The sect's spiritual power courses have always been serious, and today's class is still filled with a tense atmosphere.
The Dharma Master stood before the podium, projecting a psychic circuit as complex as a spiderweb. He announced a topic: "Today, we will study how to raise the stability and efficiency of psychic circuits to a new level."
Before the elder finished speaking, Shen Tianshu's voice came from the back row: "Junior Brother Xiang Fan, I heard that you are very knowledgeable about psychic theory? This question should be a piece of cake for you, right?"
His tone was calm, but his expression was clearly provocative. The classroom fell silent for a moment, followed by a few low laughs.
Xiang Fan lowered his head and opened his notes, pretending not to hear, but his ears turned red.
Seeing this, Shen Tianshu curled his lips and continued to attack: "Why, you don't dare to try? You are the 'theoretical genius' of our Sutra Library."
The laughter got louder, and someone even murmured, "If he's really capable, he might have solved today's problem."
Xiang Fan raised his head and took a deep breath: "I can try to deduce it."
His voice was quiet, but it carried a certainty. He stood up and walked over to the whiteboard, his pen swishing rapidly as a complex model of psychic circuits gradually took shape. The symbols and circuit diagrams connected together, like some kind of magical scroll.
For a moment, the whole class was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
The elder stood at the podium, his gaze shifting from confusion to astonishment. "This design... is theoretically entirely feasible! Furthermore, according to my calculations, this circuit's psychic energy consumption can be reduced by at least 15%."
Everyone was stunned. Even the normally unconvinced Tech School disciples couldn't help but hold their breath.
Their expressions gradually changed from disdain to disbelief.
Shen Tianshu's face turned pale, his lips moved, and he finally managed to utter a sentence: "I'm afraid it was copied from some ancient book?"
Xiang Fan stopped writing, turned his head to look at him, and smiled shyly: "If you like, I can explain the calculation process in detail so that everyone can verify it."
As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the back row. Shen Tianshu stared angrily, but could not find any reason to refute.
The elder couldn't help but clap his hands. "This is true innovation! Xiang Fan, you combine theory and practice so exquisitely. Your design deserves further study."
After class, Lu Qingli walked over to Xiang Fan and said with a smile, "Junior Brother Xiang Fan, don't pay attention to what those people say. True strength needs no explanation."
Xiang Fan scratched his head and whispered, "Actually, I just borrowed a little from the book. It's not really innovative."
Lu Qingli's eyes held a hint of approval as she chuckled softly, "Borrowing is also a skill. Being able to use the content in a book to this extent is already quite remarkable."
However, the disciples around him clearly didn't think so. They discussed among themselves:
"He's really a nerd. He's just good at memorizing. It's like a blind cat catching a dead mouse."
"Only he can pore over those useless ancient books every day. I think Brother Shen is more powerful in actual combat."
These words reached Xiang Fan's ears intermittently. He quietly put away his notebook and whispered, "Theory can't be used to defeat people, but it can be used to repair mechas. Maybe one day, I can use the knowledge in these books to save a life."
After saying that, he turned and walked towards the Sutra Library. His back still looked thin, but with a hint of tenacity that no one understood.
After returning to the room, Xiang Fan opened his notebook and stared at the psychic circuit diagram in a daze.
He rubbed his head and muttered softly, "Even though I'm called a nerd, at least this nerd is quite useful."
His eyes moved from the blueprint to the badly worn pen beside him, and he couldn't help but smile: "No matter what others say, as long as I have learned it, it is worth it."
Late at night, the entire sect fell into silence, with only Xiang Fan's courtyard still lit with a faint light.
He squatted beside the worn-out Qi training mecha, holding the notes he brought back from 496 in his hands, his brows furrowed.
The armor of the mecha is full of traces of repairs, and it looks like an old soldier that has been in disrepair for a long time, but in Xiang Fan's eyes, it is a piece of unpolished jade that can be carved.
He muttered to himself, "If I adjust the psychic circuit a little bit... well, maybe the output efficiency can be improved a little."
As he spoke, he picked up the tools, skillfully adjusted the wire interface of the mecha, and welded a new node.
The mecha made a low humming sound, like a giant beast that had just woken up.
"Successful?" Xiang Fan widened his eyes and quickly started the weapon system test.
The data on the screen jumped, eventually stabilizing at an energy output efficiency 15% higher than before. Xiang Fan sat down on the ground, took a breath, and then grinned. "So theory can also save scrap metal."
The next day, Xiang Fan was squatting on the ground continuing to debug when Lu Qingli's voice came from behind him: "Junior brother, the modification of this mecha is very special!"
Xiang Fan was startled and the tools in his hand almost flew out.
He hurriedly stood up and stood in front of the mecha: "Senior Sister, this is just a casual tinkering, no... it's not a big change."
Lu Qingli circled the mecha with great interest, examining it carefully. "The adjustment of this psychic circuit is very interesting. If the sect's armor adopts this design, the psychic efficiency will definitely be greatly improved."
Xiang Fan waved his hands and stepped back: "Senior Sister, don't say that. It's really not that amazing. It's just... just trying my luck."
Lu Qingli pursed her lips and smiled: "Luck is also a part of strength, don't underestimate yourself."
After saying this, she turned and left with a brisk pace, as if she had discovered some incredible treasure.
Everyone thought the matter was over, but after Lu Qingli casually mentioned it, the entire sect was in an uproar.
"Have you heard? Xiang Fan made some crappy renovations, but he was actually praised by Senior Sister Lu!" A certain disciple widened his eyes, his tone full of disbelief.
"Is this true? That guy can only study, so why is he involved in mecha?" Another person looked doubtful.
Shen Tianshu sneered, leaning against the wall with his arms folded across his chest: "Even if you read too much, you still can't build a mecha. He just got lucky. What can a mecha really be modified into? It's a joke!"
When Xiang Fan heard this series of discussions, he just quietly opened his notes and continued to record new ideas.
His world is quiet and focused, and these gossips seem to be blocked out background noise to him.
At night, only Xiang Fan and his mecha were left in the yard.
He activated the mecha core and looked at the steady light, feeling a warmth in his heart. "Perhaps, I can really change something."
Not far away, under the shade of a tree, Lu Qingli stood quietly, her eyes gentle, her voice low enough for only herself to hear: "He is really different, completely different from those guys who only know how to make noise."
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