The calm sea surface slowed down Su Lun and Pandora, having shaken off the Magic Emperor’s pursuers.
Having hastened their journey, several high-grade demon cores in Su’s hand had been drained into powder, and only then did the pallor on his face begin to ease.
Just now, having stored that submarine in the mini Void World had drained his dark spiritual power, which had now recovered a layer or two, finally reducing his feeling of total exhaustion.
Su Lun took a deep breath and turned to Pandora, who had been with him all the way, and said, "Thank you."
Pandora was habitually reticent, rely nodding and responding, "Hmm."
However, now was not the ti for pleasantries.
Initially, it was just about trying his luck to verify the actual existence of that "secret chanical Research Academy."
Unexpectedly, his luck was phenonal, striking the jackpot on the first attempt.
It was only after Su Lun harvested so mories from the chanical warriors on the submarine that he realized the vessel was "Royal Number Seven." It indeed belonged to the princess of Mafa as part of her dowry and was also a technical support extended to King Oleg of the North Sea. The submarine carried Mafa’s most advanced chanical equipnt and chanical engineers, its value imasurable.
Now that he had the goods, both the princess of Mafa and the North Sea fleet would definitely go insane trying to search for them.
This Void Sanctuary was not a place one could leave at just any ti; departure depended on specific ocean currents and wind directions, too.
Taking advantage of his recently recovered dark spiritual power, Su Lun took out a spatial scroll and shouted softly, "Unravel!"
A small assault boat dropped into the water.
The two boarded, and as the steam boiler started, the small boat sliced through the sea, creating a streak of white waves, speeding off.
After making a round, they picked up Dr. Banks, who had evacuated earlier, and Su Lun steered the small boat toward the northwest.
...
The Void Sanctuary was vast, easily the size of a duchy.
The North Sea fleet, vast as it was, couldn’t possibly defend every location.
Moreover, Su Lun knew almost everything about their defensive positions.
Driving the assault boat, Su Lun navigated toward the blind spots in the watchtower’s surveillance. A quarter of an hour later, he saw the "Eternal Night Emperor" slowly approaching in the darkness.
This was the eting coordinate planned in advance.
The battle happened in the southeast; the eting point, in the northwest, perfectly evaded the pursuers.
Su Lun and his two companions leapt onto the ship, where the mbers of the Dawn Group greeted them warmly.
The fight they just had in intercepting the pursuers had also been fierce, with evident signs of cannon fire damage on the Eternal Night.
Su Lun looked around, his concern evident as he asked, "Sister Qiantiao, did you encounter any mishaps here?"
There were many bloodstains on Qiantiao’s clothes, but she seed unconcerned as she replied, "No, we sank two ships that were pursuing us, killed so people, no big issue. The Eternal Night is faster than their ships, and we quickly lost them."
After saying this, she asked, "How about you?"
Su Lun replied, "Very smoothly."
Hearing this, Qiantiao raised an eyebrow and said, "Yo. Seems like we really hit the jackpot this ti."
"Yes, the haul was substantial."
Su Lun nodded and briefly explained, "Just as Dr. Banks predicted, that submarine housed a ’secret research facility.’ It took so effort, but I managed to capture it just now."
At these words, joy appeared on the faces of everyone in the Dawn Group.
They all knew the value of a Mafa chanical research facility and began to whisper excitedly among themselves.
"Did it really succeed? My gosh, that’s incredible."
"Mr. Su Lun is unbelievably strong, to forcibly capture a Mafa submarine? You know, that’s guarded by a brigade of colonel-level chanical warriors, sothing not even an entire fleet could easily overco..."
"Well, it’s Mr. Su Lun, after all!"
"Hahaha, with such a precious thing stolen, King Oleg and the princess must be nursing so serious headaches now, perhaps even breaking their alliance..."
"Mafa’s chanical technology is decades ahead of Ruyin’s. Once Mr. Su Lun decrypts it, the Dawn Group will also have cutting-edge technology... Oh, those cannon fires we endured were really intense; now, we’re even."
"..."
The people chatted and laughed joyously.
