OBS Chapter 1376: Launching the Little Tree Men
Chapter 1376: Launching the Little Tree Men
Chapter 1376: Launching the Little Tree Men
"Uh, I was just kidding. You're serious? How are you going to launch it? It looks so exciting," Negris said, a mixture of surprise and excitement in his voice.
It was just a casual remark, but Ang started moving. Had he somehow inspired him? To launch the little tree man? Just thinking about it was exciting.
Ang picked up everyone and, with a teleportation, arrived at the Azure God Star's true form at the edge of the boundless void.
A massive starburst array is being built at a rapid pace and is already taking shape.
"Huh? The first ring is almost closed? How did it get built so fast?" Negris said in surprise.
Duroken and Diruni were approaching when they heard this and said, "Fast? Not fast, are you? Don't you even know who the construction workers are?"
Who are they? Negris looked over and saw some Mourning Undead, some Starborn, a Mourning Bone Dragon, several White Dragons, and countless undead creatures.
Those undead creatures were not rigid, lifeless zombies or skeletons, but rather lich undead skilled in using tools and piloting flying cars and airships.
"That old codger even brought over the intelligent undead creatures from the Undead City? No wonder the progress is so fast," Negris said.
With hundreds of thousands of tireless intelligent undead working day and night, progress was naturally fast. There were also so many Starborn, Mourning Undead, and even Mourning Bone Dragons serving as heavy laborers, making for a truly impressive lineup.
Sensing Ang's arrival, Lisa, who had quickly teleported over, retorted angrily, "What do you mean, 'transferred over'? His Majesty has never managed anything. I've been the one in charge all along. He just left a mark and ran off without paying me a salary, so I had no choice but to transfer his people over to earn a salary."
Negris glanced at the mark and couldn't help but curl his lip: "The mark of the Undead King, what more do you want? With this mark, you are the Undead King. If you want them to die, these hundreds of thousands of undead creatures will instantly disintegrate. How cool is that?"
"Here you go." Lisa shoved the Mark of the Undying King in front of Negris.
Negris quickly waved his hands: "No, no, take it away, take it away."
The mark, which sounds powerful and imposing, is a hot potato for Lisa and Negris. Although hundreds of thousands of intelligent undead creatures are rare, they are very useless in the current Ang system. Apart from being used to expand the soul network, they can only be used as laborers.
In terms of combat strength, they are no match for the Starborn, and their movement speed is tens of thousands of kilometers slower, making them basically unable to move in the void. Lisa's decision to have them repair the Starburst Array was indeed the best way to utilize their abilities—construction workers who don't need to breathe, eat, or work tirelessly day and night.
After resolutely pushing the Undying King's Mark back, Negris asked, "What about the materials? How are we going to solve this? No matter how many of them there are, they can't help you move the materials, can they?"
“Just use the charcoal residue left over from the vines. It’s right over there. Just pack it up and have the flying creature haul it away.” Lisa pointed to the charcoal residue next to the Starburst Array and continued, “I heard that the master also got a piece of charcoal residue from the Myriad Worlds Divine Tree. When will it arrive?”
“I don’t know either, ask…” Looking back, Ang had already run far away. Negris and Anthony exchanged a glance and helplessly stayed behind, since it wasn’t the first time anyway.
Ang doesn't like to manage things, and nobody would want to either. He is the origin of the void, so if you report to him how many people you recruited, how much rice you ate, or how much salary you paid, he'll never listen to you.
Therefore, silver coins are basically reported in the Soul Network, and the reports are becoming increasingly brief, mainly reporting how much money was earned, but Ang basically ignores them.
But Lisa cannot be ignored; she is the head steward of the entire system. Ang and the others don't care about anything, so all the big and small matters are piled on her, and she's not even allowed to report.
"How will you know how much I've done and how hard I've worked if I don't give a clear report?! Stand still and listen carefully!" This was the last time Negris let her decide not to report, and she yelled at her back like this. So when Lisa and Ang quietly ran away, the two of them had no choice but to stand still and listen to the report.
Anthony thought for a moment and said, "We don't know when we'll arrive, but if we run out of materials here, just shout 'Sir, help!' and he'll come to your rescue."
"What terrible advice! Next time I'm in real trouble and I have to call for help, the master won't help me. Anyway, it's not my problem if there aren't enough materials. I was just asking casually. Duroken said that the new material the master made is stronger than this carbon slag. I'm curious how much stronger it is, since this carbon slag is already so strong," Lisa said curiously.
Anthony glared at Duroken beside him and said, "Don't listen to his nonsense. He just wants to play with the new material as soon as possible, so he's saying this on purpose. This carbon residue is the residue after the ancient mantis vines are carbonized. Its strength is no different from that of the carbon residue of the Myriad Worlds Tree, but there are some differences in properties due to the way it is formed."
"The new material is a remnant of the Tree of Myriad Realms, which slowly carbonized under the long-term illumination of divine light. Because it is carbonized layer by layer, it has layers. These are directly burned now, and they turn to powder when you tap them. There are many other material science properties, but in terms of strength, there is no difference between the two," Anthony patiently explained.
"Oh." Indeed, there was no difference. Lisa felt equally overwhelmed by both, so she quickly changed the subject: "Stirring these carbon slags requires a lot of water and limestone. The temperature in the void is too low. It's easy to raise the temperature but difficult to control the water. I want to bring out the pure water fairies."
“No problem, please have the master extract their consciousness in a moment. But can you make pure water?” Anthony asked.
Ang can produce pure water, but Ang can't do everything. That would be detrimental to the growth of the entire system and would turn it into a breeding ground for lazy people.
Duroken interjected, "Yes, that Heathrow has successfully developed a pure water purifier. Mysticism is truly a magical doctrine, naturally opposed to my alchemy, yet he succeeded. It's truly..."
Duroken was speechless. The tenet of mysticism is: I don't know the principles, but I succeeded anyway; the tenet of alchemy is: I succeeded because that's how it works.
To an alchemical king like Durocan, Heathrow's mysticism was like adding a few nails and hairs to a carefully crafted potion and expecting it to be a success—utterly absurd.
But the thing is, it succeeded.
Anthony quickly reassured him, "All mysticism is unproven alchemy, don't worry about it."
Just kidding. If everything had a principle, what would be the point of theology? All of Ang's divine magic is the least principle-based.
“But…” Before Duroken could finish speaking, a tremor suddenly came from afar. It was a spatial tremor, as if some space was exploding, forming ripples that spread outwards.
Negris's expression changed: "Oh no, Ang has already started launching the little tree men."