"Heavens, explain this to me. You brought me to a world crawling with cultivators, where the strongest are worse than pigs, so why can't you let me cultivate too?"
Wang Cheng held a super-magnetic electromagnetic cannon in one hand and a superconducting particle-optics shield in the other. A high-tech chromium-alloy powered exoskeleton covered his body, and a cigarette dangled from his lips. He ignored the strongest cultivators in the entire immortal cultivation world, gathered all around him with murderous intent and eyes fixed on him.
After a long while, Wang Cheng exhaled a cloud of smoke and let out an extremely dissatisfied sigh.
"Fine, I can't cultivate. But you still have to make me use technology to beat up these ignorant idiots? Is that really okay?"
Boom!
A purple-blue electromagnetic wave shot from the cannon at a hundred times the speed of sound. Like a beam of apocalyptic light, it instantly blasted more than a dozen top cultivators into oblivion...
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Can you please stop introducing me? Most of the chapter is talking to artificial intelligence. I really know how to write water.
I alone dominate the sofa here
Grab a couch and cheer yourself up!
There should be a ratio between technology and cultivation. Cultivation cultivates one's own energy. Technology makes weapons. Cultivation and ascension rely on one's own energy, and technology relies on spaceships. For example, a cultivator can destroy a mountain with one sword, while a technological person can destroy a mountain with a laser shot. If the protagonist gets that thing and builds a spaceship, he should be able to conquer cultivation. Let's focus on the ratio between technology and cultivation. If you want to ascend, fight an interstellar war.
It's so fucking beautiful, I feel it's even prettier than the fake immortal I cultivated.
Author, no one wants me! One blood (acupoint), two chrysanthemums, three bites, four hands, five feet, six ears, seven eyes, eight noses, nine chests
Has joined the fattening area, please come on author
How do you think Pig wants to give his equipment to other people's hands? It feels so awkward
After watching too many cold-blooded protagonists, when I saw this, I suddenly realized that this protagonist is so **
Author, are you dead? Please update if you are not dead. I have been updating for a day.