21: Chapter 21 Compressor Manufacturing

After satisfying his craving, Wang Bin felt comfortable all over, as if every pore was cheering, and the joyful mood was as splendid as the blooming flowers in spring, and as bright as the sunlight breaking through the dark clouds.

At this moment, his mind was like being attracted by a magnet, completely immersed in the planning of the great project of making Spirit Liquid.

The Gathering Spirit Formation was not a problem for Wang Bin.

The key problem now before him was to create a magical machine unprecedented in the Cultivation World—a compressor that could directly compress Spiritual Qi from a ethereal gaseous state into a liquid state.

Wang Bin frowned slightly, falling into deep thought.

His gaze became profound and distant, as if it had passed through the current time and space, returning to the short video content he had seen before.

In that world where technology and information intertwined, countless novel pieces of knowledge shone like stars.

And now, these memories became his valuable treasures in exploring the path of Cultivation.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart that the mysterious and powerful profession of Cultivator was truly full of endless wonders.

Being able to clearly review every piece of his past memory as if flipping through a book, this ability simply surpassed the limits of human cognition he once knew, like a door to a mysterious treasure trove, waiting for him to dig out the treasures within.

After a long period of painstaking contemplation, like peeling silk from a cocoon, a glimmer of light finally flashed in Wang Bin's eyes, and he finally remembered the principle of gas being compressed into liquid, which had been buried deep in his memory.

Under specific and precise conditions, a compressor has the miraculous power to transform gas into liquid.

When gas is compressed, countless tiny molecules are driven by an invisible force, and the distance between them gradually shrinks, like a crowded mass of people being gradually compressed into a small space.

At the same time, pressure and temperature, these two invisible "spirits," also began to become active, and their values rose sharply.

And when the pressure rises to a critical value, and the temperature is just right to drop below the critical temperature unique to each gas, a magical scene will occur—the gas, as if by magic, transforms into a liquid.

However, behind this seemingly simple principle, various complex conditional requirements are hidden.

This process requires no slightest error in every detail of pressure and temperature.

Moreover, different gases are like spirits with different personalities; their respective critical temperatures and pressure requirements also vary greatly, some like gentle sheep, with relatively lenient conditions;

While others are like irritable lions, requiring extremely harsh environments to complete this magical transformation.

Especially Spiritual Qi, which he had not researched, but since a Nascent Soul Cultivator could compress it into Spirit Liquid with their bare hands, it proved that this plan was feasible.

Although the principle gradually became clear in Wang Bin's mind, truly putting it into practice and making such a compressor was full of difficulties.

After wandering among several possible design schemes for a long time, Wang Bin finally decided to start by making the simplest and most primitive reciprocating compressor.

The working principle of this compressor is to complete the compression and transportation of gas through the rhythmic reciprocating motion of the piston inside the cylinder.

When the piston starts to move from the cylinder head, the working volume inside the cylinder increases like a slowly inflating balloon, and gas is drawn into the cylinder along the intake pipe;

And when the piston starts to move in the opposite direction, the working volume rapidly shrinks, and the gas feels immense pressure in this confined space, like wild beasts trapped in a cage, they begin to struggle frantically, and the pressure rises sharply.

When the pressure inside the cylinder reaches and slightly exceeds the delicate equilibrium point of the exhaust pressure, the exhaust valve, like a loyal guard, opens resolutely after receiving the command, and the gas rushes out of the cylinder like a wild horse, thus, a complete and wonderful working cycle is completed.

Wang Bin's eyes sparkled with excitement and fiery light, as if he had already seen the Nascent Soul Realm beckoning to him not far away.

He seemed to see the compressor he had made placed in the center of the Gathering Spirit Formation.

When the Gathering Spirit Formation is activated, it begins to absorb the ubiquitous Spiritual Qi from the outside world, and the Spiritual Qi is drawn into the Gathering Spirit Formation as if by invisible threads, and then continuously enters the compressor.

In the magical space inside the compressor, the Spiritual Qi, under the action of pressure and temperature, is gradually compressed into drops of crystal-clear liquid containing immense energy, which then slowly flows out from below.

