Under One Person: One Person Goes

Chapter 188 Magnetic Field Martial Arts·Radio

"You are Nikolas Tesla?!"

Wang Yi, who was converting his magnetic field into alternating current to power his residence, looked at the thin and energetic old man standing up in front of him. It was hard to associate him with the great scientist Tesla.

It's not that he didn't know about this person, but how can I put it? In the Republic of China, the news was blocked and it was impossible to find out. When he arrived in New York, Tesla had already entered the unknown period of his old age. God knows where he was doing research. Moreover, he only needed to have some skills in the martial art of human magnetic field. He would come up with a complete system of human magnetic field practice when times were peaceful. His current task was to make money, learn technology, and accumulate capital.

But he did not expect that the Behemoth consortium would actually invite a scientific master like Tesla to understand the principles of his human magnetic field martial arts, and even let him accompany them. He was almost seventy years old, but he still traveled a long way and took a plane with a bunch of young people. He was really bold.

"If you don't know any other Nikolas Tesla, yes, I am that Nikolas Tesla."

"The Behemoth Foundation even invited you, why did they come to me?"

"Because I need you, and you need me, too. I know you exist, and I know which country you come from, and the connection between you and me, to use the expression of your country, is..."

Tesla coughed dryly and spoke another sentence in broken Chinese.

"Wang Yi, I can help you go one step further."

But to Wang Yi it was translated as: Wang Yi, I want you to help me practice!

Wang Yi had a strange look on his face as he looked at the great scientist in front of him. For a moment he couldn't understand what this guy was thinking.

Tesla didn't care about the way Wang Yi was looking at him. He had been regarded as a mad scientist for so many years, and he was used to such looks. Looking at the residence where the power was restored by Wang Yi, he continued to speak.

"It's a very stable voltage. What volts do you control it at?"

"220 volts, isn't this the standard household voltage?"

"Household voltage standard?"

Tesla was stumped by Wang Yi's question, because at that time, the voltage standard in the United States was still at 110 volts due to the development of tungsten filament bulbs, and 220 volts was not needed at all. But who was Tesla? He was a master in the field of alternating current. He guessed a lot of things from Wang Yi's words. He looked at Wang Yi in front of him as if he was looking at a rare treasure.

The king felt uncomfortable all over.

"Tell me, what is your understanding of gravity and electromagnetism? Remote sensing radar, radio transmission, image generation..."

Nouns popped out of Tesla's mouth one after another, and Wang Yi's expression narrowed as the scientific master uttered nouns one after another.

Because every word this big guy said hit the mark in Wang Yi's heart. Magnetic field radar, generating images by distorting light... These are all methods he developed when using the human body's magnetic field, and they all correspond to the nouns Tesla said at this time.

Wang Yi's reaction also made Tesla certain that the other party really understood these things. Even if he didn't know the operating principles, he could use them.

"It seems you know this, Mr. Wang. I don't know why you agreed to Behemoth's invitation to come to the United States, but I know you need me. Here, you will truly understand the power you hold. I am waiting for you to give me an answer."

Tesla did not continue speaking, but opened the door by himself, walked to the door opposite Wang Yi's residence, took out the key from his pocket, opened the door, left Wang Yi with an unfathomable back, and then closed it.

He is not like Wang Yi and Qian Bo, who are energetic and extraordinary people. A 71-year-old old man has been traveling with Wang Yi and others from New York to Montgomery and back again in the past few days. The mental excitement cannot replace the physical fatigue.

If he wasn't eager to make contact, he wouldn't be waiting here for Wang Yi, and he also got the answer he wanted from Wang Yi, and that was enough.

Looking at the closed door outside the corridor, Wang Yi raised his eyebrows, closed the door, sat on the sofa and continued to use himself as a battery to supply power to his residence which had temporarily lost power. After a few minutes, Wang Yi also felt that the power supply to his residence had been restored to normal, and then he stopped.

I took out a bottle of Coke from the refrigerator, sat on the sofa and thought about what Tesla said before he left.

"To truly master electromagnetic force and magnetic field... it's very tempting. Now I have a reason to stay in the United States and do something."

Silent all night.

The next day, there was a knock on Wang Yi's door. When he opened the door, he saw Tesla, who looked refreshed after a good sleep, standing at his door. Next to him was Qian Bo, the head of the Behemoth Group.

"plz follow me."

