Chapter 288: What can a mere model do to me?
Liu Bowen's analysis caused the people around him to nod frequently. This Liu Ji was indeed extraordinary in knowledge and amazing in insight.

He can even analyze such a problem so thoroughly.

It seems that the Thirteenth Prince's choice of him as prime minister was well thought out.

However, Ying Heng did not respond much to Liu Bowen's point of view, but only ordered Qingyi to go to the steel factory to get a few miniature iron rods.

Then he ordered Lu Ban to build a simple wooden house.

When everyone was puzzled, Ying Heng turned to the First Emperor and asked:
"Father, what do you think of the stability of this wooden house?"

The First Emperor roughly guessed his intention and answered in a cooperative manner:

"Wooden houses can barely withstand wind and rain, but they are vulnerable to strong winds and heavy rain."

Ying Heng shook his head and said, "Father, you can try the stability of this wooden house yourself."

At Ying Heng's signal, the First Emperor kicked lightly without using any true energy.

Wow~!

The half-person-high mini wooden house in front of him collapsed instantly. This was not unexpected, after all, everyone knew how fragile wooden houses were.

In this era, most people lived in houses with wooden beams and pillars, not to mention that the Qin Dynasty was full of powerful people, so there was no need for a grandmaster to take action.

Even a full-strength attack from a grandmaster is enough to destroy a house.

Seeing that the First Emperor pushed down the wooden house so easily, everyone did not say much, but continued to pay attention to the Thirteenth Young Master, because they seemed to have guessed his plan.

Sure enough, not long after, Qingyi returned with a few iron bars in his arms.

At the same time, under Ying Heng's guidance, Lu Ban dug a miniature foundation and began to mix cement and gravel.

After a while.

Under the operation of Lu Ban and his craftsmen, a small foundation one meter square and half a meter deep was carefully built.

Following Ying Heng's instructions, they used iron bars as the skeleton, filled the foundation with concrete mixed with stones, and then laid red bricks and cement on top.

Soon, under the watchful eyes of everyone, a miniature reinforced concrete building only one and a half meters high rose from the ground.

However, up to this moment, Ying Heng's hands had not stopped moving.

He used the celestial-level true qi and, relying on its high-energy properties, output true qi, greatly shortening the time it took for concrete to harden in the air. The effect was comparable to half a month of natural drying.

In order to show it to everyone and convince them, Ying Heng used some of his cultivation techniques.

This also brought him inspiration, it seems that in this world, technological means are not the only option.

In this world, the power of cultivation at a specific moment is so powerful that even future technology cannot achieve it.

However, this will be discussed later.

At this moment, everyone watched in astonishment as the dark blue liquid in front of them gradually faded and solidified into a hard state under the magical control of the Thirteenth Young Master's inner strength!
The originally flowing liquid, in an instant, turned into solid stone as if by magic!
"Sir, what is this thing? How can it have such magical power that it can turn water into stone in an instant?"

"Indeed, if this substance can be changed from water to stone, can it also be changed from stone to water? Wouldn't it be that if buildings were like flowing water, the houses would collapse with it?"

"Mr. Thirteen, this thing is solidified by water. Is it solid? It won't be as fragile as paper and break at the touch, right?"

The ministers gathered around Ying Heng, talking about the matter in a buzzing voice. It was their first time witnessing the wonders of concrete, and they were filled with surprise, curiosity, and doubt.

Just when the last person questioned its durability, Ying Heng just completed the catalysis.

He secretly tested it with his true Qi, and even without using the power of a celestial being, it was difficult to shake the solid structure of the concrete.

He secretly admired that the gift from the system was indeed extraordinary. Cement could be made into top-grade concrete without any additional processing. Ying Heng smiled and looked at Meng Yi. It was he who had raised the question of whether this thing was fragile.

Ying Heng replied: "Mr. Meng, if you are curious about its texture, you may try it yourself, but be careful not to hurt yourself."

Meng Yi was immediately dissatisfied: "When I followed Your Majesty to fight on the battlefield, the pile of souls killed by your sword was higher than two floors. Could it be that I would be hurt by this small model in front of me?"

"Look at my punch! Hey! Ha!!"

"Ouch~~~!"

"Hissssssss~~!!"

“It hurts, it hurts, it hurts~!!”

Meng Yi threw a punch, then quickly retracted it, covering his hand, jumping up and down and shouting in pain. His face was filled with agony and tears were almost bursting out.

Everyone burst into laughter.

However, some people also became suspicious. Wang Ben stared at Meng Yi in confusion: "Old Meng, you are not acting with the second son of Ji, are you? After all, you have a criminal record!"

Meng Yi's face flushed red, he endured the pain, tears welling up in his eyes.

Hearing this, he was about to lose his temper, but suddenly an idea came to him.

I can’t let me suffer alone, Wang Ben, let’s see where you can hide!
So, as soon as Wang Ben finished speaking, Meng Yi immediately began his real performance.

The look of pain disappeared in an instant, replaced by the embarrassment of being exposed.

His face showed three parts of embarrassment, three parts of anger, three parts of hesitation, and one part of real pain, because it was too painful to be completely disguised.

Ying Heng caught a glimpse of Meng Yi's subtle expression and laughed in his heart, this old man is up to something again.

Sure enough, when Wang Ben saw this, he immediately realized that his guess was correct and laughed out loud.

"Hahaha, I knew you were lying, and you're still pretending! How hard can something made from a mixture of water and stone powder be?"

"Watch me, I'll smash it to pieces with one punch!"

After saying that, Wang Ben rolled up his sleeves and threw a punch at the concrete hut with great force!
boom!
A metallic collision sound was heard, and Wang Ben felt a piercing pain coming from his palm.

In an instant, his face turned pale and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back!
He was stunned, thinking that even when he practiced boxing with a 500-year-old tree, he had never seen anything so hard!
Wang Ben felt like crying but had no tears. At this moment, he understood why Meng Yi had such an expression just now.

However, he also realized in an instant that he had been tricked by Meng Yi.

Then he turned around, smiled, and said to everyone in a relaxed manner:

"Nothing more than that!"

“Wang, I don’t want to use too much force, otherwise, with that punch just now, this fake house would have turned into a pile of fragments!”

"It's not easy for Master Jian to build this thing. If you are interested, you can try it. But be careful not to break it."

After saying that, Wang Ben walked to the back of the crowd. Only Ying Heng noticed that Wang Ben's right arm was trembling and hanging weakly, as if he could no longer lift it.

Ying Heng raised the corner of his mouth slightly, Haha, with your mortal body, you want to shake the concrete without using your true energy?
Make your own way!

Afterwards, Meng Tian, ​​Feng Quji, Dong Zhongshu and others tried it one after another. Each of them grimaced in pain and cursed Meng Yi and Wang Ben for being bad guys.

This thing is so hard that if you hit it with all your strength, the house may be fine, but your hand will definitely be broken!

Everyone's performance aroused the First Emperor's curiosity, and finally, he could not hold back.

(End of this chapter)