After traveling through time and becoming a loser in cultivating immortals, I awakened the golden finger of "absolute rationality".
The elder of the sect was heartbroken and said: "This boy's spiritual roots are messed up and his mind is dull!"
I took out the exercise booklet "Five Years and Three Years of Cultivation to Immortality" with my backhand.
In the trial in the secret realm, the geniuses chanted spells and beat the mountains to the ground.
I squatted in the corner and set up a microscope: "There is a defect in the cell wall structure of this bone-eating plant..."
In the alchemy competition, the fairies controlled fire beautifully with their delicate hands.
I set up the distillation tower: "The purification efficiency is too low. It is recommended to introduce fractionation technology."
Until the sect competition, I took out the fairy version of Gatling.
"Tu tu tu tu tu—"
The whole place was silent, and the elder plucked off a handful of his beard: "Evil disciple! Do you call this a magic weapon?!"
It's not as good as "Technological Cultivation: I Use Nuclear Fusion to Achieve Golden Elixir"!