Qian Bol didn't say much, just said one sentence and went downstairs. Wang Yi was also very interested in what this great scientist and the Behemoth Foundation had prepared for him throughout the night.

The old man and the young man went downstairs, got in the car, and under the drive of Chamberlain, they arrived at Fifth Avenue in New York. Here, Wang Yi also saw the unfinished Empire State Building.

Under the guidance of Qian Bo, Wang Yi and Tesla came to an unremarkable building that looked very much like a factory. Wang Yi also noticed that this factory-like building had signs of fire.

But as soon as he got off the car, Wang Yi also let out a light exclamation.

Because as a practitioner of magnetic field martial arts, he can feel the fluctuations of the magnetic field in this building.

"This used to be my laboratory. In 1895, a fire burned down everything here. Since then, this place has nothing to do with me."

"Two days ago, the Behemoth Consortium bought this place and, in accordance with Mr. Tesla's request, purchased new research equipment for him to continue his research."

Qian Boer explained on the side, and Wang Yi looked at Tesla, waiting for him to state his request.

"I want to continue my research in radio. You can help me, and I can help you really master radio through electromagnetism."

"Isn't radio technology already in use?"

"But through you, I can go further in radio research, and for you, you may be able to achieve ubiquitous capabilities by mastering radio."

Tesla's words moved Wang Yi.

Because Wang Yi has been thinking about a problem. Although he can use the identity of John Wick to take advantage of the Great Depression in the United States next year to make a fortune, and then run away with the capital and return to China to make plans. But this raises another question. Before the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War, it was fine. He had enough time to travel back and forth between the Republic of China and the United States, but what about after the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War?
His focus must be on the Republic of China, so he naturally has no time to care about the United States. As for Winston, his partner, can he really trust him? Wang Yi doesn't want to gamble, nor does he want to give away the mainland hotel that has been a thorn in the side of the United States after running a business with great difficulty and taking root in the United States.

In addition to this, the Republic of China will turn the local war of resistance into an all-out war. Not to mention the frontal battlefield of the army, it will also be a battlefield between aliens, all over China. Even if you master the golden escape and shrinking the earth into an inch, even if you have strong true Qi, you can still replenish it through the Qi of heaven and earth.

But the life level is there. Although I practice magnetic field martial arts, my body is not the body of a magnetic field madman after all. It's okay to travel thousands of miles back and forth once or twice, but if I come more than ten times a day, I will fall into a puddle without the opponent making a move. But if I can master the principles of radio and use myself as a base station, I can transmit sound even if I am thousands of miles away, and even fight in the air, which saves a lot of effort.

It will also allow the relatively loose alliance of aliens formed under the all-out war of resistance to be completely united, rather than having each of them fight individually while maintaining this alliance.

In Wang Yi's opinion, the reason why many schools of aliens were cut off in the war against the invasion was that the times had changed and the communication methods were lacking, which led to many schools of aliens being defeated in their own small territory. Although the Wang family's divine painting and the secret painting of the secret painting sect also had the function of transmitting messages over a thousand miles, they pale in comparison to the technology of radio.

And now Tesla told himself that his magnetic field martial arts could actually enable Wang Yi to master the operating principles of radio through the human body. How could Wang Yi not be excited?

"You have certainly got me interested Mr. Tesla, but I'd love to know how you can help me."

"First, let me see how much power you have mastered through electromagnetic force."

With that, Tesla took the lead and ran towards the laboratory that once belonged to him. It was really hard to imagine that this great scientist could walk so fast at the age of 71. Wang Yi and Qian Bo were amazed, but they immediately followed the old man's pace and entered the Tesla laboratory, which was still relatively empty for the time being.

Upon entering this laboratory covering an area of ​​nearly 10,000 square meters, Wang Yi's first impression was that it was empty. After all, it was an empty shell when the Behemoth Foundation bought it, and it was impossible to gather all the newly purchased research equipment in a short time. Wang Yi also saw that the source of the magnetic field that made his magnetic field martial arts respond was a hundred telegraph machines in a circle.

There was a staff member in front of each telegraph machine, pressing the keys to generate electrical signals in a uniform rhythm. These electrical signals were sent out from the telegraph machine, intersected in the air, and turned into an invisible magnetic field.

Wang Yi knew without thinking that this must have been the work of the crazy scientist Tesla.

Turning his head, Wang Yi saw the crazy scientist Tesla staring at him. Seeing this, Wang Yi said nothing more and walked straight to the center of the circle of hundreds of telegraph machines.

