After a month of effort, An Bozi finally succeeded in building a ten-meter-tall small wooden rocket.
At the same time, Ming Zhitian broke through to the early stage of Godhood! Little Lion Buck exuberantly congratulated him.
An Bozi used potatoes to form a human shape and began experimenting with the small wooden rocket, but before it could take off, it exploded on the spot. Fortunately, An Bozi was far away, otherwise he would have been turned into mashed potatoes.
He looked at the scattered debris and potato fragments, all just scorched and inedible.
An Bozi continued to experiment with subsequent small rockets. After 1... 20... 50... 100 failures over two months, An Bozi finally succeeded once, launching the small rocket into the sky. It took a long time before it exploded and fell back down.
During this period, Ming Zhitian practiced his instinctive reaction near the wooden rocket. Unlike metal rockets, wooden rockets had much greater explosive power. If Ming Zhitian had hesitated for even half a second, he would have been blown to smithereens.
For two months, besides punching mountains for training, he simply stood next to the small wooden rocket, estimating the moment of explosion and evading. Even though the small rocket was only ten meters tall, its explosion was as powerful as ten tanks firing simultaneously!
An Bozi considered the cost of the rockets, which was why he was experimenting slowly to save expenses.
Ming Zhitian advanced to the late stage of Godhood!
An Bozi's pupils dilated, and he quickly put down the experiment in his hands, rushing over to congratulate him. "Consecutive breakthroughs, you are truly remarkable. Although I don't usually interact with martial artists, I've seen enough to know that someone breaking through so many times in such a short period is unprecedented."
Ming Zhitian urged him, "Is the rocket ready yet? There's only one month left. You know the consequences."
An Bozi broke out in a cold sweat. "I'll get back to work immediately."
Ming Zhitian looked at his scarred hands. "This is even more difficult than what I faced. The resources here aren't as good as those in the ancient ruins. There's no sense of desperation to push oneself to the brink, which allows martial artists to unleash their potential and naturally overcome bottlenecks."
Ten days later, An Bozi, covered in dust, approached Ming Zhitian and said, "Young Master Bai..."
Ming Zhitian punched through a large mountain and said, "If you have something to say, say it. If you have something to complain about, spit it out."
An Bozi said, "The funding... we're out of funding..."
"What? Still short by a million?" Ming Zhitian sighed.
An Bozi shook his head. "Due to over a hundred failures, my budget has been exceeded. So... the agreed-upon three million isn't enough anymore."
Ming Zhitian grabbed him by the collar. "You scoundrel! Do you think I'm running a bank?"
An Bozi trembled with fear. "I'm sorry, I didn't want this, but that's the reality."
Ming Zhitian let him go. "Tell me, how much do you need this time?"
An Bozi said, "This time we need to build a large wooden rocket. The funding required is ten times that of the small wooden rocket."
Ming Zhitian was impatient. "Speak plainly."
An Bozi held up three fingers. "Thirty... million yuan coins..."
Three fingers again. Last time, three fingers meant three million. Ming Zhitian asked, "Are you sure?"
An Bozi said, "I'll stake my life on it. I swear, all the funds are for building the Changlong rocket, and I haven't embezzled a single cent."
Ming Zhitian said, "You better not have, or dying ten times over won't be enough. Get ready for the next phase of work. I'm going out. Buck, you stay here."
Ming Zhitian left Wang An City. Although he had now broken through to the late stage of Godhood, he was still no match for the deranged old man. Therefore, he proceeded cautiously, constantly vigilant of his surroundings.
His current running speed was not measured in meters per second or hundreds of meters per second, but in thousands of meters per second.
He soon arrived at the ancient city of Dongfang and entered the Linglong Pavilion. "I wish to see your Pavilion Master, Tie Li Lan Shan. I have a business proposal."