"This must be the big shots from the inner world. I can't compete with them. I can't compete with them … Sure enough, it's more realistic for a small fry to build a 'shelter' bit by bit."
Compared to the capriciousness of the Great Swamp Church, Veteran had a stronger resistance to the bizarre scene in front of him. After a slight fluctuation in his heart, he regained his balance. He looked at the exquisite structure that Mr. Mo had planned purely with an attitude of appreciation and knowledge.
He saw that the dark red color of the "exoskeleton" skeleton due to repeated processing had become more intense. It seemed to be glowing, as if the marrow inside the skeleton had turned into a fluid that passed through the various connection points of the "exoskeleton" and connected them step by step. It was obvious that the "aberration trait" inside had been activated.
Veteran was most familiar with his own work. He could see the state of the processed skeleton at a glance. While processing, the activity of the aberration trait was retained. This was the core of this set of technology, and it was also the most valuable part.
Generally speaking, this reserved aberration trait existed as a "stimulant." It stimulated the user's potential for a short period of time and exploded with extraordinary power. Then, the user would have to bear the corresponding risks.
That "miner brother" of the Soul Church had half died because of this.
However, the aberration trait usually took effect through infiltration and infection of flesh and blood. There was not much meaning in simply activating it. Mr. Mo, on the other hand, seemed to be using it as some kind of "fuel."
As for the first fire that ignited it …
Mr. Mo's deeply controlled and rhythmic breathing, as well as the somewhat inflated outline of his body, formed an obvious causal relationship with it.
Veteran judged that Mr. Mo had activated his physical strength, giving the skeleton a driving force, causing the aberration trait inside to "ignite." It circulated and changed in the specially designed structure before being output to the outer layer.
The inner layer, the middle layer … followed by the outer layer.
The illusory light and shadow symbols that were presented by the projection function seemed to have become a substantial existence. The energy that was transmitted from the inner and middle layers was injected into it. It flowed endlessly along the planned structure and gradually dispersed in an orderly manner, causing the three-dimensional projection structure of the outermost layer to become more and more complex!
Veteran's vision was a little blurred. He unconsciously blinked, and when his pupils focused again, the scene in front of him became even more absurd.
The complex projection symbols and structure at the outermost layer gradually became blurred. To be more precise, what was blurred was the boundary between them and the surrounding space. It was as if there was some sort of "fade" effect, causing the projected 3D structure to fade layer by layer from the outermost edge.
Energy conduction was from the inside to the outside, while fading away was from the outside to the inside. It was unknown what kind of logic was reflected in the process of changing in completely opposite directions.
At this time, the most eye-catching thing was the middle-level "exoskeleton" skeleton.
This thing also seemed to feel the contradiction between the two changes, and it seemed to be squeezed by an invisible force. Its originally relatively stable physical form also began to distort, vibrate, and sway, and the amplitude rapidly increased …
"Ouch!"
Veteran cried out involuntarily. He saw that the skeleton on Mr. Mo's body was pressing against Mr. Mo's body, but due to the limitations of the protective structure, it missed by a few millimeters.
His reputation and face had almost been destroyed.
In that instant of change, the low and hoarse sound of the joints rubbing against each other made one suspect that it might collapse by itself at any time. At this time, the "exoskeleton" was simply a bone demon that had lost control!
But in just one or two seconds, the periphery of the "out-of-control bone demon" entered the "fade" effect area.
Without any "privileges", the "exoskeleton" that was refined from the bones of the "ox ghost" slowly faded and disappeared, just like the projection symbol structure.
The "exoskeleton" was still struggling and twisting, but this weird effect process was irreversible.
Fade, erase, disappear … The series of demonstrations and actions just now seemed to be some kind of special ritual that made the expensive "exoskeleton" complete the transformation from real to intangible, and then it disappeared without a trace.
It really disappeared completely, and not even a piece of it was left.
Just when Veteran almost thought that even Mr. Mo was going to be "faded", the chaotic and treacherous situation came to an abrupt end.
Mr. Mo let out a long breath. There were already traces of sweat on his forehead and sideburns. Obviously, the period of time just now had consumed a lot of his physical strength and energy.
"Not bad. It basically meets the requirements."
"…"
Veteran was a little dazed, which was rare for him, until Mr. Mo called him back to reality. "Master Shou, there are still some small changes inside …"
Veteran felt as if he had just woken up from a dream. Speaking of which, it was also the first time he saw Mr. Mo's strength. It was a little difficult to jump from his first impression of a "handicapped person" to this channel. So he subconsciously asked a few more questions.
"What were you doing just now?"
"Using absoluteness to imitate relativity, and using perfection to simulate imperfection."
"Huh?"
"Oh, what I mean is that I need to enter an absolute and perfect state, but I can't reach it at my current realm. I can only use external objects and corresponding designs to magnify and improve in order to strive to achieve my goal in a limited area … Master Shou, the 'exoskeleton' you made basically meets my requirements, but there must be some minor adjustments in the design and craftsmanship."
"The craftsmanship can't be considered as minor adjustments, right?"
Veteran finally calmed down and talked about the matter as it stood, but for some reason, he felt a little diffident.
The strength that Mr. Mo displayed far exceeded the upper limit of his estimation. Was this a belated show of strength? Was this a warning for the slow progress of his investment business?
Veteran could not help but feel petty, but Mr. Mo was easier to talk to than he imagined. "In terms of craftsmanship, I will ask another friend, and I will send you the specific suggestions later. But during this period, Master Shou, you will have to prepare more raw materials. "
This was expected, so Veteran asked casually, "How many?"
"Based on the finished product, at least ten or twenty sets."
"You are going to arm a squadron?"
"They are expendable."
"…" Recalling the distorted appearance of the "exoskeleton" before it disappeared, Veteran easily believed it.
He wanted to ask for more details, but he saw Mr. Mo's expression become serious. His attention shifted, and he seemed to have picked up a certain communication. He mumbled,
"… Sis."
Half a second later, he said, "Yes, it's convenient."
No matter what he said, his eyes subconsciously glanced at the 'veteran'. The latter was a perceptive person. He did not say much, nodded, and quickly turned to leave so that everyone would not feel awkward.
But when he was about to leave, Veteran still heard Mr. Mo's amplified voice.
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