Chapter 1359 - 759: Gathering of Heroes, Battle Armor Appointed, My Main Base! (Part 3)

Chapter 1359: Chapter 759: Gathering of Heroes, Battle Armor Appointed, My Main Base! (Part 3)

"Hey! Chuan’Er, train well, human hope depends on you!"

Meng Yongzhi and Xue Na looked up, extremely proud as they gazed at him, shouting loudly.

The two elders also knew what Meng Chuan’s martial arts talent represented.

He’s not just the pillar of the family, but the future pillar of humanity.

...

Over Lishan Mountain, a rainbow streaked across the sky.

Returning to the mountain late at night, Meng Chuan didn’t cause a big stir, only a small group of close friends knew he was back.

The reactions of the martial arts family and talented martial artists to his return were different from ordinary people.

Though the night was deep, even if excited, they wouldn’t block his way for a signature like ordinary folks.

After briefly celebrating with Lao Xu and others, Meng Chuan was always preoccupied with one matter.

"How’s the construction of my research institute going?"

There was a new array set up by the array master on Lishan Mountain, and in the hazy night, he couldn’t see clearly when flying overhead.

This would be his future "base camp," so Meng Chuan was particularly attentive.

Feeling somewhat excited, he bid farewell and planned to gather with them another day.

Sweeping across, Meng Chuan took great strides to walk through the void.

Along the way, junior brother training at night greeted him, and Meng Chuan nodded back to each, swiftly arriving at the deeply designated martial arts research area behind the teaching building.

This was pre-arranged, to give him the innermost position.

After all, planning to transcend and leave Blue Star in the future, the aim was to stay low-key as much as possible.

Before him was a roughly completed, giant six-story building occupying about ten acres, and he could vaguely see the scene inside through the empty windows.

Ten acres is not small at all, and upon a rough glance, there were at least fifty strong men working inside for him, cutting panels, locking steel structures, welding steel frames with sparks flying.

Meng Chuan flew up and down, glanced around, and finally scanned the entire area with a sense of confidence.

"Not bad!"

Nodding in satisfaction, he then looked at the figure below.

On the fourth floor, amidst helping, a figure not fitting in with the workers noticed him.

Zhao Chun put down his work, initially wanting to jump down from the window but stopped himself, eventually walking out properly.

"Teacher Meng is back!" Zhao Chun exclaimed joyfully:

"Quickly check if it meets your expectations, these are all skilled workers hired, artisans. The school hasn’t gotten earthy martial artists to mess things up, very soon, the final bay window will be finished in three days, and then professionals will enter to complete your treasure site."

Zhao Chun rambled on to him.

Calling him Xiaomeng felt abrupt, referring to him as a senior felt a bit excessive, so he straightforwardly called him ’Teacher.’

Staying awake late at night, he was here keeping an eye on the construction progress for Meng Chuan.

"Teacher Zhao, thank you." Meng Chuan gestured his thanks towards Zhao Chun.

With Zhao Chun there, it indeed saved him a lot of trouble.

"A minor matter, all small matters." Zhao Chun waved his hand, saying repeatedly:

"Next, with equipment entering the field to set up the treasure site, at the latest by early next month, your research institute will be ready to use."

Meng Chuan nodded, thoughts swirling as he smiled:

"Once the research institute is completed, would Teacher Zhao be willing to assist?"

"Me?" Zhao Chun paused, reacting after a moment, quickly responded:

"Willing, willing, of course, I’m willing!"

Zhao Chun suppressed the joy within, but couldn’t help the upward curl of his lips.

After enduring for over a month, wasn’t this exactly what he wished for?

Being under the name of Meng Chuan’s research institute, Zhao Chun could already envision having endless body technique classes to teach...

This equals credits, equals resources!

Moreover, this isn’t the main point.

Following Meng Chuan has long become the tacit understanding of political correctness among United University people.

Given the current situation, not only Lishan Mountain, but teachers from other areas, even senior faculty from the main campus, were interested upon hearing about Meng Chuan establishing a research institute.

Everyone was thinking of transferring to Lishan to join his research institute.

In this vast martial arts school, who truly represents the future of the school?

No one is foolish, it’s something everyone implicitly understands...

"Proximity brings privilege, I got it first..."

Zhao Chun felt triumphant yet dared not be negligent, guiding Meng Chuan to view the entire research institute, across all six floors.

Seeing his relieved expression, as if satisfied with every detail, Zhao Chun’s anxious heart was finally at ease.

Meng Chuan’s face was adorned with a smile, Zhao Chun accompanied him with a smile too, his wrinkles blossoming like chrysanthemums, feeling comforted, sensing that his efforts of recent days had paid off.

"Teacher Zhao, I’m heading back now, make sure to come and help when the research institute unveils."

