Anime, starting from Re:Zero (Zero - Starting Life)

Luo Qixi woke up from her fantasy.

After all, Gawain let go of his hand at an altitude of 200 meters.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

"That...that...Oh, the Princess of the Emerald Wind, who sleeps in peace, please free her!"

"Shockwave!!!"

"Shockwave!!!"

"Shockwave!!!"

Then he fell to the ground with a thud, tears welling up in his eyes from the pain.

This is Lokixi's flying practice.

Chapter 32 Invention (Seeking Tickets)

One day in early September.

Although it was a school day, everyone gathered in the yard of the Graylat family instead of attending classes.

What’s amazing is that Gao Wenzhen, who is very persistent about attending classes on time, sits in the yard drinking tea without any objection.

Yes, today's action was his suggestion.

The ladies—to be more precise, five in total, including Sylphy, Ms. Roxy, Auntie Seness, Miss Lilia, and Debbie's mother, who had recently had some free time and had come to Greyrat to hang out with her new besties—were currently admiring the herbaceous flowers that bloom in late autumn in the flowerbeds on one side of the courtyard, while casually discussing gardening techniques and the uses of flowers.

The only two boys, Gawain and Rudius, sat at the stone table on the other side, doing their own things.

Rudeus recorded the data in the notebook and tested the non-chanting spellcasting, which in turn consumed his magic power, which had expanded to the point that it took him a considerable amount of time to use it up every day.

And Gao Wen just drank tea silently.

Everyone seemed to think Gawain was lost in thought, so no one bothered him. But that was essentially the case. He was busy answering the regular assessment questions from the [Development System]. He even had time to calculate how long it would take for Paul, who was rarely useful, to return from patrol. He also had time to assess Rudeus's progress, suppress the urge to offer his help, and listen to the woman's conversation. He mentally praised Sylphy for her diligent gardening studies and criticized Roxy, whose every word was a nuisance.

Soon, Gao Wen finished the exam with full marks.

He closed the system page, and the learning task for this period came to an end.

Gao Wen put down the cup, took out his pen and notebook, opened the latest page, wrote a few lines casually and recorded the date.

Then he interrupted Rudeus's test:

"Rudeus, the substance you're creating isn't pure enough yet. Remember to verify it with the corresponding disintegration technique every time you create a gravel block (pure silica)."

Rudeus stopped what he was doing and suddenly realized:

"Oh, yes, thank you Brother Gao Wen for reminding me, otherwise I would have to take a long detour to create the Pure Sand."

Gawain still couldn't understand why Rudeus was so obsessed with creating silicon dioxide. He had actually asked about it, but he didn't understand what Rudeus meant. "Pure sand is the treasure that leads to the future! With it, we can conquer the stars and the sea!" Gawain consulted the system at the time, but the database didn't show any extraordinary value of pure silicon.

At least the spacecraft that the Vitrum people took seriously did not use pure silicon.

Just unimportant things.

Gao Wen then asked about the progress of another matter:

"How's the progress on the custom-made glider you mentioned a few days ago? And how's the progress on collecting the relevant material samples?"

Because Gawain and his team hadn't yet fully understood the principles of the offensive magic system, all non-chanting spells still needed to be based on existing chanting spells. This made most new spells extremely energy-consuming. Simply hovering was fine, but if one wanted to fly higher, faster, or more steadily, the mana consumption would increase exponentially. Even in a windless environment, Rudeus's current mana level wouldn't allow him to fly freely for very long.

Therefore, the reincarnated Rudeus, who was very concerned about this, came up with a perfect solution: a glider.

Powered by magic, providing safety guarantees and responsible for adjusting postures in extreme states, the only unpowered glider that can be made in this world for the time being can also be transformed into a powered glider that existed in his previous life.

Isn't that the same as an airplane?

Furthermore, Rudeus had played flight simulation games for a long time in his previous life, which included various unpowered gliders known for their difficulty in controlling. This allowed him to quickly select suitable targets from his memory, draw up accurate design and disassembly diagrams, and bring them to everyone for brainstorming.

The result was that I passed without any problems and received unanimous praise.

Rudeus, slightly anxious about the materials, realized, as Teacher Lokishi sighed, that this was a fantasy world of swords and magic. Insufficient material strength was merely a minor issue that could be fixed with a little extra money.

Although no one here can be said to be rich.

Rudeus said expectantly:

"Well, I've asked Father to contact a suitable craftsman. He seems very interested. He wrote to me yesterday to discuss the situation and shared a variety of materials that might be useful for me to choose from. Should the material-related issues be finalized in about ten days?"

This time he just wants to make the simplest delta-wing glider. If it passes the test, he also plans to hang a cockpit, a boat bag similar to a long-distance paraglider, and a kayak part under the glider. In this way, he can carry some luggage for long-term and long-distance flights, right?

If a qualified parachute is made in the future, each time it takes off, it may be possible to easily and safely cover distances of thousands of kilometers.

Rudius felt that he might become the Wright brothers of this world.

"Hey! You're talking about my topic!"

At this time, Paul rushed out from behind the stone wall, looking very proud. His good son Rudius immediately said politely:

"Father, I was talking to Brother Gawain about you helping me contact craftsmen and supporting me in making a glider."

Paul rubbed his head and laughed:

"Just be careful and don't cause any accidents. Besides, I want to be the father of a great inventor! Maybe I'll go down in history!"

Gawain didn't really want to pay any attention to someone, but he was here to bother them anyway. Based on Elina Lijie's previous teachings, he said as politely as possible:

"Paul, I'll trouble you with what happens later."

Paul climbed over the wall in a cool manner, ruffled Gawain's hair, and said with a playful smile:

"Our little Gawain has begged me so much, I will definitely show my determination and will do my best to help him. So, what exactly do you want me to do for you?"

