271: Chapter 51 Legacy 271: Chapter 51 Legacy Yuki carried the little girl on his back, scavenging through piles of garbage.
His limbs had been replaced with Martial Artist Prostheses, and even though his torso hadn’t fully developed, resulting in so incongruity, he still possessed a certain degree of deterrent power.
Ordinary scavengers would not trouble him.
At the sa ti, since he still retained a considerable part of his flesh, he wasn’t seen as a Jianghu Hero, and the governnt’s Houndhawks didn’t spare him a second glance.
Not to ntion he was carrying a child with him.
That was one of the most common sights of this era.
He had always made a living by scavenging in Recycling Station Town.
This was work he was accustod to.
However, this garbage dump was about to transform into a residential area.
The local residents had sifted through the scrap tal like a comb, ti and again.
There weren’t many items of real recyclable value left.
Fortunately, there were still so resources left on Xiang Shan’s side.
Those alloys that the refugees were unable to process could sotis be dealt with by Xiang Shan.
Yuki had also learned so skills in identifying materials, so he still managed to find so worthwhile items.
At least these pieces of tal plates, after being crushed and recast, could be turned into Iron Dust.
Most of the hard-to-recycle alloys could be processed this way.
Since he was not fully cybernetically enhanced, Yuki was still limited in the weight he could carry.
He weighed it, only a few dozen kilograms, which was quite good by his standards.
The young hero, with his findings and leading a little girl, started making his way back.
The layout of Domingo City was a lot more chaotic than that of Pine Eagle City and was even worse than Recycling Station Town.
Yuki only knew of these two places.
The garbage heap community barely had any straight roads longer than five ters, paths andering every which way.
Yuki returned to the “Mule” and knocked on the door several tis as agreed.
Yuan Wenren was surfing the net.
Hearing the noise, she imdiately grabbed her gun and opened the door.
Seeing it was Yuki, the Jianghu Hero put down her gun.
Yuki set down his findings, took a bottle of Copper Candy to drink, and then handed a small piece of Protein Gel to the little one.
Yuan Wenren and Xiang Shan, being fully cyberized, had very little need for these things.
These supplies were prepared for the two of them.
Yuki drank most of the bottle, then handed the rest to the little one.
The child who had recently acquired a complete oral cavity was struggling with the gel in her mouth.
Though she had no sense of taste, she was utterly fascinated with the sensation of “chewing.”
Yuan Wenren said, “Good work.”
Yuki wiped his mouth, “It’s nothing, this is all I can do for now.”
Yuan Wenren pulled over the tal fra that Yuki had been carrying and checked the alloys inside: “This piece is still good…
There are one or two usable ones.
The majority can only be turned to Iron Dust.
Oh, by the way, little brother, our senior has just woken up.”
Yuki, who had been holding a simple computer, intending to practice his Internal Strength Cultivation, was overjoyed at this news, and tossed the computer aside heedlessly: “Master has woken up.”
Yuan Wenren deftly caught the simple computer and looked at Yuki, “It wasn’t a serious injury to begin with, right?
Don’t you think your reaction is a bit excessive?”
Yuki shrank his neck a little.
He was actually quite worried about his master.
He wasn’t afraid that his master would die, but rather that his master would suddenly sleep for many years.
Yuki believed firmly that the one he had unearthed was “Martial Ancestor Xiang Shan,” an old monster who had been in slumber for two hundred years.
Think about it, sleeping for two hundred years, so it’s only reasonable to sleep for ten years to heal!
“Sister Yuan, what is master doing now?
Can I visit him?”
“The senior said he had a head injury and needs to rest peacefully, so he’s not doing anything right now.
It would be good for you to go and see him.”
Yuki imdiately leaped out of the “Mule” and went up to the “Mule.”
Xiang Shan was sitting cross-legged on the ground, facing a box in the corner.
His hands were casually spread out, with a USB stick plugged into one wrist.
Yuki closed the door and then suppressed his excitent, calling out softly, “Master!”
Xiang Shan turned around slowly.
Yuki, having spent a long ti with Xiang Shan, knew that his master had once again fallen into a mode of reflection and depression, so he asked, “Master, are you doing okay?”
“I’m fine…” Seeing it was Yuki, Xiang Shan pulled out the junk data from his hand, “I have a head injury, and although it’s not serious, I need to stop and sort out my Internal Strength Cultivation.” He lifted a hand and pointed at the box: “Waiting for these microbes to fernt.”
That box had a constant-temperature case on top, with several transparent culture dishes inside, and a ferntation tank below.
It was a rudintary setup.
Xiang Shan could estimate the state of the microbial community in the ferntation tank based on the growth rate of the colonies in the culture dishes above.
Before Jader and Xiang Shan broke into the encirclent, Xiang Shan had left the design drawings in the 3D printer.
Now that there was an isotope battery in the vehicle, the energy supply, while not abundant, at least wasn’t going to run out.
During the ti that Yuan Wenren was waiting for Tao Enhai, the 3D printer had been working on this.
The selection cultures in the dishes were initiated to prevent a crash.
The spores preserved within artificial amber sprang back to life in the culture dishes.