Clearly, however, this was not the ti to celebrate, as the lookout in the watchtower had already spotted the enemy approaching.
Su Lun also spoke up, "The situation now is that the research facility is of great significance to the North Sea fleet, who will definitely send heavy forces to hunt us down. And we can’t leave just yet..."
They hadn’t planned on leaving now anyway; the Void Academy was just ahead, and they were intent on visiting it no matter what.
Upon hearing this, Qiantiao shrugged and said, "Then we stick to the plan. Looks like we need to ’disappear’ for a while."
"Yes."
Su Lun nodded.
Having taken action, they were naturally well-prepared.
He addressed everyone, "All those with spatial abilities, prepare to execute the ’Stealth Plan’."
"Alright!"
Upon receiving the order, everyone began to make their moves.
...
Last ti, after ambushing three detachnts of the North Sea Void Fleet, they got a large amount of spatial materials and gear. Now, the Dawn Group had over a hundred professionals who had successfully integrated these materials and acquired preliminary spatial abilities.
These people began setting up alchemy formations in the various chambers of the Eternal Night, each person responsible for a small part, but when linked together, they ford a gigantic cohesive alchemy formation.
That was because Su Lun had previously studied the structure of the Eternal Night, planning it ahead of ti.
The others didn’t need a deep comprehension of the Space Law, just basic knowledge of introductory magic spells, which allowed for dummy-proof operation.
The casting speed of any alchemy spell could be enhanced with external items, such as pre-engraved alchemy formations and using a large amount of energy crystal cores.
Su Lun’s "Void Whale Swallow" spell could do the sa.
The plan was to engulf the entire Dawn Group and the "Eternal Night" into the small Void World.
This way, his target would be much smaller.
The enemy, even if intent on surrounding them, would almost certainly not be able to find them.
Previously, it took him nearly twenty minutes to engulf the hundred-ter "Royal Number Seven."
Now, to swallow the much larger "Eternal Night Emperor" would take several tis longer.
But now, with these hundred-plus people helping, it could be resolved within minutes.
"Deck alchemy formation is set up!"
"Cabin layout completed!"
"Outer hull deploynt finished!"
"Everyone, prepare to activate the alchemy formation."
"..."
In just under two minutes, on the vast sea ship, over a hundred people simultaneously ford the sorcerer’s seals to activate the alchemy formation.
The arranged energy crystal cores also lit up one by one, channeling energy into the formation.
In an instant, a unique black glow of the Space Law covered the whole battleship.
The entire casting process would probably consu energy crystal cores worth several hundred million resos, but it was not a pity.
No matter what, this ti they were going to make a huge profit.
Su Lun stood alone atop the main mast, the black hole in his hands growing larger. Soon, it was as large as a giant black whale with its mouth wide open, gulping down the vast ship in one swallow.
The entire sea surface instantly beca calm.
Su Lun looked at the pursuers rushing towards him in the distance, his lips slightly curling up, and he conjured a "replacent doll" as if by magic.
He sliced his finger and drew a line of blood on the puppet, and as soon as a faint light flashed, a phosphorous fire ignited, turning the doll into ashes in the blink of an eye.
With that, the causal connection was severed,
this ti,
even mysterious thods wouldn’t be able to find him.
Su Lun didn’t bother with the pursuers, he headed in a barren direction, disappearing over the deep blue sea shrouded in night.
....
Before long, dozens of ships bearing the flag of the North Sea Fleet sails arrived consecutively near the last known area of the Dawn Group.
Among them, the "Princess Stika" of the Sea King class was particularly conspicuous among the pirate ships.
It was as though hounds had suddenly lost the scent of their prey, losing direction, these pirate ships aimlessly circled the sea, searching for clues.
But no matter what thods they used, they found that not any trace could be found.
"Her Royal Highness Princess, the scent and biological markers end here, completely cut off; the scouting squad lost the target information."
"Your Highness, the chanical tracking instrunts are also showing beyond the sensing range, signal lost..."
"Your Highness, Master Cruz’s pendulum divination also didn’t yield any results. Those people must have used counter-divination asures."
"..."
