Rest and recuperation
"If conditions permit, it would be better if everyone brought more."
After vaguely passing over the topic, Ximu pointed to one of the many screens, trying to divert Ruixia's attention.
"...I see you've been observing these space vortexes. Have you discovered anything new?"
The young man didn't suspect anything and followed her gaze, a hint of helplessness flashing across his eyes.
"The power of space is inherently profound. I'm not a magician, so I can only analyze its energy formation and flow from a mechanic's perspective, which is not very efficient. However, aside from hindering our exploration, these things do have other uses."
As she spoke, Ruixia entered some instructions on the console.
On the screen, a shaking monster was led to the vicinity of a space crack, and then the mechanical puppet leading the way grabbed the monster with its backhand and threw it directly into the broken and dark crack!
As if being grasped by some invisible force, the monster was sucked in and disappeared in an instant.
"If it's a larger vortex, it will directly carry away anything that approaches, never to be seen again; even if it's smaller, it will instantly crush anything that enters its range, which is very dangerous.
"And I found that although most vortices are fixed, a small number of them slowly change their position and size over time."
He adjusted the screen and compared the previously recorded images with the current actual situation - the position and size of the space vortex on the screen were indeed not exactly the same as a few days ago.
"Is there any difference between the two?" Ximu asked.
"A little."
Ruixia called up two more energy comparison charts. Although they looked very complicated, Ximu still saw some clues.
"The fixed twisted vortex is probably, as we previously suspected, a natural phenomenon caused by the stalemate between the two forces here, and the disconnection from the laws of the world. As for the moving ones, it's very likely..."
“It’s man-made.”
Xi Mu continued his words, and the expressions of both of them became solemn at the same time.
Although the purpose is unknown, the answer is almost obvious when you think about the energy-absorbing magic circle in the dense forest, the conflict between different forces in the academy, and the person behind the scenes.
Even after being suppressed to this extent, he was still able to fish in troubled waters and quietly spread his tentacles throughout the academy... This legendary vice-president is truly unfathomable.
In the dense forest, he used the space cracks to hunt down the strangers who got lost there;
Why did he quietly place these space cracks in the academy?
Will he continue to hunt down those outsiders who have already entered the academy? Or does he not really want to let go of those residents of the academy who have already mutated?
If one greedily craves for various energy supplements, could it be that—
He's still alive?!
Both of them realized this terrible problem and looked at each other in silence for a moment.
"However, these abnormal vortices don't move very fast, and sometimes they even shrink and disappear... This shows that the force suppressing him within the academy is always there, preventing him from moving freely as he wishes."
Ximu also agreed with this inference and felt somewhat relieved.
However, seeing how expertly the mechanical puppets lured the enemy, she realized something and turned to ask, "You've sent things into these problematic space-time vortexes before, haven't you?"
Enemies that enter the twisting vortex will not reappear. Ruixia must have done this many times to be able to clean the dormitory building so cleanly in a short period of time.
"You have to learn a lesson, otherwise how can you find out if there is a problem?"
Ruixia has always been very frank when it comes to admitting her mistakes and will not be stubborn or lie just to save face.
"After I found out, I haven't pushed anyone there again... But it's best to keep this a secret from Morina. She's a priestess and might be unhappy if she finds out."
Too.
As far as Ximu was concerned, there was absolutely nothing wrong with Ruixia's actions.
Even if these monsters were once human, they have long lost their personality and will disappear anyway. It makes no difference whether they are killed by them or swallowed by the space-time rift. The latter can even directly ensure that they will never appear again, which is more cost-effective in terms of resources and efficiency.
But after all, Morina is a soft-hearted person who wants to help them to be reincarnated whenever she has the chance, so she will care more about some formal issues. Even if she may not object, she may be secretly sad about it, so it would be better not to tell her.
Just as she was mentioned, Ximu and Ruixia took a look at the situation in the workshop. They were naturally very happy to see that they had actually opened the ore grinding table, potion processing room and scroll copying room one by one under the supervision of a group of monsters dressed as craftsmen.
The mines and workshops have gradually come under their control, and they have various blueprints for making magic props on hand. This way, they are much more confident.
The days that followed were the most comfortable time they had ever had since they came to this damn place.
With the authority of the workshop, Sorens and Morina can enter and leave it freely.
Based on their reports, Ruixia updated some of the mechanical puppets' functions, allowing them to replace craftsmen and perform simple, repetitive tasks. The two young men, armed with stacks of blueprints, would run daily to oversee the work, bringing in materials Ruixia had inspected. They would occasionally bring back potions and scrolls, their faces filled with the joy of a bountiful harvest.