There were too many versions of the Jade Cauldron Fungus, so Xiang Shan was not sure about the specific paraters of the version in the piece of amber he had, and did not know the exact optimal growth conditions, making it difficult to perform ticulous selective culturing.
But just then, he thought of sothing very important—the version of Jade Cauldron Fungus he had actually was not that fearful of contamination.
Horizontal gene transfer at the level of microbial genetics doesn’t even require a “virus” as a dium.
Many microbes inherently have this ability, and this trait of the Jade Cauldron Fungus magnified this characteristic once again.
Even if a small number of other bacteria were mixed in, those bacteria would mostly be infused with a large amount of Jade Cauldron Fungus genetics, then either obediently tabolize the Restoring Enzy or their life systems would bug out and directly die.
Earth’s native bacteria basically couldn’t escape this fate.
In the Old Era, the technique of using a complete set of gene toolkits to modulate microorganisms for drug production was called… the Yawill Extraction thod.
Xiang Shan had just rembered this.
This technology had almost reduced the cost of drug production to a “negligible” level.
Most drugs could be obtained in exchange for carbohydrates and inorganic salts, and the environntal requirents had been lowered to a considerable extent.
Carbohydrate substances… After the centralization of agriculture, such substances were sowhat in surplus in developed regions.
This was a technology of countless living people.
Unless there was “contamination by non-Earth native bacteria”—aning modified biochemical weapons—Xiang Shan basically didn’t need to worry about contamination.
However, in this era itself, there was hardly any microorganisms surviving, so those specifically designed for contamination, biochemical weapons with optimal growth conditions very close to that of Jade Cauldron Fungus, naturally found it quite difficult to survive in the wild.
Moreover, Xiang Shan’s vessels were used imdiately after printing, and almost no bacteria could survive the laser lting the glass, so judging from the colony’s appearance, the mycelium in Xiang Shan’s petri dishes was still very pure.
And these pure colonies were then transferred into ferntation tanks for mass production.
At the sa ti, Xiang Shan also made another batch of petri dishes.
“It’s a pity those Heroes left while I was still unconscious.
Otherwise, I would have definitely had those people take so Jade Cauldron Fungus spores with them,” Xiang Shan murmured, continuing to watch the ferntation tanks in front of him.
“Master, can that ‘Restoring Enzy’ be used soon?” Yuki sat down next to Xiang Shan, her tone tinged with eagerness.
“Even if it’s ready, it’s not for you to use.
The realm of command, the Linguistic Realm, doesn’t need this stuff,” Xiang Shan pushed her away a bit: “Focus on practicing your basic moves…
Ugh, headache.”
As he spoke, Xiang Shan once again inserted junk data into his data port.
He was truly in pain and relied on those junk data to alleviate it.
Of course, at the sa ti, his mood was genuinely terrible.
Although he had recovered more mories… To be precise, “Xiang Shan’s history” had been pieced together more and more completely, he couldn’t feel happy about it at all.
Moreover, the ssage Yuan Wenren had left him was indeed making him agitated.
Yuki pressed on with a few questions, but Xiang Shan didn’t explain and instead asked about Yuki’s progress.
A bit later, Yuki returned to ‘Mule’ with a USB drive full of exercises.
The youth sank into deep contemplation.
Yuan Wenren asked, “How is the senior doing now?”
Yuki shook her head and said, “Sister Wen, it seems Master is really unhappy right now.
Even though we managed to save Great Hero Tao.”
“Concussion, it might affect his mood,” Yuan Wenren said.
“But the senior’s spirits are indeed low right now.
Earlier, the Underground Pixiu fellow told that the place where the Eighth Martial God t his end is not far from here, and if we have free ti, we can go search for the legend of that senior.
It seems he doesn’t want to stir at all…”
Yuan Wenren didn’t know about the relationship between “this senior” and “Martial Ancestor Xiang Shan.” The Heroes who had made it out of the encirclent alive hadn’t told her about the unusual performance between the Naless Hero and Tao Enhai.
She just took it as so kind of introduction to “the local customs and culture” of this place.
Yuki fell into thought again: “The legend of the Eighth Martial God… What is it?”
“Ah, before his sacrifice, the Eighth Martial God said that one day, soone would inherit my mantle and so on,” Yuan Wenren said.
“So say he left so kind of secret treasure around here, but few believe it.
Heroes, even if they have a legacy or backup, exist in the cloud of the blockchain.
Besides, the Eighth Martial God himself was killed by the ‘Divine King of the Firewall’ before his skills could mature.
If you really want to search for the legacy of a Martial God, other Martial Gods would likely be better targets—probably, just my guess.
In reality, ‘searching for the legend of the Eighth Martial God’ in the Jianghu is just another way of saying ‘paying respect to the Eighth Martial God.'”
Yuki sighed.
He probably understood part of why Xiang Shan was so irritable.
He knew Xiang Shan’s attitude towards the Martial Gods.
His master didn’t like the existence known as “Martial Gods.” Asking him to pay respects to a Martial God would probably be harder than killing him.
Even if he himself might have been a Martial God at so point.
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