Wang Xuance bringing people over also gave Yuan Tiangang a reason to be lenient.
The old man, covered in scabs, went to the research institute's administrative office building.
He had no recourse against Fang Er and Sun Simiao.
The only way he could think of to prove he was still sane was to create some commotion.
Half an hour later, in the dean's office, Motorola was beaten into a pulp by him.
Then, under his coercion, the whole institute's broadcast was opened.
"Yuan, Yuan Zhenren, you, you're done..."
Motorola stammered, then quickly retreated to the side.
"Good boy, stand aside and watch!"
Yuan Tiangang nodded with satisfaction, then casually picked up the microphone and tapped it twice.
Instantly, the loudspeakers in every corner of the research institute blared to life.
"Bang, bang, bang..."
"Hello, hello, hello..."
"Ah, it really makes a sound..."
"Well, I am Yuan Tiangang, the Master of Miracles. Recently, I've had some insights in my cultivation, so I plan to give a sermon within the institute!"
"The time will be set for six in the evening, and the location will be the institute's plaza!"
"..."
He rambled on, essentially saying that he was powerful and everyone had to listen, or they would regret it for the rest of their lives.
In Research Institute No. 3, Fang Er was stunned by the commotion.
What the hell!
What did this old geezer want to do?
He was actually going to give a sermon?
Just the other day, he had been adamantly telling him to believe in science, but now he was doing this?
Talking about Taoist theology to a group of materialist scientists?
Was he kidding?
But since old Yuan had already made the announcement, Fang Er couldn't really stop him. So, he decided to wait patiently.
He wanted to see what he would come up with.
Meanwhile, people in various research labs stopped their work and listened to the broadcast with bated breath.
The native Han people, like Shen Kuo and Song Yingxing, had some understanding of Taoism.
They were surprised by what Yuan Tiangang said, but they didn't react much.
The Western big shots, on the other hand, became excited.
They didn't know much about Yuan Tiangang, only that he was an explosives enthusiast.
But they knew Sun Simiao!
At ninety years old, he could still fight vigorously, even taking on a group of people single-handedly. To them, this was a miracle!
And he and Yuan Tiangang came from the same Taoist sect. Rumor had it that Yuan Tiangang was even older than him.
This was the miracle brought about by Taoist cultivation methods!
"Oh my god, I'm going back to burn incense and bathe!"
"Don't rush, I'll go back with you!"
"Me too!"
"The bomb master is actually giving a sermon. It seems necessary to go and listen. I've hit a bottleneck recently, and I wonder if I can gain some inspiration!"
"Let's all go together. We can put aside our current projects for now, it won't make a difference."
In the various research labs, countless people streamed out, heading towards the dormitories.
By evening, the plaza was filled with people.
Yuan Tiangang, with his hands behind his back, walked onto the pre-arranged high platform.
He turned, faced the crowd, and calmly sat down cross-legged.
The platform was positioned to the west. From the audience's perspective, the setting sun, not yet fully gone, was behind his head.
Bathed in the sunset, Yuan Tiangang's entire body was golden, as mysterious as a descending deity.
The sunset glow in the sky, tinged with purple, looked incredibly magnificent.
Only his shiny bald head was slightly out of place.
Fang Er sat in the distance, and seeing this extremely ostentatious display, he wished he could blurt out the incident where he lost control of his bowels.
Damn it!
He was so showy!
Sun Simiao also twitched his mouth imperceptibly at the sight.
This old geezer was even resorting to stage tricks...
Shameless!
The audience below didn't scrutinize it closely, they only felt the scene was very mysterious and solemn!
Yuan Tiangang, after sitting down, calmed himself for a moment and then began to recite a passage from the Tao Te Ching.
"The Tao that can be told is not the eternal Tao!"
"The name that can be named is not the eternal name!"
"..."
"The Tao gives birth to One, One gives birth to Two, Two gives birth to Three, Three gives birth to all things!"
"All things carry Yin and embrace Yang, Harmonizing them through the Ch'i."
He read from the first chapter to the forty-second chapter before stopping and looking at the crowd.
"Everyone!"
"Who knows the meaning of these last two sentences?"
The entire audience was silent.
Those who understood didn't know what he was playing at, so no one spoke.
As for those who didn't understand, even if they wanted to speak, they didn't know how to explain.
The atmosphere turned awkward...
"Alas..."
"It seems I'll have to help this old immortal out of a bind!"
Sun Simiao shook his head with a smile, then exerted force with his right foot and leaped up.
He jumped directly onto the platform, which was nearly two meters high.
This feat was not only difficult for a ninety-year-old man but also for a robust young person!
Unless they were specifically trained for it.
Therefore, this scene completely stunned the audience below!
"Holy cow!"
"My God!"
"A true master! Zhenren Sun is indeed a true master!"
"Chinese Kung Fu! Chinese Kung Fu!"
"The legends are true, China is full of hidden talents!"
"Oh my god, I want to become a disciple, I want to learn Kung Fu..."
Yuan Tiangang's old face instantly darkened.
Was this guy trying to steal his thunder?
But thinking about how Sun Simiao had seen him make a fool of himself that morning, he didn't dare to be assertive.
He could only weakly say, "Fellow Daoist Sun, could you leave me some face?"
Sun Simiao grinned, pulled a whisk from his back, and flicked it casually, resting it on his arm, adopting the posture of a wise elder.
"Fellow Daoist Yuan, I'm here to complement you..."
Yuan Tiangang was stunned for a moment, then immediately understood. "Good, good, good!"
Sun Simiao nodded with a smile, turned to face all the spectators.
"The Tao gave birth to One."
"One gave birth to Yin and Yang."
"Yin and Yang gave birth to the harmonious, pure, and turbid three energies, dividing into Heaven, Earth, and Man."
"Heaven, Earth, and Man together gave birth to all things. Heaven bestowed, Earth transformed, and Man nurtured them."
"..."
He carefully explained that passage from the Tao Te Ching and then looked at Yuan Tiangang.
"Fellow Daoist, is my interpretation correct?"
Yuan Tiangang smiled and reached out, habitually stroking his chin. However, his chin was completely smooth now, which was rather awkward!
"Hahaha, Fellow Daoist Sun's understanding of the Tao is truly profound!"
"However, I have gained new insights into these matters recently!"
Saying this, he turned to look at the audience.
"I hear that those of you who deal with electricity and magnetism also have two poles."
"This is the true way of the Tao!"
"In this world, it's not just electricity and magnetism; all things are divided into Yin and Yang."
"Only when Yin and Yang are in harmony can new things be created."
"The two poles of electromagnetism and the Yin and Yang of Taoism are actually interconnected."
"And this can be applied to all research."
"Oxygen is Yang, hydrogen is Yin. With just a spark, they can combust!"
"Man is Yang, woman is Yin. With a matchmaker's string, it leads to the great way of reproduction."
"Tea is Yang, water is Yin. With temperature as the medium, a cup of mellow and lingering tea can be brewed."
"C4 is Yin, the detonator is Yang. With a single touch, it can cause the earth to shake!"
"..."
He spoke for a full half hour about his theory of Yin and Yang.
At first, some were dismissive, but as they listened, they became solemn.
Even Fang Er was greatly astonished.
It seemed...
This old geezer's words, upon closer inspection, actually made sense?