Not only Zhao Chun, Meng Chuan had already arranged it all.

The idle Old Dong, and Lu Zhuxiao, who had just managed to break two.

All these mentors who helped him along the way, would join his research institute to "enjoy.".

Even his class teacher, Chen Qiushui...

The other party contacted him a few days ago, wanting to move their research lab to his institute.

Meng Chuan was delighted and naturally agreed.

Chen Qiushui is no ordinary person; she is an associate professor at United University!

Of course, after the good news, there’s still some "bad"...

Besides the powerful research team, Meng Chuan’s "fair-weather friends" would also be joining his Five Elements Fist and Iron Body research institute...

They’ll hold honorary positions first, and after graduation, formally join the institute as professors.

There’s a saying: when one ascends, even the rooster and dog rise to heaven.

Xu Qingfeng, that rascal, already made his intentions clear.

If Meng Chuan looks down on them and doesn’t let them join, he would walk around Yong’an Street daily with a loudspeaker, accusing Meng of forgetting his roots.

With this bunch around, Meng Chuan was at his wit’s end...

Beside him, Zhao Chun kept saying:

"Understood! Certainly! Rest assured, Elder Zhao, though I’m not strong, any other miscellaneous tasks are handled well!"

...

Late at night.

The waters of the Star Soup rippled, a figure emerged with only their head above, while the rest was submerged in the pool.

He hadn’t returned to his little courtyard for a long time.

Meng Chuan looked around; everything remained exactly as it was before he left.

During his absence, even the three jujube trees guarding the house had blossomed.

Other miscellaneous trees like ginkgos and persimmons were growing well.

In the past, when he was around these trees suffered the wrath of his punches, akin to the logic of fish farming: replace fish, not the water, if they died, just replace them...

Now, the treasured land was established, no longer did he need to crouch in the courtyard to practice martial arts.

"You all are liberated now..."

With a casual wave of his hand, Meng Chuan sprinkled spring water from the pool onto the trees.

In the next moment, Meng Chuan’s hand shook, his expression stunned.

"Uh..."

He had already splashed them, only to remember it was hot water, heated intentionally by fire to an ultra-high temperature of 80 degrees...

The school initially intended to relocate his villa to the Grandmaster villa area on the back mountain, but Meng Chuan politely declined.

Firstly, he had an emotional attachment; secondly, the research institute there would be the main focus in the future, and he intended to directly move there and occasionally return.

The pool water was serene, allowing Meng Chuan a moment of tranquility.

He maximized his mind’s operability, adjusting his body to reach its peak state.

Splash—

After a while, he broke through the water.

Standing by the pool, he dried his body and returned to the long-deserted house inside, unpacking two parcels.

One came from the headquarters in Shanghai, containing the freshly made Brain God Pill.

The second was the upgraded fifth-grade armor—[Ferocious].

Yang Zhaoxing received the "son-in-law" task quickly that day.

He started the furnace, and the remaking was completed soon.

"Grandmaster Yang said there’s also a surprise for me in this crafting, could it be not fifth-grade, but sixth-grade?"

Meng Chuan muttered to himself, knowing this bold thought was just a dream, merely a casual jest.

He guessed that Old Yang had added some good stuff out of his own pocket during the remaking.

"Let’s take a look."

He first put away the Brain God Pill, then his fingers emitted a glow, cutting open the second package.

Inside, a belt appeared, pitch black with no signs of supernatural traits.

The spikes previously spread across the belt were now nowhere in sight.

Nonetheless, according to his perception, the "presence" of Ferocious was undeniably stronger than before.

"Definitely fifth-grade." Meng Chuan nodded quietly, his heart at ease:

"Let’s test it out."

Indeed, the Shadow Dragon Scales achieved maximum effect in Grandmaster Yang’s hands.

Buzz~

Dark tides rolled, mysterious light intertwined before his eyes, engulfing his body.

Presiding over the weapon spirit, it was still the True Spirit of [Ferocious], but upgraded to Tier Five.

The black mist enshrouded him, initially unfamiliar, but soon emitting a sense of intimacy; even the cold killing armor had a gentle side before him.

The black mist continued to blend with his perception, like imprinting a new mark.

Taking this time, Meng Chuan took out the little note Yang Zhaoxing left for him, checking the various information.

"With Tier Five Ferocious True Spirit as the core, Armor Beast Scales as auxiliary, Shadow Dragon Scales as main components, mixed with the quintessence of a hundred tons of Nether Iron, the old man ultimately adopted the Innate Thunder Curse for breaking and remaking, its spiritual revival under thunderfire baptism, it should be—a top-tier fifth-grade Divine Armor!

Note: Armor weighs three hundred tons, those without Divine Power cannot wield it."