Smashing a stainless steel basin should definitely be enough for them to use for a very, very long time.
Fu Qingjun continually organized his thoughts, sitting on the high platform,
"In this impartation of knowledge, it will be divided into three categories: medicine, weapons, and machinery. Every century, one will be taught!"
"In this vast land, all tribes of mortal beings may come to listen."
The beings below listened intently and seriously to each word.
"The first teaching is the way of medicine."
Fu Qingjun had a serious expression, not expecting to ever become a teacher, especially since their ant civilization was too simplistic, requiring much foundational knowledge for development.
In the first century, Fu Qingjun taught them anatomy, the skeletal structure of organisms.
The heart, blood, bones, brain, skin... the functions of various organs, providing them with the most basic physiological structure knowledge in medicine, allowing them a better foundational understanding in their martial practice.
The more they listened, the more horrified they became.
"Ah!"
"Breathing, so that's how it works! No wonder I pant heavily!"
"Blood, it turns out, is the liquid that transports energy throughout the body!"
"Are all these true? Bones, blood... our bodies are truly so complex, intricately refined to such an unbelievable extent?"
"Great and eternal! Praise to the lord of all things! Praise to Amiro, who created the world and all things! What tremendous power this is!!"
They gazed at the anatomical diagrams, inevitably marveling at life as the most magnificent creation in the world.
They even dissected a captive enemy black ant, a group of Grandmasters researched inside, continuously pulling out tendons and blood, clicking their tongues in wonder.
Fu Qingjun watched with a tingling scalp.
A primitive tribal era without morals, ethics, and rules, where might reigns supreme and human life is treated carelessly, is a barbaric time.
In the second century.
Fu Qingjun brought forth a knife-shaped copper coin of Yin Ruins style, and since high temperatures couldn't be used for melting, Fu Qingjun taught them to use their fists to forge, hammering out knives, spears, sticks, poles, then sharpening them.
They were so happy they danced with joy, their fists turned swollen even broken, yet they delighted in it.
After countless frenzied hammerings, they forged the bronze weapons just like that.
Fu Qingjun watched this scene, secretly frightened.
At the same time, he noticed their blood quickly staunched itself, their recovery speed was many times faster than ordinary people.
Fu Qingjun pondered, is this the God-Breaking Realm?
It's simply like a super regenerative gecko, deservedly regarded as the earth's strongest martial realm, at martial peaks, vitality and spirit overflowing, lively as a dragon and ferocious tiger, bone fractures recovering in just a few days, no wonder that fellow earlier could take bullet shots indifferently...
As long as they aren't killed, they can recover.
It seems their fights, as long as limbs aren't severed, can all recover fully.
"Presumably, many Martial Arts Grandmasters got captured alive and then dissected by enemy scientists, used in various human experiments, raised like regenerating meat pigs," Fu Qingjun got goosebumps, "Perhaps, in this World War, because experiments can be crazily conducted, the technology tree studying life structures is likely more terrifying than imagined."
But he thought a lot, calmly addressing those below:
"What I've taught you to forge are the most basic weapons."
Fu Qingjun sat on the ground, patiently instructing these primitive tribal beings: "Since they're not your own body, using them will feel unfamiliar, you need continuous practice and research to wield these weapons skillfully."
"So that's how it is, teacher, we understand."
They respectfully sat below, continuously listening.
Third century, Fu Qingjun provided them with basic schematics for bow and crossbow manufacturing.
Unfortunately, he was not proficient in such matters, only able to sketch the simplest principle similar to a slingshot, hoping they could use this to develop cold weapon machinery technology.
Fourth century, the sky began to brighten.
"Until we meet again, we shall see each other once more."
Fu Qingjun stood up, ready to leave, then smiled: "Bow and crossbow, commonly have three basic forces! The first is spring, but it's rather intricate and difficult to forge."
Fu Qingjun knelt down, drawing the structure of a spiral spring.
"Teacher, this spring isn't complicated," they said.
Fu Qingjun didn't argue, how could I compare with you guys, the humanoid muscle blacksmith machines?
Ants are innately powerful, coupled with their cultivation...
"The second bow and crossbow uses the bow body for force, crafted with elastic iron bows, fitted with inelastic strings."
"The third bow and crossbow uses the bowstring for force, with an inelastic bow body, the string is elastic, it can be rubber bands, I can trade rubber bands with you... And another kind of string is animal tendons."
"Of course, the forces described can all be assembled autonomously."
"Animal tendons?" Odyssey asked in surprise.
"Yes, you've already seen the diagrams, some beings have strong tendons in their bodies," Fu Qingjun nodded.
Many ancient powerful crossbows were forged with animal tendons.
And this world cultivates martial arts, unlocking body potentials, strengthening tendons and bones... Then these animal tendons, which could be called demon tendons, might not be even more resilient?
"I see," Odyssey reflected thoughtfully.
Fu Qingjun nodded, "I will remain in this lower world for a time, and meanwhile, I'll continuously supply you with certain materials... but in exchange, you need to forge large crossbows for me."
They nodded, every muscular devil man, full of reverence, sat lined up on the ground like schoolchildren, unable to resist speaking cautiously, "As great as you, who can travel through each world, how many such beings exist?"
"Worlds and civilizations, brilliant like the stars!"
Fu Qingjun thought about it, solemnly told the tiny ants on the table, "Outsider gods like myself, travelers through countless worlds, naturally, there are many."
"Outsider gods?" they were shocked, "Teacher, are you a god?"
"Powerful creatures all qualify to be termed gods, when capable of destroying a world, causing sufficient destruction, for lower creatures, we are no different from gods... yet we are not True Gods, not a manifestation of the universal rules, we have our own thoughts and selfish motives."
Fu Qingjun briefly said, "All this is merely ignorant creatures' fear of us... merely the term used by people."
They held their breath, faces filled with longing.
God!
Could they become gods themselves?
Roaming through countless worlds, traversing endless civilizations?
"May I ask, beyond God-Breaking, is there a realm? How does one break through?" they promptly inquired.
"Above naturally lies the fourth realm, those who understand naturally know, if unaware, it's inconvenient to inform you..."
Fu Qingjun laughed, "You should know, racial gradient leaps are reliant on yourselves, this is bound by the grand will."
"You are very unique, beings with such small bodies are at the base of all things, inherently unqualified for enlightenment, yet you possess wisdom... hence I pay attention to you."
They held their breath.
"But you must be cautious, we are also creatures, many outsider gods have selfish desires, some are extremely evil, attacking, plundering, destroying everything... some disguise as True Gods, coming into lower worlds to seek their worship..." Fu Qingjun softly said.
"Not all outsider gods are truly benevolent."
Upon hearing, they secretly rejoiced, fortunately encountering a benevolent outsider god for equivalent exchange, otherwise this world might face destruction.