Chapter 1311: Creations
Philip is currently working on a new set of designs. He has been trying to draw these perfectly for days, but he wasn't able to do it no matter how much he tried.
This time, the design just came into his head, but he was not smart enough or experienced enough to create a blueprint from a full-fledged design for the artisans to understand. But he knew that he would eventually get there because this is not the first design, he made like that.
In fact, this is the third one.
Sirona walked in with her usual cold face and asked.
"You are still not there?"
"No, this is taking a lot more time than you think. Why don't you try this? I will transfer the memory to you and I will take over the construction."
"No need, I am comfortable with the constructions. You can just deal with this yourself."
Philip sighed and shook his head in exasperation. He put down the tools and stood up before stretching and walking out along with Sirona.
"So, how is the construction going. Did we finish the first part of this set?"
"Yes, I think we are ready for a demonstration."
"Demonstration? With that? People would be scared out of their wits if they saw something like that. We cannot use it in desolate no matter what. Let's move it to the feathered Planet. I heard there are some useless barren islands there."
"Your wish. I will disassemble it and move it with different spatial rings, it wouldn't fit in a single storage."
"No, no. Don't do that. I don't have that much time. Here, use the divine dimension fragment. I think this would do the job."
Sirona took the ice divine dimension fragment and went to someplace far away from the woods.
In the middle of nowhere, there is a large colossal tower standing proudly. Several artisans are working on it as they checked the different parts.
When they saw Sirona, they jumped down the tower one after another and gave the reports to her.
"We checked everything ten times Madam. Everything is alright."
"You guys go and rest. You need to go to Feathered planet in a while, the demonstration would be held there."
"Thank you, Madam."
They left and Sirona stood there as she took in the massive figure. The tower stood at least sixty meters above the ground. This is not the biggest thing they made thus far, but this tower held most of the capabilities they didn't even think possible until now.
Sirona never thought Sam would be holding something like this in his brain.
She knew he created many fascinating things and thought she has seen his limit, but now she could see what he is really holding back.
When she thought why he might have held back from making this, she could only think of one answer.
'The world is not ready for this.'
This thing causes too much destruction if it is in the wrong hands and if the designs of this thing were to leak to others and someone managed to reconstruct it or reverse engineer it, for most of the cultivators that have great individual strength, their significance would be lost.
The Mortal Plane cultivators would become utterly useless no matter how she looked at it. They wouldn't stand a chance and even most of the Astral Plane cultivators would have to be careful about the presence of such an object, only a very few cream-of-the-crop cultivators would be able to resist what this thing could bring on them.
She used the divine dimension fragment to store it away. No spatial ring as a linear space to fit the whole tower while it was still standing. So, she could only move this thing with the divine dimension fragment.
She took it to the feathered planet for a demonstration.
The demonstration was done pretty quickly and when they saw it, they couldn't help but feel their hearts go cold. That day, an island went completely missing from the planet, and not even a single trace of it was left and it happened in exactly three seconds.
While Sam's friends are feeling terrified by the fruits of his creative mind, somewhere far away some of his foes are looking at another set of fruits but much less destructive and much less valuable.
Sivan got the second memory fragment a few days ago, but the ghost chimera once again threw in another fragment of its own into his head, messing with his thoughts and actions.
It took four days for him to just calm down and look through what memories Sam's fragment has brought and he was really surprised.
These are the memories of his early days in the desolate, it contained the memory of him scaling the volcano, obtaining the feathers of the golden crow tribe, him traveling to Starwood, making of his first weapon, the golden crescent, forging the Black Meteorite Sand for Jack, making the harbinger and so on up until he created the first park.
Everything regarding the journey came out and every invention he made on the way opened up to him.
The creation of energy cells, the blueprints of harbinger, the blueprints of Sam's park construction.
Everything came to his mind and he was dumbfounded.
He knew that Sam has this flying board and he was really looking forward to seeing that, but it was nowhere to be seen when he opened up the divine dimension.
After he got these memories, he immediately asked Yanwu who is the only one that is even willing to communicate with me among the beasts.
"Where is the harbinger?"
"That was sealed inside the second floor of the tower, with the rest."
When he heard this, he didn't know how to feel.
He has half a mind to kill the golden ape and destroy all the locusts and termites and all the other beasts that are acting as guards to the tower, but whenever this thought came to his mind, yanwu and the rest of the beasts are looking at him with hostility.
He knew better than messing up the fortune of gaining such beasts' loyalty. After so much effort, Yanwu started talking to him, he knew that he shouldn't piss them off and he also felt there is hope.
He couldn't help but feel a bit shocked and awed about what else could be stored inside the tower.
He immediately went back and started preparing for making the energy cells. He needs to use the manipulation ability which he possessed even in his crippled body to make the empty spirit stones into powder, compact them again and make them into energy cells.
He couldn't help but think of the uses Sam had for these things and felt excited and most of all he is excited to have the harbinger.
But only after he started making the energy cells did he understand how difficult it is to make them.
He might have had the experience with manipulation ability, but he didn't have the same focus Sam has. The concentration that was needed to make these things is too much and he was never the maker, to begin with.
After some time, he decided to give the blueprints to his artisans and research different ways to make the harbinger move while he gave the blueprints of the parks to his subordinates to create them in the realms with more mortal plane cultivators to gain the extra income.
He was a money whore, to begin with, and this is the perfect object for him.
After he was done with that, he sat down with Butler Si and asked.
"Butler Si, none of our artisans thought of using these things like this, the basic formations and inscriptions seemed to be completely different when they fell in the hands of Sam. Why is that? Why do you think he is so capable of doing things like this?
I am really fascinated by this moneymaking park. He did it when he was in his teens, can you imagine that? The artisans that are hundred of years old couldn't even do that, but he managed to do it.
What makes him be like that?
I am really looking forward to seeing what his brain holds. I want to dig it up now. I want to devour the soul as a whole, but I realized, the more desperate I appear, the easier it is for the chimera to deal damage to me.
But I really cannot help but think about it."
When Sivan spoke like that, Butler Si remembered the scene he saw a few days ago in the Red Matter Planet.
He doesn't have an answer for Sivan's question, but sure as hell knew that his young master didn't even scratch the surface of what Sam can do.
After all, he did destroy a branch without making a move himself and everything happened in a few minutes in which, Butler Si himself almost got injured.
When he looked at this that way, Butler Si started connecting some thoughts and came to a conclusion. He shouldn't let Sam stay away for a long time. In the few months, he was away, he managed to create that cursed ghost destruction, he doesn't want him to make something more powerful.
He immediately excused himself and went to meet the elder from the Star Eye sect.