Chapter 1477: Going to be yellow?

Above the experimental table, the three-dimensional structure diagram is so complex that it makes one's scalp numb.

It is not static, but is constantly evolving. Countless energy lines as thin as hair meander through it, building up a complex structure with layers upon layers.

Each node is flashing, representing different energy attributes and rune combinations. The amount of calculation is so large that it is far beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

Mo Falcon glanced at Ye Chuyun and said in a hoarse voice:

"Since you're here for the War Fortress, you must have some knowledge of enchantment."

"This is a model I simulated of the instantaneous energy flow and rune resonance of a small, integrated offensive and defensive enchantment unit."

“Point out three or more energy-redundant nodes and propose optimization solutions.”

"Or, find the potential conflict point between the two main enchantment arrays in the third energy circuit, and explain the principle of harmony."

Ye Chuyun: “!!!”

Can he apply for Chinese-Chinese translation?

I don't understand...

He froze, his eyes fixed on the ever-changing complex structural diagram, his brain working frantically at an unprecedented speed, trying to understand what exactly this thing was.

Redundant energy nodes? Runic resonance? Potential conflict?

He seemed to have heard every word before, but when they were combined together, spoken from Mo Falcon's mouth, and coupled with the heavenly book-like structural diagram in front of him, it became like a heavenly book.

He tried to concentrate and mobilize all his cognition to analyze it.

But the structural diagram changed too quickly and too complexly, and the countless information flows were like galloping wild horses, with no way to catch the reins.

He felt like his head was about to explode, his temples were throbbing, but he couldn't even figure out the most basic flow of energy.

Is this the world of Grandmaster Enchanters?

This is too perverted...

Time passed minute by minute, and Mo Xuan stood there quietly, looking at Ye Chuyun expressionlessly, waiting for his answer.

Cold sweat unknowingly slid down Ye Chuyun's forehead.

He knew that he couldn't understand it at all.

Not to mention pointing out the problem and proposing a solution, he could only roughly guess what the model was used for.

He had tested his professional talent before, and he might have some potential in forging and alchemy, but his enchantment was simply terrible.

Can't even get started.

After studying for a long time, Ye Chuyun finally had to give up.

He raised his head, a hint of embarrassment and helplessness appeared on his face, and said frankly:

"Senior Mo Falcon, I'm sorry,"

"Junior, I really don't understand..."

After saying this, Ye Chuyun felt very disappointed.

It’s over, this thing is probably going to fail.

How could such a person, with precious time and a strange temper, be willing to waste time on someone who knows nothing about enchantment?

Sure enough, when Mo Falcon heard this, a hint of regret flashed in his eyes.

He tutted softly and shook his head:

"Pity."

"Having passed three god-level assessments, his soul strength and comprehension should be among the best."

"I thought that even if you weren't an expert in enchantment, you should have some insights far beyond the average person."

"It seems that I took it for granted."

There was no sarcasm in his tone, just a flat statement based on fact.

But this kind of purely objective discussion makes people feel an invisible pressure.

Ye Chuyun could only chuckle dryly: "Senior, you are too kind. Everyone has their strengths. I really don't have any talent for this."

Mo Falcon turned around, seemingly losing most of his interest in Ye Chuyun. His fingers tapped unconsciously on the lab table, and his tone became distant:

"Since you know nothing about enchantment, there's no point in helping you build a war fortress."

"Working for someone who is completely outside the field and cannot understand the subtleties is like playing the lute to a cow or talking to a deaf person."

“There’s no communication during the process, and the results can’t be truly appreciated.”

“It’s just pure resource piling and labor, with no challenge or fun at all.”

After saying this, Mo Falcon waved his sleeves:

"You go."

Sure enough.

Ye Chuyun sighed inwardly.

But it is impossible for him to give up like this!

At this moment, Ye Chuyun's brain was working rapidly, and he hurriedly said, "Senior, please wait."

"Although I am not talented and know nothing about enchantment, I will not be the one personally responsible for building the war fortress this time."

Mo Falcon's fingers tapping the table paused slightly, but he didn't turn around.

Seeing a turn for the better, Ye Chuyun immediately continued, "Two Earth-level forging masters are responsible for the forging of the main body and the construction of the core of the war fortress."

"They are highly skilled and experienced. They are definitely a hundred times more professional than the younger generation!"

"If the seniors are willing to take charge of the enchantment part, I will definitely be able to have in-depth technical exchanges with them."

"Masters can verify each other's knowledge and perhaps spark new ideas, allowing this war fortress to reach unprecedented heights. Isn't this an extremely challenging and fun thing?"

Ye Chuyun's words can be said to have grasped the key point.

He knew that for a technology fanatic like Mo Xuan, pure compensation might have limited appeal, but an opportunity to work with masters of the same level and challenge the limits of technology might be more appealing to him.

Although blacksmiths are not as rare as enchanters, earth-level blacksmiths are rarer than master-level enchanters in the Wandao Holy City.

I believe Mo Xuan will not miss this opportunity.

"Earth-level forging master?" Mo Falcon's attention was indeed attracted.

He turned around slowly, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, "Two more?"

"Are Earth-level forgers so common in the outside world now? What are their names?"

There was a subtle hint of urgency in his tone.

Ye Chuyun was delighted and quickly replied, "One is Master Wuka, and the other is Master Mo Lin. They are both in my residence now."

"Wuka...Mo Lin?!" Mo Xuan didn't react when he heard the first name, but when the word "Mo Lin" came out of Ye Chuyun's mouth, he was shocked!

His pupils suddenly contracted, and for the first time, his expressionless face showed a violent emotional fluctuation.

Surprise, disbelief, and a hint of ecstasy?

Ye Chuyun looked at it in surprise.

"Tell me again, who is the other one?"

"Mo Lin? Which Mo Lin?" Mo Xuan took a step in front of Ye Chuyun. The sudden powerful aura made Ye Chuyun feel a little nervous.

Ye Chuyun was startled by his violent reaction and repeated subconsciously: "It's Master Mo Lin, senior, do you know him?"

"I know him, more than just knowing him!" Mo Xuan's emotions seemed to be out of control. He paced back and forth twice, as if trying to calm his inner excitement, but his voice was still trembling.

"Is he short and likes to have a big beard?"

Ye Chuyun nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, it's him!"