Chapter 724: Mechanical Martial Arts
After spending half a year together, he had already understood Lei Zongchao’s temper.
The former Battle G.o.d hated it the most when others treated him as a supreme expert, bowing to him and being respectful to him.
Instead, he hoped that everyone would forget about his ident.i.ty. People should just treat him as an old soldier who had returned to his homeland at most, or an old teacher who had been preaching and receiving enlightenment for his entire life, plus someone who could still display some of his remaining enthusiasm.
Of course, Meng Chao also felt sorry for the old man’s body.
No one knew better than him just how weak the current Battle G.o.d Lei Zongchao was.
When Meng Chao had a deep understanding of the battles and injuries he had suffered over the past decades, he realized that such injuries would be enough to defeat ten Deity Realm experts if they had been placed on someone else.
Lei Zongchao knew that he did not have much time left. Yet, instead of taking care of himself, he dragged his body that was falling apart. He trained and worked even harder, sparing no effort to pour all his life’s experience, effort, and strength into his body, into Meng Chao, the people of Battle G.o.d Palace, and the children of Dragon City.
It was as if he wanted to release the last of his light and warmth to illuminate the path for more future generations before the flame of his life was completely extinguished.
“Meng Chao, you came back just in time. Take a look at my newly developed martial arts!”
Lei Zongchao regulated his breathing evenly and pushed Meng Chao away with all his strength. He then got into a very stiff and strange pose.
Every stroke was reminiscent of a robot doing broadcast gymnastics.
Although he did not fall this time, the feeling of half of his body being paralyzed became even stronger.
“What kind of martial arts is this?” Meng Chao was a little dumbfounded.
“Mechanical martial arts.”
Lei Zongchao seriously said, “In the past half a year, the Red Dragon Army, hunters, and colonizers have been chasing after the remnants of monsters in the depths of Monster Mountain Range. Although they have won many battles and achieved fruitful results, they have also lost many of their living forces. Many people have been sacrificed, and more people have been injured and disabled, right?”
“That’s right.” Meng Chao’s expression was a little dejected.
The war in the past half a year could be considered “effortless and unstoppable.” Not to mention, it had been a hundred times smoother than the end of the Monster War in his previous life.
However, there was no such thing as a war that did not kill people.
That was especially true in the depths of Monster Mountain Range, where the roads were rugged and the air was humid. There were snakes, insects, rats, and ants everywhere. The spirit magnetic interference was abnormally strong, and it was very difficult for steel torrents to spread out.
Even if human beings had absolute control over the air, they could still open the way with the sound of 10,000 cannons, and even burn the mountains one by one into scorched earth.
In the end, they could not stop the casualties from rising.
Every inch of the mountains and rivers had been covered in blood.
Every inch of living s.p.a.ce in Dragon City had been bought with the blood of martyrs.
“The victims have already fallen into eternal sleep, but the soldiers who survived, who were seriously injured and lost part of their limbs, might not be willing to leave the battlefield forever. Many people still want to continue fighting after they have been equipped with mechanical prostheses.”
Lei Zongchao explained, “Compared with original human flesh and blood limbs, the materials of mechanical artificial limbs can be infinitely strengthened. They can also carry all kinds of combat modules and have hundreds of different uses. They are very powerful weapons.
“However, the current technology of simulating nerve currents and human-machine interaction still don’t allow the human brain to control the mechanical artificial limbs to a level of precision, where they can be used as an arm or a finger.
“On top of that, a mechanical prosthesis does not have spirit meridians, which means that the mechanical prosthesis is unable to construct a spirit magnetic field and perform all kinds of unique skills. Therefore, it is unable to display the strongest force of a superhuman.
“Many superhuman martial artists, who have been seriously injured and have lost part of their limbs, cannot continue on the path of a martial artist even if they have a mechanical prosthesis with powerful functions as a replacement. They can only specialize in being gunslinging martial artists or machine masters.
“Even if they are still martial artists, they can only walk the path of the Gun Fighting Style or Machine Armor Style. Their combat ability will be greatly reduced.
“As the scale of the war continues to escalate, I see more and more disabled people in the circle of superhumans. That’s why I thought of developing Mechanical Martial Arts to pave a brand new path for the superhumans who are equipped with mechanical prostheses.”
So that was the case.
Lei Zongchao was not cultivating for himself.
Instead, he was painstakingly creating brand new martial arts for the injured and disabled superhumans.
Meng Chao was filled with respect once again.
“Let’s not talk about this for now.”
Lei Zongchao practiced another two moves as if he had encountered a joint that he had not figured out yet. He waved his hand and sat down at the edge of the super-large medical cabin. He looked at Meng Chao and smiled. “How was it? Did your sister’s report go well?”
“It went quite well.”
Meng Chao said, “She’s much better than I was in the past.”
“I heard that w.a.n.g Dao, that little guy, has been holding the Stairway to Heaven record for several years, but your sister broke it twenty seconds earlier than him!”
