Elder. I don't know if it's … "
"That's enough." Zuo Qingcang stopped Charlie from continuing and said coldly, "This matter ends here. Take it as if it never happened."
Charlie smiled. "Understood, Boss."
"Next, you'll help the Lightning Marshal and the others manage the technology company." Zuo Qingcang paused for a moment before saying, "Remember, earning money is not the primary goal. The main goal is to develop technology and expand influence."
After saying that, without waiting for Charlie to reply, Zuo Qingcang had already grabbed him, and the two of them disappeared at the same time.
...
In the laboratory, a strong gust of wind blew, causing all sorts of equipment to roll and fall.
The Lightning Marshal covered his eyes and said, "Stop."
The wind stopped, and Zuo Qingcang threw Charlie to the ground. He did not care that Charlie was vomiting on the ground and said to the Lightning Marshal, "You guys will manage the company together with him."
After saying that, he looked at Marcus, who was operating the notebook, and said, "Come with me."
Arriving at the side of a cliff, Zuo Qingcang tossed the box to Marcus and asked, "Do you recognize this?"
Marcus opened the box and was taken aback. "This is … spring water from the Golden Spring?"
'As expected, I don't know how that Elder Newman got his hands on it, but it doesn't matter. 'Zuo Qingcang stared at Marcus and asked, "Is this enough?"
"Too little." Marcus took out a round bead from the box. This round bead looked like a golden glass ball, but it felt soft to the touch, like rubber or plastic.
The golden liquid within it was the famous Golden Spring. However, the entire bead was only the size of a pinky finger, which was why Marcus said that it was too little.
"If I want to delay aging, I'll need at least 100 of these beads." Marcus lifted his head and looked at Zuo Qingcang. He smiled and said, "Why, you're already considering this problem? You don't look that old. "
Zuo Qingcang did not say anything. Although he appeared to be young due to his cultivation of martial arts and Dao techniques, his physical age was already over 40 years old.
Although his muscles, bones, and other body parts were strong enough, it was impossible for his organs and brain to be infinitely strengthened. If he continued in this state, he could probably live for about 150 years.
Unless he could find all the life clusters and complete the semi-psionic transformation of his body, his lifespan would increase by a lot. However, due to the limited number of life clusters, it was almost impossible to complete the fate map in this era.
He had no idea how long he would have to wait for the Lightning Commander's technology to reach the level of artificial cloning and even synthesize life plexuses.
However, if Zuo Zhicheng were to continue cultivating the Six Desires Demonic Octopus, he would probably need to sleep again to eliminate the side effects. That was equivalent to shortening his lifespan.
Besides, Zuo Qingcang didn't want to wake up only to find that everyone around him was dead.
Taking the golden spring from Marcus, Zuo Qingcang asked, "How are you doing here?"
"It's okay." Marcus frowned, "It's just that there's no internet, no computers, no anime, no movies, and it's a bit boring."
Zuo Qingcang smiled. Although the Netherworld Sea was a virtual world, at least it was a modern society. He was used to the convenience of living in that world, so naturally he wasn't used to it in the real world.
"You can ask Yue and Zhu Bang for anything you want."
"There's no internet, no games, you can think of a way to make one yourself," Zuo Qingcang said.
Marcus looked at Zuo Qingcang and asked, "You can't possibly still have designs on Huang Jinquan, right? I advise you to give up on this idea, there's no way to get it. "
"I'm just a bit interested," Zuo Qingcang asked, "Oh right, how do you make life clusters? Is there a way to synthesize them artificially? "
"Life clusters aren't naturally produced, of course there is a way to synthesize them artificially," Marcus said. "But even if it's artificially synthesized, the technology hasn't reached the point where all natural elements can be artificially synthesized. If you want to make life clusters, you still need to collect raw materials."
"But it's better than the human body mutating on its own," Zuo Qingcang said.
"That's true," Marcus said. "If you're interested in artificially synthesizing combat organs, I can help you, but with the technology here, it will take at least ten or twenty years to produce results."
"I can still afford to wait ten or twenty years." Zuo Qingcang smiled, "I know you miss the modern life, but this world is a modern society for people now. And the power and technology we have is enough to guide the whole world and turn it into what we need it to be. "
Zuo Qingcang patted Marcus' shoulder and said, "Maybe he's not developed enough, but he's free enough."
"Isn't that so?"
Marcus smiled and nodded, "Maybe you're right."
The specific information about the golden spring still needed to be investigated from Marcus.
The technology of synthesizing life clusters also needed Marcus' help to develop it.
Since there was still plenty of time, Zuo Qingcang naturally used a gentler method.
On the other hand, the plan to search for life maps all over the world would also be carried out in the future.
But all of this naturally needed the support of influence and power.
…
In the secret underground room. This place was originally used by the Underworld Sect as a death row prison, but now it was transformed into a training ground for the resistance army.
Even so, the whole basement was still filled with a strange chill, and there was a smell of blood that always filled the tip of one's nose.
Zuo Qingcang sat cross-legged and floated in the middle of the open space, practicing martial arts. As for the golden spring, he had already handed it over to the Lightning Marshal and the others to do experiments.
His Qi of Vital Essence was like a pair of feet on the ground, allowing him to perform movements similar to floating.
As for using Qi of Vital Essence to support himself to fly, it was equivalent to using one's hands to support himself. It was impossible to achieve in this world where there was a reaction force.
Zuo Qingcang punched out, and a series of explosions came from the air more than ten meters away.
That was him using his Prominent Divine Stage specialty to transmit power directly.
Saga's Light Speed Fist had given him a lot of inspiration, as the other party's attack style was very similar to his Prominent Divine Stage specialty.
But there were also many differences.
"The Light Speed Fist can be transmitted at the speed of light, and it can directly attack matter at the atomic level."
This could be said to be fast and powerful, and it was equivalent to an extremely long distance attack. Moreover, it was guaranteed to hit and critical hit, and it also had various effects such as armor penetration and defense ignoring effects.
Zuo Qingcang shook his head, "But through the transmission of electromagnetic waves, the attenuation of the force is too great." This meant that the basic attack power was too low.
"If it's the transmission of power, the force won't be attenuated, but it's equivalent to an ordinary punch. Moreover, the distance is only 100 meters. "
Therefore, although this method was fast and the force wouldn't be attenuated, there were no special effects when attacking. The frequency of the attack couldn't be compared to the Light Speed Fist, and the distance was also very short.
While he was thinking, a strange glow flashed by Zuo Qingcang's left eye, and countless fine dust particles in the air appeared in his eyes. Then, the air molecules and even atoms were seen by his left eye.
He punched out once again, and intense air currents blew through the entire secret room.
'As expected, seeing doesn't mean being able to do it.'
That was true. It was just like being able to see the tip of a needle clearly, but it didn't mean that one would be able to direct all the force onto the tip of the needle. This required extremely fine control.
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