Divine Capital was only a thousand miles away from the East Sea coastline, and Fusang was located on the extension of the Shenzhou Continent Shelf, not far from Shenzhou. Wang Qi only endured the seasickness for a little over a day before arriving at his destination.
Fortunately, he was in the late stage of Qi Cultivation and had a strong physical constitution, so this ti he did not collapse to the ground. After the Spirit Boat docked, he had the energy to jump directly onto the ground. Huangfu Lian, accompanied by Mo Zhenzhen, slowly flew down and then asked, "Where do we go next?"
The airport was still far from the Mountain Gate of Thousand chanism Pavilion, and the three unfamiliar travelers found it difficult to find the way.
"Look over there." Mo Zhenzhen, observant as always, instantly noticed a large flag in the distance bearing the words "Wanfa Sect, Wang Qi."
Wang Qi snorted, barely holding back a laugh. This was truly quite a period-specific way of reception.
Mo Zhenzhen and Huangfu Lian exchanged glances, finding nothing amusing and looking at Wang Qi curiously. Clearing his throat, Wang Qi said, "Let's go, that must be the Thousand chanism Pavilion disciple who is here to et us."
The three headed towards the flag. Beneath it, a young man in a blue-black Magic Robe leaned against the flagpole, absorbed in reading a book. Wang Qi greeted him, "Hello, are you here to pick up... cough, are you waiting for us?"
Wang Qi called out once, but the man did not respond. Forced to call out again, the man finally realized, "Oh, sorry, sorry, I was so engrossed in the book... Who are you?"
Wang Qi produced his Immortal Registration Token and invitation, "Wanfa Sect, Wang Qi, I should be the person you're waiting for. These two are my companions."
"Ohh." Still sowhat imrsed in his book, the Thousand chanism Pavilion Disciple chanically checked Wang Qi's invitation and Immortal Registration Token. Soon, he snapped back to reality, his hands trembling, his expression extrely excited, and after struggling to breathe for a mont, he cald down, "So you are Wang Qi... Senior Brother Wang Qi?"
"Senior Brother?" Wang Qi touched his face. This guy looked over twenty, and he was only seventeen!
Do I really look that old?
"The seniority is given to those who excel," the man said excitedly, pulling out a pen and handing the book in his hands to Wang Qi, "Could you write a phrase in this book for ?"
Wang Qi took the book and saw the title "Geting Collection. Mathematics Dao," instantly understanding.
Mathematics Palace, a building of mathematics. This represented everything about the Genting Sect under the compulsion of the Mathematics Lord, reluctantly swallowing the Bourbaki School plan.
Unlike the Bourbaki School on Earth, the Genting Sect in Shenzhou had not faced the setbacks from Gödel, so many paths unconsidered by the original Bourbaki School were undertaken—like the clear intention of formalism.
For Wang Qi, however, this made no difference. The actual level of many in the carefree Genting Sect still surpassed that of the mathematicians of the Bourbaki School, and with Wang Qi's foundational guidance already in place, the Genting Sect completed in one month what took the Bourbaki School over a year.
More importantly, there would be even more Mathematicians from Shenzhou completing this endeavor.
Wang Qi couldn't finish the Bourbaki School's mathematical theories in a short ti by himself, but with many Mathematicians from Shenzhou gathered, it was different.
And as soon as the Bourbaki School's technology tree was established, Wang Qi would be able to unlock the things he was most familiar with in his previous life.
However...this guy seed to be a fan?
Wang Qi, holding a brush, forcibly restrained his mischief and erased the words "Study well and make progress every day" from his mind and said, "This book is mainly co-authored by many mbers of Genting Sect. It wouldn't be appropriate for to inscribe it, would it?"
The young man showed a simple smile, "I have copied several copies of this book and will collect any inscriptions."
Wang Qi asked, "This...," he really couldn't call such a man "Junior Brother," so he simply skipped the title and asked, "What is your na?"
"Wu Chengdao."
Wang Qi didn't react to the na, but Huangfu Lian exclaid, "Are you Wu Chengdao, the foremost True Inheritor of the Thousand chanism Pavilion?"
Although the Thousand chanism Pavilion was the best among second-tier Sects, it was affiliated with the Wanfa Sect under the leadership of Elder Ji Turing. Its True Disciples also carried so weight, especially Wu Chengdao, the foremost True Inheritor?
Limited by his literary skills, Wang Qi wrote so clichés, then embarrassedly said, "Sorry, sorry, I didn't expect this developnt; if I'd known, I would have taken a few days to think about an absolutely brilliant inscription."
"The content of this book deserves the words 'each word is a gem'," Wu Chengdao packed away the collection, excitedly beckoning the three to follow him. After leaving the airport area, the four ca to an evergreen forest. Fusang had a low population density; even the side of the airport had no paved roads. Mo Zhenzhen looked at the forest with so difficulty. Her Mana was lower than Wang Qi's, and it would be taxing for her to travel using her movent techniques.
Wu Chengdao quickly dispelled her concerns. He took several boxes out of his Storage Bag and threw them on the ground. Nurous Magic Seals lit up on the boxes; they unfolded, transford, and combined automatically. Soon, an eight-legged chanical beast stood in front of the four. He invited them to sit on the chanical beast, which had a flat back like a jumping spider, with benches for people to sit on. Under Wu Chengdao's control, the chanical beast steadily moved forward.
In this world imbued with Spiritual Energy, neither purely chanical transmission nor electro-chanical power systems were reliable, as the fluctuating energies from Spiritual Energy could easily destroy any similar machinery. The chanics of the Thousand chanism Pavilion were powered by Spiritual Power, where the real driving force was the Talisman; hence in this world, chanics did not rely much on physics but more on mathematics for the design of Magic Seals and structural calculations.
Yet, the chanics of the Thousand chanism Pavilion were different. Ever since Elder Ji Turing achieved his Path, the Thousand chanism Pavilion began relying on calculators to maximize the release of their power. They often carried large components, each embedded with a built-in calculator. Upon constructing them, these calculators, once activated by the owner's intent, would run specially crafted Path Rank [programs] to operate the chanic, configuring into the most suitable chanical beast. Additionally, the chanics themselves could internally contain a spirit pool. Theoretically, a Thousand chanism Pavilion Disciple, equipped with adequate chanics, could easily defeat opponents of higher ranks.
As the chief True Inheritor of the Thousand chanism Pavilion, Wu Chengdao certainly had many valuable items. Huangfu Lian even suspected that not even a Modern Golden Core could easily succeed against him. Yet, such a powerful figure was utterly respectful towards Wang Qi the whole journey, making Huangfu Lian feel sowhat uneasy. He found an opportunity to quietly inquire Wu Chengdao, "Is Wang Qi really that impressive?"
"I'm not sure about how powerful he is, but I do know that his Completeness Law has been like a rebirth for our Thousand chanism Pavilion," Wu Chengdao stared intently ahead, "The Supre Elder explicitly stated that the advent of the Completeness Law will substantially enhance the power of our calculators!"
Thousand chanism Pavilion's Supre Elder, Elder Ji Turing. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welco to recomnd votes and monthly tickets on Qidian (qidian). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian to read.)
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