Magic? My Iron Torrent will sweep it all away!

Chapter 114 Kyle Teaches Magic

Zhao Gang stared at the bright red national flag on the arrow on the screen and said in a low voice:

"The moment the launch plan was approved, the production line behind it was already operating at full capacity in three shifts."

He turned his head, looked at Lin Mo, and then surveyed the crowd.

"What we're seeing here is the first shot."

"But on Earth, three rockets are already ready to launch!"

"More rockets are being manufactured by our motherland at full capacity."

Zhao Gang's tone carried an undeniable authority.

"Never underestimate the industrial strength of Great Xia, and never doubt our determination to complete this mission!"

"The commander said that as long as we need it, he will definitely do it and will not hold us back!"

"Let's go for it with confidence!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo's heart skipped a beat, and a surge of power coursed through his body.

He has the full support of a powerful nation standing behind him!

Attention all units!

The commander-in-chief's calm voice came over the loudspeaker.

"Last ten minutes until launch!"

"ten!"

"Nine!"

Everyone in the hall fell silent, staring at the screen, with only the countdown and their silent prayers echoing in their hearts.

"eight!"

……

"three!"

"two!"

"one!"

"ignition!"

boom--!

At the base of the massive launch tower, bright orange flames suddenly erupted, and the water used to cool the platform turned into thick white steam that instantly engulfed the platform.

The floor of the command center began to tremble slightly.

The white arrow on the screen, propelled by immense force, slowly detached itself from the tower's embrace.

Then, with unstoppable momentum, it accelerated towards the unfamiliar sky of the Terra continent.

The rocket trailed a blazing beam of light and emitted a deafening roar that tore through the air.

"BOOM BOOM BOOM—!!!"

"God of Holy Light..." Kyle's mouth opened unconsciously, and the scepter in his hand trembled.

Elder Muyu instinctively grabbed the control panel next to him to steady himself.

He stared in stunned silence at the rising flames that tore through the clouds.

Fendona's mouth was slightly open, and the rapidly receding flame was reflected in her emerald green eyes.

"Rocket flight is normal."

"Telemetry signal is normal."

"Tracking is normal."

At the control panel, the calm reports from the technicians rose and fell.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, the light shrank into a tiny point of light, eventually disappearing into the deep blue sky.

The camera attached to the rocket transmits the images back to the large screen.

Inside the lobby, staff members were reporting various data in a well-organized manner.

Half an hour later, a line of eye-catching green text popped up on the main screen.

[Satellite successfully entered its designated low Earth orbit]

"It's a success!"

Academician Qian Zhenhua clapped his hands suddenly, his face flushed with excitement.

The entire command hall erupted in thunderous applause and cheers.

Zhao Gang patted Lin Mo's shoulder forcefully, his face beaming with undisguised joy.

General Long Zhan also smiled and clapped his hands.

Kyle and Elder Muyu were still frozen in place, their minds completely unable to process what they had just witnessed.

That "white spear" could actually fly into the sky, to a height that even dragons couldn't reach!

This isn't magic!

......

Lin Mo led Kyle and Elder Muyu out of the command hall.

The afternoon sun was a bit too bright, and the huge wind-powered airship hung in the air, casting a large shadow.

Tracked engineering vehicles roared as they moved through the camp, leveling the land and digging foundations.

In the distance, modular alloy barracks are being hoisted and assembled.

"Lord Linmo, what makes that giant spindle levitate in the sky? Is it a wind magic circle? And what is it used for?" Kyle pointed to the airship high in the sky.

"It's because there's a special gas inside that allows it to rise into the air," Lin Mo explained succinctly.

"Then the airflow at high altitude is used to drive the blades to rotate, thereby generating electricity."

"How does it generate electricity?" Elder Muyu asked, puzzled.

"This is a bit complicated. It's probably a matter of magnetic conversion, where kinetic energy is converted into electrical energy after passing through a magnetic field. Anyway, I don't really understand it."

Kyle and Elder Muyu exchanged a glance, both seeing the confusion on each other's faces.

How to convert the kinetic energy of wind into electrical energy?

What kind of incredible alchemy is this?!

The group strolled around, and Lin Mo answered many of the questions the two had accumulated the day before. Before they knew it, it was lunchtime.

When the group arrived at the dining hall, Kyle, Elder Muyu, and their entourage all had bright eyes.

This is their favorite place; they still haven't had enough dumplings from last night.

The cafeteria operates on a self-service model, offering dishes such as twice-cooked pork, stir-fried chicken with mushrooms, stir-fried fish, corn and pork rib soup, and stir-fried seasonal vegetables.

There's plenty of rice, fried rice, noodles, steamed buns, and other staple foods.

This ensures that the warriors have a good and satisfying meal, while also allowing the Holy Humans and Elves to choose according to their preferences.

The rich aroma of the food wafted out, making Kyle and his group's stomachs rumble uncontrollably.

Despite not understanding the language, they had become familiar with each other and were able to skillfully take the trays and enthusiastically follow the line to get their food.

Lin Mo was both amused and exasperated, feeling a bit like watching a naive foreigner being conquered by delicious food.

The group filled a plate with food and eagerly found seats.

Kyle learned to use chopsticks to pick up a piece of tender twice-cooked pork and put it in his mouth.

The meat melted in his mouth, and the salty and fragrant flavor instantly enveloped his taste buds.

"Oh! By the Holy Light!" Kyle's face lit up with happiness.

God knows what kind of rubbish he's been eating since he was a child.

This is what food should be like!

Elder Muyu became interested in the stir-fried lotus root with vinegar. He tried to scoop it up with his spoon but couldn't, so he simply picked up a piece with his hand and put it in his mouth.

I took a bite and found it crisp and delicious, and the remaining half was surprisingly still connected!

He stretched out his hand, trying to break the thread, but it only grew longer and longer, and he looked surprised.

Lin Mo couldn't help but chuckle at their reactions.

He took a couple of bites of rice, then smiled at Kyle.

"Your Excellency the Archbishop."

"Hmm?" Kyle mumbled a response, his mouth full of fragrant fried rice.

"You said before that you could teach me magic."

"Now that you have some free time, could you teach me? I'd like to learn."

Kyle swallowed the food in his mouth with difficulty, took a sip of iced cola, wiped his mouth with a napkin with satisfaction, and resumed his elegant posture.

"Of course, no problem."

To maintain the elegant, aristocratic demeanor he had been taught since childhood, he reluctantly put down his chopsticks and gazed at Lin Mo, saying:

"To become a Holy Light Mage, first, you need to be able to perceive your own spiritual power."

"Mental strength?"

"Yes, that is our bridge connecting the world."

"Then, what you need to do is have faith in the great God of Light, so that your spirit resonates with the Holy Light and you can feel His presence."

"Finally, by combining this with the incantation left by the gods, you will be able to unleash the corresponding magic."

Lin Mo: "..."