The self-cultivation of the passer-by hero

"This is how we think about it. Open the 'passage' to the moon from Gensokyo, and then Takeya and you take Youmu from the ground? Takeya, why do you look so bad all of a sudden?"

Yakumo Purple talked about her perfect plan. Perhaps in her opinion, this was a seamless solution, and it was indeed the case.

As early as a thousand years ago during the Lunar War, Yakumo Murasaki had played with the realm of illusion and reality, transforming the moon reflected in the lake into a channel for invasion. Thousands of years later, she was just doing it again.

The Yakumo Purple plan is extremely feasible, but it has to exclude one thing, and that is the part that Takeya is responsible for.

"I can not do it."

This was the first thing Takeya said when he came back from his daze.

"how?"

Yakumo Zi frowned:

"Wu Ye is unwilling to help?"

"no."

Looking at Yakumo Murasaki who never breathed a lot but could still scare people to death, Takeya said with a dark face:

"Anyway, let me build a rocket. You think too highly of me, don't you?"

"Don't underestimate yourself, we have always been very optimistic about you Takeya."

"Thank you very much, but the Rockets will never do it."

"Takeya, this is not a question of whether you can do it, but whether you are willing to do it!"

"It's no use even if you use such cool lines to motivate me! What can't be done just can't be done!"

Takeya's tone was as stubborn as a cow. No matter what Yakumo Zi said, he refused to let go. Of course, this was natural. After all, as an "ordinary person", he knew exactly how much he was capable of.

It feels like you have been chopping firewood with an ax in the mountains all your life, and then suddenly one day someone asks you to prepare to go to the universe to fight an interstellar war tomorrow——

Only ghosts can do it!

"Why are you so resistant Takeya? Is it difficult to get a rocket over here?"

"This is not a question of whether it is difficult or not. Do you really know what a rocket is?"

If he hadn't known that the monster in front of him had been to the outside world before, Takeru would have really wanted to take some data and tell her what "cannot be done" in front of her:

"First of all, I don't know how to use rockets at all. Secondly, I have never seen a real rocket. Finally, I have never heard of anyone who can make such a thing by himself!"

"is it hard?"

"Nonsense! If you ask me to make you a water rocket powered by Mentos and Coke, it's okay. If you want to say that it can go to the sky, why don't you go to the sky?"

"In other words, the problem is the rocket itself, right?"

"Did you know that?"

Takeru was speechless for a while. God is wise. It seems that Yakumo Purple has finally found the key to the problem. The previous idea of ​​the other party was too simple.

The plan formulated by Yakumo Murasaki is no different from the three steps of putting an elephant into a refrigerator, building a rocket, putting Youmu in it, and then sending the rocket to the moon. Are you treating me like God?

"All right."

Yakumo Shizuo relaxed, and Zaiwu thought she had finally reacted and wanted to understand his hardships, but in the next second, her words made his eyes darken again:

"Then since the problem is the rocket, that means you can't borrow the rocket, Takeya?"

"Dream on! If I have this ability, why should I study?"

"Then, can't you buy it?"

"Of course! I don't even have the money to rent a house for Youmu. Where can I get the money to buy a rocket?"

"In that case, Takeya, why don't you make one yourself?"

"Haha, if you can find a guy who can make a rocket single-handedly, you can put me in it and shoot it to the moon."

Rolling his eyes for a while, Wu Ya simply threw away his words, kicked his legs and ignored the matter.

"Yeah?"

Takeya's confidence was so confident that Yakumo Purple almost considered the feasibility of her plan. If Takeya had told her this one day earlier -

"You really think no one can do it?"

So a minute later, in the basement of the Scarlet Devil Mansion, in the immobile Great Library, the powerful magician Miss Patchouli Noreki slapped Takeya in the face without hesitation——

"Okay, isn't it just a rocket, is it difficult?"

With a calm and unhurried temperament, ignoring Takeya who was in a gray-white petrified state and the triumphant Yakumo Murasaki in front of her, Patchouli pulled out a drawing from the bottom of the stack of books that could cover the entire desktop:

"Here, I've already designed it, and I can make it when the materials arrive."

"."

Do you dare to be more awesome? Takeru bowed forward in frustration and lowered his head to Patchouli with tears streaming down his face.

"Thank you so much."

Yakumo Purple's eyes swept over the drawings. Although she didn't understand the manufacturing process of rockets, she always had a keen eye based on her wisdom accumulated over time.

She turned her eyes from the drawings to Takeya with satisfaction, and said with a smile:

"Wu Ye, do you have any objections now? We have already solved the most troublesome part for you."

".etc."

Although he felt that he had no way out, Wu Ya still wanted to struggle one last time. He pointed at Patchouli's rocket blueprint and questioned:

"Are you sure this thing can really fly to the moon?"

Of course it is impossible for Takeya to know the manufacturing process of rockets, but fortunately there are some markings on this drawing that he can understand, such as the Arabic numerals used to mark the dimensions.

After scanning the data on the drawing, Wu Ye simply calculated it in his mind, and then made gestures with his hands:

"Wait a minute, can you fly a fifteen-meter rocket into the atmosphere?"

"Hmph, please don't use your meager knowledge to measure my level, okay?"

Patchouli glanced at Wuye with disdain and said calmly:

"With the materials that can be collected in Gensokyo, this level is enough."

"Are you sure you won't be turned into black carbon by the atmosphere when you fly out? Is the heat resistance enough?"

"The Eternal Pavilion has been burned so many times by that Penglai man. Have you ever seen it burned?"

"Then are you sure that the rocket won't fall apart when it flies out? This has to go up to the sky."

"Hmph, as long as you attach my magic, you can launch the entire Scarlet Devil Mansion into space without any problem."

"What about fuel? Where do you find fuel to fly into space?"

"Isn't there a Hellcrow that can only fuse nuclear fusion in the old hell? Just ask her to help."

"...Well, I lost."

If Yakumo Murasaki made herself speechless with a plan as difficult as climbing to the sky, then Patchouli was already standing in the sky and she could no longer speak. Takeru, who had completely shut up, could only choose to look up at these people silently. High-end players.

"I admit it, you guys are amazing, just tell me what you want me to do."

"It's very simple, Takeya, you only have one thing to do, and that's to be responsible for bringing the rocket we made to the outside world so that Youmu can sit on it."

Seeing Takeya who looked defeated, Yakumo Zi was full of complacency, and then she said amazingly:

"In other words, we need you, Takeya, to truly master this ability to cross barriers."