The human body's magnetic field operates quietly, and the invisible magnetic field qi is released, capturing the electrical signals and magnetic fields formed around itself.

During this process, Qian Bo, as a witness, watched Wang Yi's operations with a skeptical attitude until night fell.

Outside the Tesla laboratory on Fifth Avenue in New York, Wang Yi, who had been used as a guinea pig by Tesla for a whole day, felt refreshed because he had gained a lot in the Tesla laboratory that day.

"I believe you now, Professor Tesla. I am waiting for your good news."

"Me too, Wang Yi."

Standing at the door of the laboratory, Tesla had an excited look on his face, in contrast to Chamblee's look of disbelief.

Because he witnessed a miracle with his own eyes that day: Wang Yi, who was at the center of a hundred telegraph machines, was able to receive the electrical signals sent by the telegraph machines with his human body, and by comparing with the code book, he was able to translate them into words.

This means that in front of Wang Yi, as long as he wants, he can intercept the telegram at will, or even prevent the telegram from being sent. If Wang Yi happens to have a code book in his hand, then the information conveyed through this code book will be open and transparent to Wang Yi, and there will be no secrets at all.

How is this possible?
Qian Boer couldn't figure it out, so he could only stand next to Tesla and watch Wang Yi, who had reaped a lot of rewards, disappear into the crowd.

"Sure enough, he can really do it. Go back and tell your Behemoth director that I need funding." Watching Wang Yi disappear in the crowd, Tesla slowly calmed down his excitement, looked at Qian Bol who had not yet come to his senses, and stated his request.

"How many."

"One million dollars!"

"This is not a small amount of money. It requires a meeting of the board of directors to discuss it. Professor Tesla, what are you going to do with this million?"

"Rebuilding Wardenclyffe Tower."
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Wang Yi didn't know how much stimulation his action had brought to Tesla and Qian Bo, but for himself, he was quite happy as he had mastered a new skill. Although this new skill was not yet mature, he had a big boss leading him, so he just needed to continue to develop this talent.

Once he was in a good mood, he would go and inspect his work as John Wick's boss.

In Brooklyn, in the office manager's office of the former Irish mafia territory, now renamed the Continental Hotel, Winston, who is wearing glasses and has become the agent of Wang Yi John Wick, is handling various affairs of the Continental Hotel.

In a week's time, with the money left by the Irish gang paving the way and Wang Yi's heartfelt words during his previous visit, the prototype of the Mainland Hotel gradually got on track.

A new batch of bootleg liquor without any water is about to be brewed. At Wang Yi's request, it is pasted with cloud patterns and printed with the word "Everywhere", and is also packaged in beautiful bottles.

Winston looked at the newly brewed sample wine. It turned out that while the taste was similar, the advantages in appearance and trademark made Winston feel that the taste was much better.

"You seem to like the brand name and logo I designed, Winston."

In the office, Wang Yi appeared in front of Winston silently, and Winston, who had already seen Wang Yi's mysterious methods, was not scared.

Because he knew that as long as Wang Yi wanted, it would only take time for those gangs in the underground world to be wiped out. Winston couldn't think of any means these gangs could use to deal with Wang Yi, an alien who could not be killed by bullets.

"Mr. Wick, you know, these are the steps to brewing wine, and because of Prohibition, many factories that were originally engaged in this field were forced to close down. New York has no shortage of good winemakers. When the taste is similar, everyone likes wine with beautiful packaging, but isn't this a bit too ostentatious?"

"Haven't we already given notice at the police station?"

“But we’re not the only ones doing this business in New York.”

"That's even better. If someone really wants to trip me up in this regard, I don't mind getting more sponsorship for our hotel."

“That’s true, but how to sell these wines at a good price and make customers like our wines is not my area of ​​expertise.”

"So we do need a good manager, right?"

"Yes, Mr. Wick."

Winston stood there, waiting for Wang Yi to give instructions.

Wang Yi looked at the clock on the wall. It was only eight o'clock in the evening. After thinking for a while, he asked Winston.

"Does that manager have parties every night?"

“It’s open every night, and no invitation is required.”

"Well, get in your car and let's go meet the manager."

"Yes, Mr. Wick."

Wang Yi, in a good mood, also got into Winston's car and drove towards the West Egg district of Long Island, New York.

(End of this chapter)