One piece of bad news after another, on board the "Princess," Princess Stika, dressed in a water-blue long dress, had a face so grim it could kill.
She exclaid in disbelief, "How can they just vanish? Such a large ship full of people, how can there be no trace at all?!"
Repeated frustrations, this Princess of Mafa was truly consud by rage.
Previously left markers, blood traces... bizarrely disappeared without a trace.
Whether tracking signals or mysterious asures, all completely lost their response.
These people seed to have vanished into thin air from this world.
Aboard dozens of pirate ships, nobody dared to speak at that mont; the atmosphere was extrely tense.
Princess Stika’s murder intent erupted like a volcano, unable to maintain her royal composure, she shouted angrily, "What are you standing around for, go chase them down?! Those people can’t leave the secret realm, they must be hiding sowhere. Even if you have to turn this sea upside down, you must find them for !"
"Yes!"
With that, the royal guards and pirates hurriedly dispersed in fear.
Unable to contain her anger, Princess Stika couldn’t help but curse, "Hmph, a bunch of trash!"
Until now, she couldn’t comprehend why they could be attacked by an external force in this secret realm, reportedly top-secret of the North Sea Kingdom.
How did the opposing side precisely locate the submarine hidden in the sea?
Moreover, the attack had just occurred not long ago; not only was the enemy unidentified, now not even a trace of them could be found?
These bizarre coincidences strung together forced one to suspect a shocking conspiracy was at play.
Could there be a traitor among their own high ranks?
Princess Stika’s expression beca uglier than ever.
If they truly lost the "Royal No. 7," then her greatest bargaining chip was lost. This would be a disastrous consequence for the Mafa Empire, for the North Sea Kingdom!
No one could bear the responsibility!
The North Sea Fleet had now mobilized all available manpower within the secret realm to comnce a carpet-style search.
She only hoped that they could find them before those people could get away.
....
And just then, a detailed battle report also ca from the previously ambushed submarine.
chanical octopus, Black Scythe, Spatial Ability...
Hearing these clues, Princess Stika’s mind instantly went back to those who had attempted to assassinate her at sea half a month ago.
"Those people survived the Sea Ruins?"
"Your Highness, I’m afraid so. The Sea Emperor-class battleship that interfered with our reinforcents before seems to be the ’Eternal Night Emperor,’ which is over two hundred years old, belonging to ’Pirate Emperor’ Francis Drake, reportedly in the Sea Ruins..."
"Damn it, didn’t the priests of the Temple of Aghaparnon say that no one could survive the Sea Ruins? What the hell is going on now?!"
"..."
Princess Stika was in turmoil.
She could not have imagined, those who ambushed the submarine this ti, were the sa group that had attempted to assassinate her previously.
Royal family of Lu Ying?
Duke Raphael?
Rega’an family?
Or even, the opposing factions within the empire...
Which faction’s people were they?!
After analyzing the battle report, the staff team also arrived at a conclusion that was hard to believe.
Although they felt it was impossible for anyone to steal a "Hurricane Submarine" using Spatial Ability,
the fact had already occurred right in front of them.
Moreover, it was now entirely possible to deduce that the sudden disappearance of that Imperial-class battleship was also for the sa reason. That person had hidden the entire ship in another dinsion.
That’s why all sensing signals had been lost.
But how did that person manage that?
Under normal circumstances, even spatial professionals of the seventh or eighth rank absolutely couldn’t achieve such a feat.
"The Royal q," even when sealed in a storage space, could be traced through instrunts or divination thods.
What about this situation where not a single trace was left?
Unless... it was another dinsion.
How is that possible!!!
Princess Stika, after connecting the dots of several incidents, was completely certain that this was a long-planned grand conspiracy.
"Damn it, notify the Imperial Intelligence Service, activate all the dormant spies in Ruying, and find out who is behind this move. Intercept all suspicious persons leaving the North Sea at all costs, especially the movents at Duke Rafael’s end! Otherwise, the leakage of those critical technologies would be a disaster for the Empire..."
"Yes!"
....
