Black-Haired Dad Isn’t Something You Reap - Chapter 156

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Chapter 156. The Combat Power of a Sixteen-Year-Old Girl Is Commonly Measured in Armored Vehicles. In Shirley’s Case, It’s Considerably Higher
“Well, theoretically it’s possible, you see.”
I was in my private research laboratory attached to Pisha’s residence, turning Lorowi’s explosive divine stone over and examining it from every conceivable angle. Typically, spirit stones and divine stones are composed of materials that don’t exist in nature, so their mechanisms were equally mysterious.
Aelset’s electrical divine stone, for instance, appears to be merely a crystal that generates electricity, but I have absolutely no idea what powers it. People say divine power creates the electricity, but what exactly is divine power? It’s an unknowable force that cannot be proven scientifically.
“Well, you see…”
Lorowi’s explosive divine stone—this one can actually be explained scientifically. To put it bluntly, this isn’t a bomb powered by gunpowder. It’s completely different from the artillery shells and missiles we typically use in warfare.
What happens is… a detonator triggers nuclear fission within. Once the critical mass is exceeded, the crystal surface shatters and a nuclear explosion occurs.
If I were to attempt creating a bomb mimicking this using Doctor Marichi’s theories… the conclusion is, I could do it. The problem is I haven’t found a material to replace the explosive divine stone, and the size becomes absolutely enormous. Of course, the larger it becomes, the more powerful it is. Honestly, that’s not really a problem. Bigger bomb power is better, isn’t it?
“No matter how hard I think about it, neutrons and gamma rays would kill people.”
How does Lorowi manage to create a clean explosion without any contamination? Divine power seems to do its greatest work in ensuring there’s no radiation after the bomb detonates. Normally, when nuclear fission occurs, everyone nearby dies. The remarkable thing about Lorowi’s explosive divine stone is that the caster remains unharmed while only the target location explodes.
To borrow Pisha’s manner of speaking, “Alchemy is truly magnificent.”
We live in a world where infinite power exists thanks to Maxwell, one of the Four Creators. This infinite power is what we commonly call divine power, and while it appears to be a force that merely brings convenience to our lives, it actually possesses tremendous destructive capability.
That makes sense, since the power is infinite. This infinite force could reduce the entire universe to a single point and annihilate it, or create an entirely new universe.
Our universe itself was born from this power, after all. It’s already accepted as established fact in the physics community. We should live every day grateful to the Four Creators for merely playing with divine power instead of wielding such tremendous force.
“Ah! Why won’t some radioactive material with a huge atomic weight, easy to control, and high stability just fall into my lap!”
I rolled across the floor in frustration, lamenting the reality that I couldn’t create explosives on Lorowi’s level. If I only had that, Kisomalos could reign as the strongest nation on the Naarak Continent.
“Pisha! Pisha, Pisha!”
I hummed Pisha’s name with a rhythmic lilt. Pisha was the first person I’d ever met in my life with whom I could truly communicate. I’m well aware of my own intelligence. But Pisha is just as intelligent as I am. Or rather, our minds work in different directions, so in some ways Pisha surpasses me.
“Though she’s completely unaware of it.”
There are few people among adults as remarkable as her. How could a child not even ten years old conceive of the idea of an airborne military force and develop stealth ships to deploy in actual combat? She’s an exceptional human being. It was the same when I devised the location tracker. Who would come up with the idea of broadcasting radio using radioactive electromagnetic waves as the material?
Pisha frequently says things like, “I only seem smart because I’m a child; once I grow up, I’ll be just like everyone else.” But no—the things you’ve accomplished are feats that ordinary people couldn’t even imagine achieving even as a Chamberlain.
“And this time again…”
Pisha accomplished something extraordinary. Once radio broadcasting was established and receivers and antennas were distributed everywhere, Pisha rolled around on the plush Audience Chamber sofa and said this.
“With antennas this densely packed, couldn’t we do two-way wireless communication?”
And just like that, everyone in the Mechanical Engineering Department lab at Imperial Kisomalos University set about developing wireless telephones.
Seeing this phenomenon, Edison’s superior spirit—ah, apparently they became a superior spirit this time thanks to the booming military industry. Anyway, this superior spirit of light expressed amazement in Morse code.
They wrote thirty exclamation marks saying we were skipping wired communication entirely and going straight to wireless… It seems wired telephones were developed first in Edison’s world. They made a spoiler prevention agreement with the Creators when coming to our universe, so they couldn’t explain the details.
But how on earth would wired telephones ever be commercialized? You’d have to lay down lines everywhere, wouldn’t you? Running telephone line construction to every house would take more than a hundred years.
“And…”
The telephone Pisha devised is far more special than wired phones. Wired telephones can only communicate where the lines are connected, but the telephone Pisha described can theoretically make calls anywhere there’s an antenna.
Being able to make calls from anywhere when a truly urgent situation arises is an incredibly valuable advantage. It would become a business that could accumulate enormous wealth, and it would drive the development of other technologies as well.
Just from the radio business alone, we’ve seen development in receivers, speaker sound quality, antennas that can transmit electromagnetic waves farther, and even military radar technology using these principles. It’s brought advancement across truly diverse fields.
Moreover, Pisha wasn’t merely intoxicated by her achievements; she was concerned about the dangers posed by exponential technological advancement. This led her to invest in hacking technology and information disruption techniques, saying that future militaries would depend on information warfare… well, honestly, from my perspective…
“She seems insane.”
I’ve never met anyone more extreme than her in my entire life. I’m quite intelligent myself, but I have to admit I’m outmatched by Pisha. I mean, who worries about military information warfare just because communications are developing?
Anyway, from investing in that, Pisha incurred astronomical debts to Father again. I’ve been thinking about this for a while, but Father has a tendency to… enjoy watching Pisha suffer over money.
Well, anyone with eyes can see he enjoys it. He’s so delighted that he doesn’t even mind if he never recovers all that money.
“That man is insane too.”
I nodded in agreement. Indeed, anyone willing to become Pisha’s father would have to be mad to accomplish such a feat.
It was truly fortunate. Since Pisha is no ordinary person, if she’d had ordinary parents, she wouldn’t have been able to fully develop her talents. It’s a blessing that she holds the position of Princess. If she weren’t the Princess, she couldn’t have been so deeply involved in managing the Imperial Army.
Sometimes I wish Pisha had been a vagrant or a beggar, but this way suits her better, so I’m content.
“….”
If you asked why I’d prefer that, there’s only one answer: if she were, Pisha would have no choice but to cling to me and look only at me.
“Hahahaha.”
If that were the case, I’d lock her away in Achilles Mansion and never let her leave.
Of course! I love Pisha exactly as she is now! But sometimes I indulge in such selfish fantasies. Sometimes. Very occasionally. About thirty minutes once a day.
“Hmmm♪ Hmmm♪”
Speaking of that location tracker—I’ve already succeeded in miniaturizing it. Since antennas are installed across all of Kisomalos, I was able to make the device lightweight. It’s now the size of a fingernail. I just haven’t reported it to Father or the Imperial Palace staff yet.
“Hehe. Hehehehe.”
But tracking location alone would be boring. It would be convenient if I could introduce jamming whenever I wanted, and I’d need to record things like heart rate too. Crises can strike at any moment, after all. This is all for contingencies. For contingencies.
“Shirley! Are you holed up inside again! You need to see some sunlight, you brat!”
“Yes! Coming! I’m on my way, Pisha!”
I hastily concealed the location tracker I’d been working on and rushed out of the Research Institute. A sharp breath—Pisha shines like the sun today too.

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