I, a Ph. D. In Physics, transform into a pilgrim on the Journey to the West.
At the foot of Wuzhi Mountain, I handed Brother Monkey an AK.
Heavenly surveillance? Directly block.
Lingshan script? Tear it up on the spot.
I pointed to the sky filled with immortals and Buddhas and said to Wukong:
"Great Sage, let's do something scientific this time."
When the golden hoop is equipped with an electromagnetic gun, when the somersault cloud becomes a curvature engine.
When we stepped on the sky, Tathagata trembled and asked:
"Donor... What kind of magical power do you have?"
I pulled the trigger and smiled slightly:
"Sir, times have changed."
