Tempest of the Battlefield Chapter 566: Sweet Success

Chapter 566: Sweet Success

Translator: Oneshotwonder Editor: Hitesh_

Syracuse had spent a lot of resources on helping w.a.n.g Tong with his research of the GN crystal gun. He had acquired samples of the gun and a talent who really understood the inner workings of the machine. w.a.n.g Tung was a sour and bitter scientist straight out of the Dexter's Laboratory. He was paid handsomely for his work by Syracuse, yet, he constantly put the latter down because he believed that businessmen were useless parasites.

Although the project was a corporation between Maersa and Syracuse, Maersa's contribution was very limited. Therefore, Syracuse ended up having to provide for w.a.n.g Tung's more expensive and sophisticated needs

"Here, this is the Ph-Ah alloy. Why do you need it?" Syracuse stayed in the Maersa city in order to facilitate the research.

"It's too complicated to explain it to you." w.a.n.g Tung brushed his boss off and didn't even spare him a glance. Syracuse felt hurt every time he talked to him. He was only curious, but Mr. big brain had shot him back as if he was a dimwit. However, from the light that shone inside w.a.n.g Tung's eyes, he knew that he had found a breakthrough.

When Syracuse first started the project, he had employed over a hundred scientists, and had the best equipment in the world. However, the project was a failure in the end. He found it hard to believe that just one person with an improvised lab would have achieved more than a hundred persons and a state of the art facility.

"Syracuse, I need w.a.n.g Tong. Fetch him for me." Syracuse heard an imperious command as he was about to take a sip of his afternoon coffee. He looked up and found it to be w.a.n.g Tung; then, he looked back at his hot steamy coffee, paused for a second, and then he put the cup down.

"Right away!" Syracuse shouted.

…

"What's up?" w.a.n.g Tong asked.

"Dr. Frankenstein needs to see you. Not sure what it is though."

w.a.n.g Tong arrived at the front of w.a.n.g Tung's lab and then knocked on the door. The door cracked open, revealing a husk-like body, a dehydrated face, and a pair of glinting eyes. Despite being consumed by exhaustion, excitement and joy were written all over his face.

"Come in! I have a new idea. Come and see!"

w.a.n.g Tong was pleasantly surprised by w.a.n.g Tung's words and his spirit. Although he had the soul scanning ability, he was not an expert. He could detect the problem, but lacked the necessary knowledge to fix it. However, with w.a.n.g Tung's technical skills and the newfound understanding after viewing the soul scan diagram, he was very close to a breakthrough.

w.a.n.g Tong hurried into the room, and Syracuse followed him out of curiosity. After hovering over the project board for over a week, Syracuse had started to fancy himself as at least half an expert in the area.

"No amateurs allowed!"

Bang!

Wong Tung shut the door on Syracuse with discernible aversion.

"Come now, w.a.n.g Tong. It had suddenly occurred to me that the key to solving the problem is you! All force matrices have an energy imprint, and I think that if we can find a proper material that is able to copy these energy imprints onto other crystals, we might be able to reproduce these guns very easily." w.a.n.g Tung announced with elation.

"Are you able to reproduce these imprints?"

"Like you had said, it is impossible in theory. However, after the crystal was touched by your soul energy, these imprints somehow surfaced. Let me put it this way…It is like walking along a railway track. What we are doing was to build a connection between the humans' GN force with the energy inside the crystal. The end product might not reach the full damage output as the original copy, but it should suffice for now. "

"What about the special material you were talking about?"

"Exactly! That is the last piece of the puzzle. I have been experimenting with over three hundred materials, and I have great confidence in this new material I have created using the Ph-Ah alloy. The final test is this afternoon. The results of that experiment will either make or break our project." w.a.n.g Tung said in an overly excited tone. His eyes were fixed on the gun. Should he succeed, he would be forever remembered as the genius who brought new technology to the humans when it was most needed.

However powerful the human soldiers were, they were unable to catch up with the Zergs' reproduction rate. Plus, only a certain percentage of the human population were fit for the battlefield, and every single one of the Zergs had only one purpose ever since they were born: to kill. That would be where the crystal gun came in to save the day. Once the guns were introduced to the battlefield, anyone with the even the least amount of soul energy would be able to shoot deadly energy bolts at enemies from afar.

w.a.n.g Tong gave w.a.n.g Tung a thumb up, and the latter was slightly uncomfortable by this intimate human interaction. "I... I was just lucky. I had been trying such experiments for many years, but failed. I think, it worked this time because the crystal had been handled by you. Without seeing the energy diagram, I would still be poking in the darkness."

