"So, what will happen in the future?"
A calm voice came from outside the workshop. Lian Xuanyao stepped in, and everyone in the workshop bowed in greeting.
Lian Xuanyao nonchalantly waved his hand, resting it on the airplane's skin, and said softly, "In less than five years, we already have Spiritual Energy Locomotives that can carry millions of pounds and airplanes that can keep up with Cloud Patrol Realm cultivators. In another ten years, twenty years, fifty years, the creations of Natural Science will become more numerous, more diverse. The role of cultivators will also become increasingly minor."
Ou Zhiyuan and the other students exchanged glances, not understanding the meaning of his words.
The Mountain Master removed his hand from the airplane's skin and said to Li Ang, "Come with me."
The two left the workshop and walked towards Chuiyun Lake.
