"This is the big shot in that world, right? It can't be compared, it can't be compared... Sure enough, it's more realistic for little people to build a 'shelter' by building the foundation bit by bit."
Compared to the capriciousness of the Osawa Cult, the "veterans" are more resistant to the bizarre situations in front of them. After a slight fluctuation in my heart, I regained my balance. I looked at the exquisite structure planned by Mr. Mo purely with appreciation and increased knowledge.
He saw that the dark red color of the "exoskeleton" skeleton formed by repeated processing became more intense and seemed to be glowing, as if the medulla inside the bone material turned into fluid and passed through the various connections of the "exoskeleton" The points and connections are clearly connected, and the inherent "distortion characteristics" have obviously been stimulated.
"Veterans" are most familiar with their work and can tell the state of processed aggregates at a glance. Precision processing while retaining the activity of distortion characteristics is the core of this process and the most valuable part.
Generally speaking, this kind of reserved distortion trait exists as a "stimulant", which stimulates the user's potential in a short period of time and explodes with extraordinary power, but then they have to bear the corresponding risks.
Half of the "miner brother" from the Soul Religion died on it.
But the aberration trait generally takes effect through blood and flesh penetration and infection, so simply stimulating it is of little significance. Mr. Mo seems to regard it as some kind of "fuel".
As for the first fire that lit it...
Mr. Mo's deeply controlled and regular breathing, as well as his somewhat swollen body outline, formed an obvious causal relationship with it.
The "veteran" judged that it was the physical power inspired by Mr. Mo that gave the skeleton the driving force, causing the inherent distortion characteristics to "ignite", flow and change in the specially designed structure, and then output to the outer layer.
Inner layer, middle layer...and then outer layer.
Those illusory light and shadow symbols presented by the projection function seem to have become substantial existences. The energy transmitted from the inner and middle layers is injected into it, flowing endlessly along the planned structure, and gradually dissipating in an orderly manner, making the outermost three-dimensional projection structure become more and more complex!
The "veteran" was a little dazzled and blinked unconsciously. When his pupils focused again, the situation in front of him became even more absurd.
The complex projected symbols and structures on the outermost edge gradually become blurred, or more precisely, the boundaries between them and the surrounding space are blurred. It's like a "fade out" effect, causing the projected three-dimensional structure to fade away layer by layer from the outermost edge.
Energy is transmitted "from the inside out", and when it fades and disappears, it is "from the outside in". The process of change in completely opposite directions, I don’t know what logic it embodies.
The most eye-catching thing at this time has become the middle-level "exoskeleton" skeleton.
This thing seemed to feel the contradiction between the two change processes, and seemed to be squeezed by invisible forces. The originally relatively stable physical form also began to twist, vibrate, and oscillate, and the amplitude rapidly increased...
"Ouch!"
The "veteran" cried out. He saw that the skeleton on Mr. Mo's body was squeezing Mr. Mo's body forward and backward, but was limited by the protective structure and missed it by a hair.
His reputation and face were almost destroyed.
In the sudden change, the joints made a low and harsh friction sound, which made people suspect that it might collapse on its own at any time. The "exoskeleton" at this time is simply an out-of-control bone demon!
But within a second or two, the outer corners of this "out-of-control bone demon" entered the "fade out" effect area.
Without any "privilege", the "exoskeleton" that is processed and refined bit by bit from the "Niu Gui" bones, just like those projected symbol structures, fades and disappears bit by bit.
The "exoskeleton" is still struggling and twisting, but this weird effect process is irreversible.
Dilute, erase, eliminate... the series of displays and actions just now seemed to be some kind of special ritual, allowing the valuable "exoskeleton" skeleton to realize the transformation from real to virtual, and then disappear without a trace. trace.
It really disappeared completely, not even a scum was left.
Just when the "veteran" almost thought that even Mr. Mo was about to be "fade out", the chaotic and bizarre situation came to an abrupt end.
Mr. Mo let out a long breath, and there were sweat stains on his forehead and temples. It was obvious that he had spent a lot of energy and energy just now.
"Not bad, basically meets the requirements."
"..."
The "veteran" was unusually dull until Mr. Mo called him back to his senses: "Master Shou, there are still some small changes inside..."
The "veteran" woke up like a dream. It was said that it was the first time for him to see Mr. Mo's strength. It was really difficult to jump from the first impression of "disabled person" to this channel. So he subconsciously asked more questions:
"What were you doing just now?"
“Use absoluteness to imitate relativity, and perfection to imitate imperfection.”
"Gah?"
"Oh, what I mean is that I need to enter an absolute and perfect state, but the current state cannot be reached. I can only use external objects and corresponding designs to amplify and improve in order to achieve it in a limited field. The goal...Master Shou, the 'exoskeleton' you made basically meets my requirements, that is, there must be fine-tuning in design and craftsmanship."
"Things related to craftsmanship are not considered fine-tuning."
The "veteran" finally calmed down and talked matter-of-factly, but he felt a little guilty for no reason:
The strength displayed by Mr. Mo far exceeded the upper limit of estimates. Is this a belated showdown? Warning about sluggish investment business progress?
Even the "veteran" couldn't help but feel like a villain, but Mr. Mo was able to speak better than expected: "In terms of craftsmanship, I will ask a friend for advice, and I will send you specific suggestions. But in the meantime, Master Shou, you have to Prepare more ingredients.”
This is what it should be, so the veteran asked casually: "How much are you prepared for?"
"Looking at the finished work, it should be ten or twenty sets."
"Are you going to arm a squadron?"
"They're consumables."
"..." Recalling the twisted appearance of the "exoskeleton" skeleton before it disappeared, the veteran easily believed it.
I wanted to ask for more detailed requirements, but I saw Mr. Mo's expression became solemn, his attention shifted, and he seemed to be connected to a certain communication, and he said vaguely:
"……sister."
Half a second later he said: "Well, it's convenient."
No matter what he said, his eyes glanced towards the "veteran" consciously or unconsciously. The latter had a wink and didn't say much. He nodded and quickly turned around and went out to avoid everyone being embarrassed.
However, before going out, the "veteran" still heard Mr. Mo's amplified voice:
"Sister Yueyin, tell me."