Despite w.a.n.g Tung's humility, he had worked round the clock for this project. For three days, he ate only two pieces of toasts, and didn't sleep at all, as if he was possessed by his work. He had been working on the subject for many years, and finally found the last element that he needed to piece the puzzle together.

He was very confident in the outcome of the final testing this afternoon.

w.a.n.g Tung drew a deep breath and gathered himself. The moment of truth this afternoon would tell him if the direction of his research was right or wrong. If it were the latter case, it meant that he had to ditch years of research efforts and start all over again. He could not wait that long, and neither could the human world.

In the afternoon, w.a.n.g Tung invited w.a.n.g Tong to come to the lab and witness the historical moment.

The timer started ticking as w.a.n.g Tung opened his eyes and turned the machine on. Robotic arms swayed around while the conveyor belt hummed. Through a clear gla.s.s panel, w.a.n.g Tong watched as a core of the GN gun started to take shape at the heart of the steel coc.o.o.n. A tiny robotic arm carrying a needle sized carving tool closed in and started to work the roughly shaped core into the exact copy of the original crystal.

Ting!

The machine peeped. w.a.n.g Tung took out the copy and studied it in his hand for a while before he placed it in a slot on the Gun.

"Activate."

Suddenly, sparks shot out of the gun as it started to glow. However, the light didn't last long as it dimmed down in just a few seconds. w.a.n.g Tung removed the crystal from the slot, his face streaked with tears.

w.a.n.g Tong was not sure if those were the tears of joy or sadness.

When w.a.n.g Tung first started this research topic, he had over a hundred colleges with all areas of expertise. However, over time, more and more of his companions died at the hands of the Zergs, and the team was eventually dismissed. He was able to pick up where his team had left off after he was hired by Syracuse's family. Whatever he had achieved today, he didn't do it alone.

These elites of the human society were highly sought after talents during the time of peace. However, as soon as the war broke out, their talent became useless. People were struggling to get by, and no one was willing to put in a huge amount of resources in researches that did not guarantee results. Even groups as powerful as Syracuse's family only committed a very small amount of resources to pick up the research haphazardly.

However, even if he were working all by himself, w.a.n.g Tung never gave up. What he was holding was not just a crystal core, it was his entire life.

The future of the human race was packed nicely inside that crystal core held by w.a.n.g Tung's trembling hand.

w.a.n.g Tung gritted his teeth; he knew that his task had not finished yet. Although he had crossed the most difficult hurdle, there were still much left to do done. Thinking that, he started to a.s.semble the gun; by now, he could practically do it in his sleep since he had done it thousands of times.

When w.a.n.g Tung was done a.s.sembling the other parts, he dropped the safety and was ready to fire. It was the final test.

"May I have the honor?" w.a.n.g Tong asked. He was concerned for the mad scientist's safety, since most new inventions were extremely unstable.

w.a.n.g Tung shook his head and politely refused the offer. "This is my test. If anything happens to me, you can find all of my papers in that safety." w.a.n.g Tung said as he pointed at an iron box in a corner.

w.a.n.g Tung rounded his eyes as he focused on his soul energy. He had only a level three soul energy, weaker than even a sixteen-year-old boy. However, what he was about to achieve could change the course of human history.

Kom!

The blast startled Syracuse who was standing outside the lab. Fearing that the experiment had gone haywire, he stormed into the lab. The first thing he noticed was the large hole on the concrete wall. w.a.n.g Tong and w.a.n.g Tung stood at the other side of the room seeming like time had slowed down for them. However, both of their faces had betrayed their complicated feelings inside.

w.a.n.g Tung slowly handed the gun to Syracuse, the very first ma.s.s-production-ready crystal gun in the world. He said slowly, "Remember, it belongs to the human world." As soon as he finished his words, he fainted out of exhaustion.

w.a.n.g Tong held onto the scientist and channeled his soul energy into his body to help him recuperate.

"We...did it?" Syracuse asked under his breath. When the reality finally set in, he couldn't believe his eyes. This was supposed to be his side project, and he never had high hopes for it. But there and then, a world-changing invention was right in his arms.