While the North Sea Fleet was launching a carpet-style search involving hundreds of thousands of people in the secret realm,
dozens of miles away, Su Lun had taken a [Submarine Breathing Potion] and was casually floating in a deserted part of the ocean.
The sea here was like the backyard pool of the Secret Realm Academy; there were no particularly dangerous marine creatures, and even fish were rare. A body bag was always ready, and he didn’t believe anyone could drain the sea to find him.
Although it was possible to encounter soone with a special talent like Tanni who could "listen to the beasts of the sea," the chances were extrely low.
At least, the intelligence Su Lun stripped previously indicated that there was no such person in the Magic Emperor’s royal guard, and the North Sea Fleet never said they had one either.
"Her Royal Highness Princess Stika must be thinking about troubling Duke Rafael now,"
Su Lun thought to himself.
Only Duke Rafael had the chanical Octopuses.
As long as they didn’t catch their Dawn Group, it was destined to remain an unsolved case.
Duke Rafael’s side claid they weren’t involved, but Magic was definitely not going to believe that, could it eventually lead to various espionage battles?
Su Lun raised an eyebrow and did not think much about it.
He lay back leisurely in the sea waters, his mind also venturing into the "Little Void Realm."
This was his cultivation space, but Su Lun’s original body couldn’t venture there because he was the "linking point" between two dinsions.
If he went in, that point would cease to exist, trapping him inside forever.
At this mont, a massive black-sailed ship and a chanical submarine were floating in the void.
Even with these two colossal objects inserted, they only occupied one percent of the space in this dinsion.
In the Void Realm, there’s no such thing as a "gravity field"; originally, there was nothing here, not even air, which was later added by Su Lun.
So everything here was floating in midair.
Supplies, equipnt, puppets, materials... and the treasures previously obtained from the sea ruins, all here.
Other than Pandora and Barrett, none of the Dawn Group had ever visited Su Lun’s "Little Void Realm."
As Su Lun’s will descended, he watched them floating around curiously, imagining what it felt like to be free from gravity.
"Hahaha... it’s magical, I never thought I could fly!"
"Oh, Mr. Su Lun, this space is truly mystical. Had I known it was this fun, I would have co here sooner."
"Wow... Kama, your teacher is so wealthy, there are so many treasures, my eyes are dazzled."
"Ah, sister, no wonder the teacher said that high-ranked puppeteers need financial support. Oh, I feel, to beco a successful puppeteer, one must first beco a rich man."
"..."
Kama, Lolota, Tanni, and Abuk floated around the space, marveling at the treasures in Su Lun’s realm.
Even Qian Tiao was seeing Su Lun’s wealth for the first ti, and couldn’t help but be amazed.
The gambling-addicted lady always had empty pockets and no concept of saving money, chatting and laughing slyly with so of the Dawn Group’s upper echelons.
Qian Tiao was not about to be polite with Su Lun, boldly grabbing treasures others dared not touch. Not only did she take them, but she also comnted, "Heh, Su Lun the kid really is rich. Not to ntion the treasures obtained from the sea ruins, but his previous collections make him wealthier than so major nobles."
Barrett also looked very happy, laughing as he said, "That’s natural, at least I was never as rich as him before. No, at least many of the centuries-old nobles I’ve seen are about the sa. Tsk tsk... when we get out, we definitely need to slice a big piece off him."
Hearing this, everyone in the Dawn Group agreed in unison, "Hahaha, right, right! Next ti we dock, we absolutely must make Mr. Su Lun treat our whole team!"
Even the always serious Dr. Banks laughed and responded, "As it should be."
As soon as Su Lun’s will entered, he heard everyone talking about his treasures, and he grumbled in a feigned aggrieved tone, "Hey hey hey... co on everyone, this isn’t very nice, is it?"
.....
Suddenly, Su Lun’s voice echoed in the void, but no figure was seen, leaving everyone puzzled and looking up at the space.
Everyone was joking, not serious at all.
With that said by Su Lun, everyone burst into laughter again.
Curiously blinking her big eyes, Kama asked, "Eh... teacher, have you co in?"
Su Lun said, "Yes. I can see everything in the space, but my body can’t enter."
