Chapter 130: Project Mystic Skeleton
Translator: Ash Editor: Geoffrey
Li Yao seriously said as he thought of this:
"A Nascent Soul Stage devil could perhaps win a fight or even a battle."
"But, just a few Nascent Soul Stage devils could never decisively win a war."
"The Federation is not at all lacking in battle-type Nascent Soul Stage devils and neither are they lacking masterwork weapons, yet why don't they dare to charge into the Blood Demon Sector and ravage the demon clan's nest?"
"Is it not because there are too many low-level demon beasts residing in the Blood Demon Sector to the point that it is impossible for the Nascent Soul Stage devils to withstand their never-ending siege?"
"In my opinion, instead of consuming a lot of resources to refine one or two masterworks weapon for the Nascent Soul Stage devils, it would be better to refine many simple and reliable magical equipnt for the ordinary soldiers and low-level cultivators. At that ti, an army of thousands upon thousands of soldiers, perhaps even 'a hundred million' soldiers, could suppress anyone or anything in their path. Any demon king or demon general will be pumled into their graves!"
"Everyone, please don't lose your heart. If we work together, then maybe soday, the grassroots could beco the mainstream in the refiners' community. We could beco highly respected professors!"
Li Yao chuckled as he pointed at the horizon and said, "Look, the mbers of the Starfire Union are here!"
Everyone turned their gaze towards the horizon as a huge, round flying shuttle flying in the clear blue sky appeared in their vision.
Its towering pitch black hull along with two wide and flat stabilizers that spread open on both its sides made it look like a big, ugly turtle.
"Is that a Turtle Car?"
Even Li Yao stood in a daze.
This Turtle Car was a big flying shuttle that was manufactured two centuries ago, and the sect which designed this model was a small, unknown sect. They had never experienced manufacturing a flying shuttle, let alone a large-scale flying shuttle that could carry over a hundred passengers.
Because they were unable to resolve the issues in so of the most crucial components, the flying shuttle that ca out, in the end, looked very ugly, especially because the two stabilizers on both of its sides, which were added to resolve the stability issue, very much resembled the four feet of a turtle.
Looking from afar, it gave the impression of a giant turtle crawling in the sky.
Because of this, the flying shuttle had been nad "Turtle Car".
The Turtle Car, in the history of flying shuttles, was a classic. Because its shape was truly horrible, in countless textbooks, it had beco a negative example. Li Yao had seen it in many textbooks and classic car magazines; however, this was the first ti he had laid his eyes upon the real thing.
He felt that it was—uglier than he had even imagined!
This Turtle Car had a history of almost 200 years and seed as if it would fall apart at any mont. When it flew over everyone's head, everyone ca to hear a "creak creak" noises, making everyone feel that it would fall apart into its basic components at a mont’s notice.
"Puff—"
The Turtle Car made a fart-like sound as it spurted a mass of white mist from underneath before slowly landing on the ground.
The "turtle shell" on both sides of the Turtle Car opened as a middle-aged woman, who was glowing with health, puffed up with arrogance, and carried a large flag, jumped down.
"Hello everyone, I am Yuan Manqiu, the associate professor of the Refining Departnt and also the instructor of the Starfire Union. From now on, everyone is a mber of Starfire Union. Co on, welco them, you, little bunnies. QUICKLY CO DOWN AND LINE UP TO WELCO THEM!"
Yuan Manqiu, with one arm over her waist, while the other pointed inside the Turtle Car, yelled.
A dozen older students, who had a drowsy look and appeared like wraiths, walked out of the Turtle Car in single file as they lazily ford two rows and applauded without any ounce of sincerity:
"Welco, everyone."
Soone at the back of the row also whispered, "Welco to the abyss of suffering!"
Yuan Manqiu had sharp ears. Once she heard this, her huge, two hundred kilogram figure that was akin to a atball went around the second row, grabbed the ear of an older student, and angrily shouted, "Do you want to die!? Don't just blurt out the truth!"
Li Yao was left completely dumbfounded. He rubbed his eyes and carefully looked at the flag that was carried by Yuan Manqiu on her shoulder.
The flag had a fiery red background with a burning crystal gear at the center. It was clearly the battle flag of the "Starfire Union
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