Lei Zongchao said with a smile, “When she’s on winter vacation, if she has time, she can come here and spar with those guys outside so that they won’t think that the martial G.o.d shrine is so great!”
This was the intention of the Battle G.o.d to guide Bai Jiacao in person.
Meng Chao was overjoyed and hurriedly expressed his grat.i.tude on behalf of his sister.
“Of course. Even if it’s not your sister, any son of Dragon City who can break the record of the way of the king is worthy of me, an old man, helping her.”
Lei Zongchao continued to ask, “Also, have you sent all the data chips that I asked you to send to the children in the Lair?”
“Yes. I guarantee that every child under the age of 16 in the entire Lair will have their own data chips.”
Speaking of this, Meng Chao couldn’t help but feel like ridiculing, “Master Lei, you said that you wanted to light up the martial arts path of the children in the Lair. Of course, this is a good thing. However, based on their malnourished and malformed bodies, you spent a whole three months honing a total of seven basic training methods. You’ve already racked your brains and put in a lot of effort. Why do you need to personally sign every data chip?
“Very well. In order to encourage the children, I will personally sign the name of the ‘G.o.d of War’. This will be enough to prove your eagerness.
“However, you also asked me for the names of all the children in the Lair. You wrote down the names of each child in your own handwriting. You also wrote down a message that was different for everyone. You wrote it for an entire day and night.
“It’s not like you don’t know your own physical condition. Is it necessary for you to do this
“Since you want to do it, of course, you have to do it to the extreme. Otherwise, you can just post the training materials and videos on the Internet and let the children download them on their own. Why would you bother to make a trip there?”
Lei Zongchao smiled at first, then let out a long sigh, “The Lair has been in such a mess. Many children have grown up in a mixed and ugly environment. Jin Wanhao is responsible for this. The nine mega corporations are responsible, and I am also very responsible.
“The past can not be changed. I just hope that at the end of my life, I will try my best to… correct all the mistakes that I have made over the past decades.
“Just a signature is not enough to show my sincerity. It is also not enough to make the children, who have been ignored, realize their unique value.
“Meng Chao, you have just left your youth. Let me ask you. If you were to go back ten years and receive a cultivation chip signed by me, with the words ‘Meng Chao, you can do it. I have seen your potential in cultivation’ written on it, how would you feel?”
Meng Chao thought for a moment and said, “I would be so happy that I would jump up and punch a hole in the ceiling of our house. Then, I would cultivate with all my might. I would never let you down. No matter how tired I am, no matter how lazy I am, I would be revived as soon as I saw your words.”
“That’s it. In fact, we are all the same. We have two shoulders and one head. No one has three heads and six arms in their mother’s womb. How could there be such a huge difference in cultivation talent?”
Lei Zongchao said, “Everyone has talent. It all depends on how they are stimulated. Just my signature alone might be able to stimulate 50% of the cultivation talent of the children in the Lair. However, with the names of each child and the different compliments, the children will feel that I know every one of them and have specially honed these basic cultivation techniques for each of them. This unique treatment might be able to stimulate 1-20% of their cultivation talent?
“There are so many children in the entire Lair. As long as there are ten or eight of them who have activated 1-20% of their cultivation talent, my day and night’s hard work will not be in vain, don’t you think so?”
Only then did Meng Chao understand Lei Zongchao’s good intentions.
He couldn’t help but admire the former Battle G.o.d even more.
Then, he recalled his conversation with Su Mulian.
He thought to himself, “If Ms. Mulian can really help the Battle G.o.d extend his lifespan by five to ten years, allowing him to control the overall situation of Dragon City and gather all the martial forces, including the nine mega corporations, together, this invincible iron fist will definitely be able to completely crush the Apocalypse!”
Lei Zongchao chatted idly as he pondered. It was as if he had figured out the joints that had been stuck earlier. He stood up again and put on a stiff posture as he developed his Mechanical Martial Arts.
Looking at his half-paralyzed body, even though he knew it wasn’t real, Meng Chao still couldn’t help but say, “Master Lei, you need to rest!”
“The last thing I need right now is to rest.”
Lei Zongchao gestured while smiling, “Anyway, it won’t be long before I can rest forever. Why rush it?”
Meng Chao was speechless.
He also knew that this seemingly relaxed and easy-going old man would be so stubborn that even nine Apocalyptic Beasts wouldn’t be able to hold him back.
He could only use his own method to reduce Lei Zongchao’s workload.
“Master Lei, if you really want to develop brand-new martial arts for the mechanical prostheses of disabled people, I have some immature ideas here.”
Meng Chao gestured a weird starting position and said, “Lie back in the medical cabin first and see how this one of mine is.”
His four limbs were moving in the direction of the anti-joints.
The joints of his entire body emitted crackling sounds.
He wasn’t as rigid as a zombie. Instead, he was jumping up and down weirdly like a marionette.
Of course, this wasn’t a move that he created himself.
Instead, it was a routine that he used when he recalled the skeleton soldiers that were summoned by the necromancers and liches in the depths of his brain from his previous life.