Ximu and Zhui'en patrolled around, checking the cleaning work of the mechanical dolls. If they came across any place with major damage, they would go and deal with it personally, giving priority to leading the monsters to the appropriate vortex, and trying to solve the problem once and for all.
Ruixia gradually shifted the focus of his work to upgrading the equipment of his teammates. He dismantled and reassembled the equipment seized from the "natives". Not only Zhui's mechanic, but even the staffs that Morina and Sorens had repaired could not escape his transformation. He even thoughtfully arranged various physical damage for them.
"This red crystal? Ah, that's an explosive stone—if an enemy breaks through the blockade and attacks you, just swing your staff and hit it here! The power is probably about the same as a medium-sized fireball..."
"This is a staff, not a mace. Can you please respect its professional setting..."
"What are you talking about!"
Ignoring the complaints of his companions, the young mechanic's face was full of confidence in his skills and the implementation of his ideas. He was just about to stand up with a fist.
"The world must constantly innovate to progress! Why be so rigid about 'what a staff must look like'? A variety of changes and the unexpected are the only way to better cope with the complex and ever-changing battle situation!"
Good man, this guy is completely immersed in admiring his masterpiece and doesn't listen to anyone at all...
The speechless priestess led her bewildered brown-haired companion away silently to adapt to their weapons. After all, this world was so cruel that if they couldn't beat them, they had no choice but to join.
After using the long sword for a while, Zhui Neng finally got a brand new long knife.
Although this knife is not equipped with any fancy external accessories, the iron ore and steel used in its casting are of excellent quality. It is of moderate weight and can cut iron like mud. It also has corresponding auxiliary runes written on it, making it a masterpiece.
"Not bad..." The discerning swordsman was clearly very satisfied. "Although the style is a bit fancy, I'm afraid you'd have to go to the private vaults of nobles to find something of similar quality. Does this thing actually exist? Let me make a deal first. If I ever leave here, I'll definitely take this sword with me. Name your price!"
"You're saying it as if you'll actually pay if I tell you..."
After spending some time together, Ruixia had some idea of Zhui's character and didn't take her words seriously at all.
In his life so far, he has distributed countless weapons. These were weapons specially made for his companions, so there was no reason to be stingy.
"And is this still fancy? I'm afraid it doesn't suit your style, so I've tried to make it as simple and rustic as possible..."
Ximu glanced at the long sword in Zhui's hand, which was mainly made of black, gray and silver, and then looked at the fancy scabbard in his other hand, and couldn't help but smile knowingly.
really.
Ruixia's dressing style, which could easily make people who first met him mistake him for a rich kid, showed that his aesthetic taste was more refined and beautiful. Even his mechanical tools were made into ornaments and hung up and down, not to mention his more frequently used personal weapons.
In order to maximize the power of the weapon, he might be able to resist making too many unnecessary designs on the weapon... but asking him not to show off his skills in unimportant areas is really difficult for him.
As for how he will upgrade his short sword, Ximu is also looking forward to it.
"Actually, I originally wanted to redesign it so that it could switch forms, like from a short sword to a spear... But after careful consideration, I realized that no matter how I optimized it, it would inevitably increase the weight of the weapon, adding unnecessary burden."
Because Ximu can use magic to transform the weapons in her hands into various styles, unless her magic suddenly becomes unusable, this change will not make much sense.
Ruixia had indeed given this matter serious consideration and even had a private meeting with Ximu.
After carefully studying Ximu's fighting habits and the changes in the forms of several commonly used weapons, they went to the workshop to light the furnace, broke the magic crystal, and reforged and upgraded the dagger. Ximu then dripped blood from his fingertips, so that the two of them became completely integrated in a sense, as if they were controlled by one arm, without any barriers.
By the way, this knife was given to her by Ruixia, who said it was originally a backup weapon prepared for other companions.
But when Xi Mu reminded him, he waved his hand and said generously: "This thing originally belonged to me. I can give it to whoever I want to use it. From today on, it completely belongs to you. Feel free to use it. Don't be polite to me!"
The natal weapon is different from ordinary weapons. It only obeys the orders of its master and is naturally less likely to be interfered with by external forces. Ximu is already very satisfied with this.
But Ruixia still felt it was not enough and insisted on carving another rune on it, asking Ximu to choose between "bleeding" and "fatal".
If possible, of course, both would be accepted, but this kind of clear killing rune can only be engraved on weapons, and the dagger has a limited area, so Ximu weighed the pros and cons and finally chose "fatal" according to his own fighting style.
She didn't like wasting time on something that would eventually be knocked down.
She wants to be decisive and not drag her feet——
Fight for Ruixia, for everyone.
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