This scene played out in his mind like a dream, making him incredibly excited.

If this magical process could be replicated, building 100 or 1000 Gathering Spirit Formations, the amount of Spirit Liquid produced every day would no longer be a simple number, but an astronomical figure sufficient to shock the entire Cultivation World.

However, just like a calm lake suddenly having a giant stone thrown into it, amidst his excitement, Wang Bin suddenly realized a thorny problem like a ghost.

If Gathering Spirit Formations were arranged on a large scale, it would require regular replacement of Spirit Stones to maintain operation, or it would need to be built on large Spiritual Veins, which would undoubtedly be a huge hassle.

He also needed a safe territory, and he wouldn't trust others to handle it.

He subconsciously stopped his thoughts, slowly raised his head, and looked at the sun in the sky, which was as dazzling as a huge fireball.

In that endless light, he seemed to see the dawn of hope.

A bold idea flashed through his mind like lightning: if he could slightly modify the Formation of the Gathering Spirit Formation, allowing it to directly absorb the endless solar energy from the sky like a giant solar panel.

Even using the starlight of the night sky as energy to drive the Gathering Spirit Formation and the compressor to operate tirelessly, wouldn't that be like building a perpetual motion machine, achieving full automation?

And it would be utilizing inexhaustible solar energy; this was simply a perfect plan with a huge return on investment.

By then, Spirit Liquid would be continuously generated automatically, and wealth and power would surge towards him like a raging tide.

With the blessing of endless wealth and powerful strength, even the distant Soul Transformation Realm no longer seemed like an insurmountable peak, but was enthusiastically beckoning to him, welcoming his arrival.

At this moment, Wang Bin's mind was like a lit powder keg, and all sorts of wonderful, unconstrained ideas and notions continuously emerged like a volcanic eruption.

He was like a wise man standing on the long river of time, his gaze piercing through time and space, returning to his previous life's world.

He couldn't help but regretfully sigh to himself, why was he so ignorant in his previous life, never thinking of these magical ways to get rich?

If he had had these ideas earlier, why would he have struggled so hard like an ant in the dark and cruel quagmire of the bottom of society?

He even thought that in his previous world, he could install a large number of solar panels to generate electricity every day.

Then use the electricity he generated to drive specific machines to electrolyze water, decompose water into hydrogen and oxygen, and then sell them to those who needed them.

Hydrogen and oxygen are definitely more valuable than electricity.

This project sounded like a huge gold mine hidden in the desert, emitting an alluring glow, and it would definitely fool countless people with dreams of getting rich into investing, and he would also be able to obtain huge wealth from it, thereby changing his destiny.

Wang Bin took a deep breath, trying to bring himself back from fantasy to reality.

He clearly knew that the most urgent task was to solve the compressor problem first.

As for the grand plan of modifying the Gathering Spirit Formation to absorb solar energy to drive its operation, it could only be temporarily put aside, waiting for the right time to explore it.

After all, although it sounded simple, it was quite difficult to actually operate, and there were still many problems to be solved.

Moreover, although the Gathering Spirit Formation was only a relatively ordinary and unremarkable existence among many Formations, achieving the goal of automatic operation using solar energy still required a deep understanding and mastery of certain Formation Master knowledge, and all of these would require a lot of time and money to explore, learn, and experiment.

Relatively speaking, making the compressor first, although also full of difficulties, was at least the most reliable and easiest goal to achieve at present.

In addition, he had a great many metal Materials in the Cultivation World, and most of the trees (metals) among them were numerous and complex, and he did not recognize most of them.

Making a compressor was not a simple matter either; at least it required some hard metal Materials that could withstand immense pressure, just like finding suitable foundation stones for a sturdy castle.

Moreover, such a confidential matter concerned his future destiny and wealth, and he could not let others intervene to help.

Once the news leaked out, it would inevitably attract countless greedy eyes and fatal dangers, like being in a perilous situation surrounded by wolves, where he could be killed at any time.

Therefore, he also needed to personally learn the basic knowledge of Artifact Refining.