Limitless Data.
Finally, it was replaced by the Yin-Yang symbol. An ancient Eight Trigrams symbol symbolizes the information only comprehensible to Chen Ang. The calculations evolve. Chen Ang underwent a complete shift in his thinking mode, originating from modern times. Earth's mathematical system gradually gave way to the Givin's mathematical system and the fuzzy algorithm of The Book of Changes.
In his mind, the torrent of data represented by Arabic numerals gave way to several evolving symbolic representations. If Chen Ang could only use simple data to reflect an object's attributes, then his data representation of the object has reached new heights.
Gazing at the scattered old parts before him, they were no longer defined by simple data points like length, width, height, quality, and density. Instead, they took on a more complex symbolism of attributes, encompassing causality, time, and space, dictated by the Yin-Yang. It was a fusion of a simple and complex formula.
The advancement in mathematical algorithms may not offer immediate benefits to Chen Ang, but it profoundly influences his growth. Earth's simplistic mathematics allows scientists to gain deep insights into the world and deconstruct reality.
With the more advanced mathematical system of the aliens, Chen Ang's path to understanding the world becomes smoother. His brain is akin to a computer with top-notch equipment finally meeting the software that suits it. Significant improvement.
"Hey, teacher, I heard the sandstorm outside brought a lot of debris. If we don't go soon, Jawa will scavenge it!" Anakin's distant voice approached rapidly. He ran up to Chen Ang, carrying a box almost as tall as himself. It was an amusing sight.
Chen Ang smiled, took the box behind him, and rose, saying, "Come, I'll show you something."
Anakin blinked, curious, "What?" He followed Chen Ang into a store and a hidden room where two pieces rested on a table, emitting metallic luster.
One resembled a triangular skateboard-like metal plate, slightly tilted forward, with an elegantly streamlined body. It resembled a silver eagle with wings spread out, radiating silver metal rays.
The other looked like a black matte handle, roughly the length of two palms, wrapped in a thin wire. Its matte body seemed unremarkable, but its shape hinted at danger.
"What is this?" Anakin looked at Chen Ang for an answer.
Chen Ang didn't respond immediately. He stood up, gently took the silver skateboard from the shelf, and a beep sounded. A thin silver light flashed on the skateboard, suspending it about three feet from the ground, shimmering in the dark.
He stepped onto the silver plate, and two red gravity beams firmly secured the soles of his feet to the surface, letting out a faint hum. Chen Ang exited the room, shooting into the sky, disappearing in the distance.
Excited, Anakin cheered, gazing out of the window. "Teacher, you're incredible!"
As Chen Ang flew back swiftly, Anakin cheered again. "This personal craft of yours is unlike anything on Tatooine. Compared to yours, their shuttles are slow and heavy. This is amazing, please teach me!"
Chen Ang leaped from the silver plate. His long hair, disheveled from the speed, pointed to the side, and the silver plate drifted past.
"It's called a silver disc. It's my custom single-person craft, featuring a flexible anti-gravity engine allowing intricate maneuvers. If you're skilled, it's more agile than the birds in the sky."
Raising his hand, Chen Ang didn't make any movements, yet he floated in the air on the silver disk. Suddenly, it burst into a silver light, turning into a phantom that glided silently through the room, like a smart swallow avoiding any debris without stirring up dust.
Anakin's face beamed with excitement, his voice trembling a bit, "It's too powerful, so agile! If I ride it, no one can catch me!"
This excitement fueled the aspiring pilot within him.
"The brainwave controller isn't efficient. It only works within a kilometer range, but I've added this!" Chen Ang rolled up his sleeve, revealing a silver armband. "The Quantum remote control can operate it within the planet, but with limited settings."
"Teacher, can I have one like this?" Anakin's eyes sparkled with anticipation. The silver disc had captivated him with its agility, speed, lightness, and maneuverability, and he saw it as the best craft on Tatooine.
"Unfortunately, Anakin, it's not suitable for you." Chen Ang shook his head, constrained by the materials at hand. Despite the aircraft reaching an advanced level, it still lacked perfection.
"Why?" Anakin looked down, dismayed and disappointed.
Chen Ang raised his hand, stowing away the silver disc, and handed Anakin a small, light brain. "The aircraft lacks a protective cover. The speed would expose you to intense winds; at the speed of sound, the wind could suffocate you. This is crucial information about the aircraft. I suggest you go back and reconsider your own craft."
Reaching for the black handle before him, Chen Ang's demeanor became more serious, even hesitant. After a brief pause, he finally picked up two handles and stood solemnly before Anakin.
Observing Chen Ang's demeanor, Anakin's reluctance towards the silver disc faded. He curiously eyed the two handles as Chen Ang pressed down, causing a light blade to emerge near the wire.
"A Lightsaber!" Anakin couldn't help but exclaim. This Jedi weapon was renowned across the galaxy. The fluorescent long sword symbolized power and ambition, striking fear in the dark forces and capturing the admiration of ordinary people.
Every child grew up hearing tales of Jedi and their dreams often revolved around owning a Lightsaber.
"This isn't a Lightsaber." Despite Anakin's anticipation, Chen Ang shattered his fantasies. "This is a modified Fusion Cutter."
The Fusion Cutter was a common tool in repair shops across the Galaxy, using a high-energy plasma beam to cut dense metals and durable materials. Although a dangerous tool, its limited beam length rendered it ineffective as a battlefield weapon.
However, the cutter in Chen Ang's hands was different. With a cutting beam nearly 50 centimeters long, it became a lethal weapon. In Chen Ang's hands, the invincible high-energy beam transformed into a terrifying killing weapon, supported by his martial skills.
In Chen Ang's hands, this weapon became lethally effective. He even devised a set of practical swordsmanship techniques, maximizing its lethal potential.
The flashing light blade, its potential for extreme damage, made Chen Ang's wrist tremble slightly. With swift movements like point, pick, wipe, and stab, the agile light blade resembled a silver star, flickering around Chen Ang, stunningly beautiful, yet dangerous and terrifying as the moving beam transformed into light and shadow.
Amidst the intense display, Anakin felt a stifling fear lurking beneath the glorious display, akin to a hidden silver needle. Tensing his body, he gazed fixedly at the dangerous sword technique.
Truly, it was the inherent gift of one naturally attuned to the Force. Sensing Anakin's instinctive alertness, Chen Ang acknowledged the danger hidden behind this beauty, admiring the innate qualities of a natural warrior. Despite his calm demeanor, the sword held a murderous intent, shrouded in secrecy.
Anakin sensed the solitude lurking beneath the radiance—a mark of a natural swordsman. Chen Ang tossed one handle aside, hands swaying. "Tomorrow, I'll teach you swordsmanship! This high-frequency ion blade will be your sword."
As Anakin prepared to respond, Chen Ang turned and departed.
"Teacher, where are you going?"
"To the waste dump. It's time to show those who harass the wilderness robbers a lesson!" Chen Ang's voice was cold and stern, determined to confront the wolf-like races on the wasteland preying upon the city inhabitants without restraint.
It was time to assert their authority.