Someone agreed without thinking yesterday afternoon.

Paul's idea was probably to let him fight as a swordsman, so that everyone could experience firsthand what it was like to fight a swordsman. This would be the perfect opportunity for him to show off as a father!

After dealing with Senis, who was angry because her husband didn't go through the main door, the four masters and apprentices each divided the work and surrounded Paul, who had a terrified look on his face.

"Sylphy prepares the treatment, Mr. Roxy records the data, Rudeus, you take charge, and I will judge and report the situation."

Paul was already sweating profusely.

"Hey, hey! I'm not really planning on killing myself!"

Chapter 33 Model

"Hey, hey, are you kidding!"

Paul, chained to a chair by the [Earth Shackles], struggled in disbelief. Familiar faces like Frankenstein's monsters stood around him, and his usually gentle and virtuous wife even had a terrifying expression of coldness on her face.

Namo San, what a nightmare this is!

"Rudy! Rudy! Rudy, you don't really want to harm your own father, do you?!"

Unable to escape, and with his wife betraying him, Paul could only try hard to awaken his son's natural feelings for his father.

But Rudius just warned:

"Father, please use all your strength to entangle your fighting spirit and maximize your defense. I will stab you on the count of three. Be sure to be prepared."

"three..."

Paul cried out in horror:

"Wait! Wait! At least don't aim at the inside of the thigh!"

Rudius readily accepted the advice:

"Then let's go outside. It makes no difference."

Paul took a breath and said with sweat dripping down his face:

"Then just don't continue!"

"No, Father has already agreed. Second."

“I haven’t heard of such a thing!!!”

"one."

"Grass!"

"zero."

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Paul let out a desperate scream. After wailing, he lowered his head and became proud again:

"What? Isn't this completely unharmed?"

As expected, only a white mark and neatly cut leg hair remained on Paul's skin under his shorts, and a metalized rock cannonball condensed by Rudeus was deeply embedded in the grass beside him.

Gawain's voice then rang out:

"Twice the standard power, standard speed, ineffective."

"Next shot, double the speed, keep going."

An hour later, the test was over.

Paul sat listlessly on the chair, looking exhausted. His clothes were soaked with sweat, and the hair on one side of his leg had been shaved clean. There was still a lot of blood on his skin and the chair legs. The ground next to him was simply beaten into a sieve, piled with all kinds of sharp objects that emitted a metallic luster.

Rudeus took the basin from Lilia with an awkward smile, wrung out the towel and wiped Paul's sweat, then unlocked the earth yoke magic. He said something else:

"Father, I think I can sell all the metals I made now, right? Although they're still not pure enough."

Paul didn't answer, but smiled stupidly:

"As for me... I seem to have figured out how to control the fighting spirit in my body..."

The attacks of his silly son became more and more fierce, and his own defense was required to be lowered again and again. Paul, who had no tendency to self-abuse and wanted to show off his handsomeness, was completely forced to use his potential and brainpower. The fighting spirit that he could only use by feeling in the past was now under his initial control.

Although I don't want this kind of progress at all.

Rudeus lowered his eyebrows and looked pleasing:

"Congratulations, father! You might even become a Saint-level swordsman this way. It would be awesome to have a Saint-level swordsman as your father!"

Paul sighed after being roughly wiped, and was supported by Senis and Lilia back to his room to take a shower and rest.

After his father left, Rudius immediately jumped up. He came to everyone and asked:

"How are the statistics going? Are they enough?"

Gao Wen said casually:

"We're almost done integrating it. There's certainly enough data. After all, Paul wouldn't be happy to have us do it again."

Sylphy, who had aided and abetted the evil, patted her chest, seeming a little frightened.

"Sylphy doesn't want to do this again, huh?"

Teacher Roxy nodded in agreement. The picture of hell that looked like torture had a strong impact on the forty-year-old woman. The image of the green-haired Sylphy squatting beside the victim's wound with her little face stained with blood almost gave the blue dwarf a PTSD attack from the Spelud.

Rudeus also breathed a sigh of relief:

"This way, we can create three types of dummies: advanced swordsmen, mid-level swordsmen, and ordinary people, to use as targets."

Unlike Gawain, neither Rudeus nor Sylphy had any intention of relying on their own strength to hurt or kill others.

To avoid a mishap like Mr. Roxy's accidental killing, Rudeus, after careful consideration, proposed a plan to preemptively master the required strength through dummy training. Perhaps impressed by his son's foresight, Paul readily agreed to help with the testing.

Although someone seemed to have never thought about how to measure the defensive limit of a senior swordsman.

Rudeus sighed:

"But I didn't expect that an intermediate swordsman's physical defense would be similar to that of an ordinary person. Is this the difference between being entangled with Dou Qi or not?"

By the way, Paul's bleeding was huge when he was measuring the parameters of the intermediate swordsman. Rudius is really a filial son.

To get results faster.

Everyone simply sorted out the data together, and even Sylphy, who was still learning arithmetic, helped to find the differences.

Miss Lilia quickly brought new tea and snacks.

After everyone got the data ready, Rudius took the lead in designing the material and appearance of the dummy. Then Paul changed into his usual home clothes and walked out to the yard alone with a dashing look on his face. No one knew what he had just done.

Paul had rarely seen people in class, so he came over curiously. This person, who was very educated by world standards, could not understand what his son was writing, drawing, or discussing at all, and just kept hanging around like a fly.

Except for Gao Wen, everyone seemed to think that Paul, as the body donor, was fully qualified to understand and even participate. Even though Paul looked confused, everyone would occasionally explain it to him using analogies.