Polemos's lackluster expression imdiately caught Albion's attention before he said with a smile, "I'm serious this ti. This space station is truly out of this world."
Albion was genuinely impressed with Damocles's sheer size and design, which looked like a pointed black sword with five rings revolving around it while the center ring was the largest.
"A space station of this size must be large enough to accommodate at least 30 thousand people. Should I call it a space city instead? How did you manage to build this gastructure in such a short ti?" Albion inquired with great interest.
If such a gastructure like Damocles could be building in two years, colonizing Mars was just around the corner.
"It was difficult at first, but there is a near-limitless amount of Phantasmium resources existing in space, my Lord."
"After building my super 3D printer and producing an army of droids to make up the workforce needed, the endless Phantasmium pouring from the Dinsional Rifts in space and the Sun's limitless energy was all I needed to get things rolling, my Lord," Polemos explained.
"Is that so? I might still be new to the world's changes, but I am at least aware that solar energy is not enough to transform Phantasmium into the desired material you need. You must have added your own spiritual energy into the mix, right?"
After Albion spoke, Polemos smiled wryly before praising, "As I expected, nothing can be hidden from your all-seeing eyes, my Lord. This subordinate is impressed by your omniscience."
"Still, your spiritual energy alone should not have enough to transform all the Phantasmium needed to build Damocles. You must have realized the problem and ca up with a new quirky invention to solve the lack of spiritual energy, right?"
"As expected of my Lord, nothing can be hidden from—"
Polemos continued to sing his praises again before he was interrupted by Albion, "Enough ass-kissing."
"Ahem. Yes, my Lord." Polemos cleared his throat before explaining, "I attempted to build an energy converter that could transform solar energy in spiritual..."
"Don't tell you actually succeeded in that endeavor?" Albion's eyes quickly widened in shock.
Suppose the inexhaustible solar energy could be converted into spiritual energy. Wouldn't the world be full of Spirit Transformation Realm Cultivators trying to breakthrough to True Immortal in the future?
What kind of big brain energy was needed to achieve that kind of technological breakthrough?
"Ahem!"
Faced with the Lord's expectant shock, Polemos was a little embarrassed before cleared his throat.
"Actually, I failed... But although I failed, I managed to co up with a new source of energy that allows plants to proliferate at an incredibly accelerated rate, easily cutting down years to a re day."
Once this was spoken, Albion's eyes flickered with realization before saying, "So you relied on the spiritual energy produced by plants to fuel the construction of Damocles."
"It is apparent that you do not lack oxygen on Damocles and have t all the conditions to start colonizing Mars. In fact, I would not be surprised if you have already started, Polemos. Very impressive." Albion praised.
Polemos was flattered but even more surprised by the Lord's insight and deductions as he nodded, "As expected of my Lord. Nothing can—"
After Albion shot him a glance, Polemos swallowed his following words.
Gulp!
"Ahem, it was a joke, my Lord..." Polemos smiled ruefully before informing, "The first group of colonizers has already set foot on Mars and begun setting up the necessary facilities to accommodate life on the planet."
"I see. If there's a chance, I would also like to visit and check it out. But more importantly..." Albion furrowed his brows before saying, "Why have you fallen to Early-stage Spirit Transformation Realm despite the abundance of spiritual energy within your grasp?"
"The injuries from my battles with the other generals might have left a hidden sequela on my body that prevented my advancent to higher stages, my Lord."
Polemos expressed his regrets in regards to his stagnant cultivation as Albion inspected the Ashura Ring's inventory.
Shortly after, he patted Polemos on the shoulder and said, "When I have free ti, I'll refine sothing that will remove your sequela and help you breakthrough to higher stages again."
"Thank you, my Lord!" Polemos quickly expressed his joy before his expression turned solemn again, "We are here, my Lord. Please give a mont to land the spacecraft."
"Sure."
As Albion waited for Polemos to land in the hangar bay located on Damocles' main body, he casually glanced over to see what Cao Wudi was doing—only to see the person sitting in a corner chanting religiously.
"Oh? I didn't expect Cao Wudi to be such a religious—" Albion suddenly paused with doubt upon carefully listening.
"If I train, I'll be dead... If I train, I might live... If I train, I'll be dead... If I train, I might live..."
Albion's lips twitched upon listening to the contents of Cao Wudi's repetitive chant before he suddenly smiled with amusent. With the way that Cao Wudi chanted, he could not help but recall an old joke from his childhood days.
It was a joke about a haunted room in a hotel that causes its guests to flee in horror after listening to the unknown voice that regularly sings at night, "If the log rolls over, I'll be dead."
But after one particular guest who needed to use the restroom urgently one night headed into the haunted room's toilet, he discovered the mysterious voice belonged to a talking frog sitting on a floating log after lifting the toilet lid.
"If the log rolls over, I'll be dead." The frog sang.
In Albion's eyes, Cao Wudi was currently that talking frog.
'Co to think of it, talking frogs would have been considered creepy back in that relatively normal world... But here, talking frogs might beco normalized if frog-type interdinsional creatures are given a chance to evolve to such a stage...' Albion thought.
Shortly after, Albion suddenly hollered, "Wudi!"
"Hiii!" Cao Wudi imdiately jumped with a startled expression before he recovered shortly after and asked, "Yes, Master?"
"Get ready. We are about to disembark the spacecraft."
"Yes, Master…"
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