Magic? My Iron Torrent will sweep it all away!

A knight warily stopped him.

"People of Great Xia, what do you want?"

Liu Chengen made a gesture, revealing what he considered a friendly smile, and said:

"I just wanted to see, I meant no harm."

The knight sized him up and determined that the other party was just a very frail and strange old man who should not pose any threat.

Considering the current relationship with Da Xia, he ultimately decided to let them pass. He turned to the griffin and told it not to hurt the person before leaving it to its own devices, continuing to watch Kyle and his group.

What could be more important than witnessing the birth of lightning magic firsthand?

Seeing this, Liu Chengen said thank you, but his eyes never left the animal in front of him.

He stepped forward, gazing intently at the griffin, muttering to himself.

"A perfect chimeric evolution... combining the light skeleton of birds with the explosive muscles of felines..."

"Incredible! They are clearly two different species on Earth, yet they managed to evolve together."

Coincidentally, a griffin lazily shot a stream of water towards the ground.

"Splash splash splash—"

Liu Chengen's eyes lit up instantly.

He cautiously approached, and crouched down amidst the griffin's puzzled gaze.

"Urine! A fresh sample!"

"Eagles excrete uric acid, which has a putrid smell, while lions excrete urea, which has a strong ammonia smell."

"How does an organism that combines these two processes metabolize nitrogenous waste? Is it through the urea cycle or purine degradation?"

"No, I need to taste it before I can make a preliminary judgment..."

So he reached out, intending to obtain this firsthand research data in the most primitive way.

"Holy crap, Academician Liu, what are you doing?!"

Lin Mo had somehow appeared beside him and grabbed his hand as he was about to taste the saltiness.

"Hey, don't stop me!" Liu Chengen exclaimed urgently after being interrupted.

"Commander Lin! It's alright, the urine is sterile."

Lin Mo: "..."

He looked exasperated and didn't know what to say.

The scene was too beautiful for him to even imagine.

Speechless, all they could do was continue to hold onto the other person tightly.

"Academician Liu! Stop joking, this is inappropriate."

"What's wrong with that? It's been said to be sterile," Liu Chengen argued.

Lin Mo felt like his head was twice the size of his own.

While dragging the still reluctant Liu Chengen along, he said to the research assistants who rushed over with their things:

"Keep an eye on your teacher and make sure he doesn't do anything reckless!"

After saying this, he said to Liu Chengen:

"I know this world is amazing, but if you keep going this far, I might take back my order to let you out."

Sure enough, these words hit their weak spot, and Liu Chengen immediately became obedient.

Sending this scientist, who is just beginning to explore the wonders of the world, back would be worse than killing him.

Lin Mo let out a long breath, feeling utterly exhausted.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Elder Mu Yu next to him, who had been tricked by Academician Qian into taking off his clothes and whose bones were exposed from being electrocuted.

Lin Mo: "!!!"

His heart felt even more weary.

I rubbed my aching temples.

He suddenly felt that compared to these crazy scientists, the demon army didn't seem so scary after all.

Qian Zhenhua and his group were making a lot of noise, and Lin Mo couldn't stand the headache-inducing scene, so he turned around and secretly slipped away.

Behind them were Qian Zhenhua's frantic shouts, the strange groans of Kermoy and the other person as they were being electrocuted, and the faint smell of ozone in the air.

The scene was indescribably strange and eerie.

In the distance, the construction of the temporary base is progressing rapidly amidst the roar of steel.

The tracked engineering vehicle roared with a deep rumble, its massive robotic arm lifting the steel beams into place with effortless ease.

Dozens of huge foundation pits have been dug, which will form the heart of the future semi-permanent fortress.

The warriors had a clear division of labor, operating machines that the Terrans had never heard of before, with an efficiency that would put any dwarven craftsman to shame.

Lin Mo toured the area, curiously observing that all the construction work was proceeding according to plan, which put him at ease.

At the same time, they secretly clicked their tongues in amazement.

I already knew that Great Xia had a renowned reputation for being a construction powerhouse, but compared to the army's strength, which is comparable to the industrial Cthulhu, it's still a bit lacking.

Time quickly came to noon.

Field cooking squads spread out across the plain, huge marching pots were set up, and powerful stoves spewed out blue flames taller than a person.

"Sizzle—"

Scallions, ginger, and garlic are sautéed in a pan until fragrant, and a powerful aroma fills the air of this otherworldly realm.

The vegetables and meats are all fresh from Earth.

Everyone knew that once the portal closed, the chance to eat a freshly cooked hot dish again would be a pure luxury.

By then, all they had were individual rations and pre-made meals.

This unique aroma of food became the most refreshing stimulant for the soldiers on their tiring mornings.

Meanwhile, the electric shock experiment has also come to a temporary end.

Kyle and Elder Muyu each sat on a large rock.

Their bodies returned to normal under the cleansing magic, and their faces were no longer black, but they had no beards or hair, revealing two large bald heads.

They held a clean white quill pen in their hand and wrote furiously on a roll of parchment.

The two were focused, sometimes pausing to ponder, sometimes writing fluently, recording every detail of their "insights" into the power of lightning that morning.

Qian Zhenhua wasn't idle either. He took a hard-cover notebook and quickly filled page after page with data and charts with a ballpoint pen.

Three old men from different worlds, who do not speak the same language, resonate with each other through their shared thirst for knowledge.

They would occasionally peek out and curiously examine the contents of each other's papers.

Kyle couldn't understand those square characters and numbers, and Qian Zhenhua was also completely baffled by those winding and twisted characters.

Qian Zhenhua made up his mind to go back and find Lin Mo to try to get the learning and translation of the alien language done.

After finishing the recording, Mu Yu's gaze was firmly drawn to the ballpoint pen in Qian Zhenhua's hand.

The little tube that could write smoothly without dipping in ink was nothing short of a miracle in his eyes.

Qian Zhenhua noticed his gaze, grinned, handed him the pen, and made a "here you go" gesture.

Elder Muyu was taken aback, then solemnly accepted it with both hands, as if receiving a sacred object.

He held his breath and made a light scratch in the corner of the parchment.

A clear blue line appeared out of thin air.

Elder Muyu's old face immediately broke into a wide smile.

Just then, a strong fragrance forcefully entered their nostrils.

The braised pork is ready.

Kyle's nose twitched twice, and a clear swallowing sound came from his throat.

He followed the aroma and saw a group of Xia soldiers squatting on the ground around a large pot not far away.

Each person's plate was piled high with glistening, trembling chunks of meat.

With snow-white rice as a side dish, they ate until their mouths were oily and their faces were beaming with happiness.

"Gurgle—"

Kyle and Elder Muyu's stomachs both protested simultaneously.