This feeling, it was as if he were... a deity of this world.
He continued, "The North Sea Fleet has already started a large-scale hunt, so you might have to stay in this space for a few days. There are supplies over there."
"Okay."
Naturally, everyone had no objections to this.
All mbers of the Dawn Group had absolute trust in Su Lun.
Su Lun did not say much else, his main concern being the "Royal Number Seven" chanical submarine.
Here, his perception could easily cover everything.
Peering into that submarine, there were still more than eighty living people inside. Except for a few wearing Royal Naval uniforms, the vast majority were researchers in white lab coats.
All of them were top-notch chanical engineers, the real crè de la crè of the chanical field.
Having captured so captives, Su Lun couldn’t hide his joy.
The value of these people was even comparable to that of the submarine filled with top-notch equipnt.
Simply placing them in the Royal Academy of Luying could support a top-level "chanical Research Academy"!
They were not just labor and R&D resources, but also teaching resources.
Normally, capturing these captives would cause trouble for anyone.
They were scientists from Mafa, brought by Princess Frost Moon, so naturally they had absolute loyalty.
Su Lun wanted them to work for him, which was absolutely impossible. Or rather, it would take a long ti and a great cost to convert them. Forcibly enslaving them would only destroy these valuable scientists. In the end, probably few would survive.
But now, with Pandora as a special ally, everything beca simple.
As the "God of Moon Reading," she was best at using spiritual ans to influence her followers.
It was a basic ability of the gods.
In just a few days, these people’s loyalty would change, and then they would wholeheartedly obey Pandora.
Su Lun didn’t care about their faith, as long as they could help him work.
He didn’t look at those people anymore.
Instead, he turned his gaze to the precision instrunts stuffed inside this hundred-ter-long submarine.
....
"My goodness, I’ve really struck it rich now!"
Su Lun looked at the rows of precision instrunts in front of him, feeling an excitent that he hadn’t felt for a long ti.
Inside the cabin, there was an entire chanical armor production line.
The MT667 Stamping Machine, the Hail VI Ultra-Precision Laser Cutter, the Ancient Goblin Rune Carving Machine, the Void Particle Stabilizer, the Miniature Energy Core Manufacturing Boiler, the Dwarf’s Gold Armor Machine Tool, the KII Special Steel Alchemy Furnace…
Su Lun had once dread of having such a batch of instrunts to help him forge chanical equipnt.
But he hadn’t expected his dream to co true just like that.
It made him feel like he did when he first received the forbidden item "Xiupunos’s Night Scythe," as if he had gained a new world.
These were high-end instrunts that couldn’t be seen on the market.
Even in Mafa, they could only appear in the military’s most advanced labs.
Inside the cabin, there were over ten complete combat chas that didn’t leave their chambers, one at "Colonel level," four at "Major level," eight third-tier "Soldier level."
In the chanical safe, there were also basic type chanical armor forging diagrams, chanical cannon drawings, special ammunition blueprints, and chanical equipnt blueprints...
It seed they likely planned to build a production line in the North Sea and then mass-produce those chanical armors.
Although these blueprints are mostly basic first, second, and third-tier soldier armors, once mass-produced, the increase to the North Sea fleet’s combat power would be terrifying.
The impact on the northern parts of Luying would also be very significant.
Now, however, Su Lun had intercepted them.
Seeing these instrunts, the first thing Su Lun thought of wasn’t chanical armors, but a mature "assembly line" capable of producing chanical octopuses!
That Ancient Goblin Rune Carving Machine could actually automatically carve any rune below the seventh level!
(Note: Seventh-level runes and above generally require integration with Space Law understanding, and currently no machinery can replace this)
Although it still couldn’t carve so overly complex runes, it was completely sufficient for manufacturing ordinary chanical octopuses. Enjoy new tales from .Côm
This was much more efficient than Su Lun manually drawing the runes.
Then there was the MT667 Stamping Machine - as long as suitable molds were made, it could mass-produce extrely precise chanical parts.
This was perfect for tasks like forging the thousands of chanical armor pieces required for chanical octopuses.
Previously, Su Lun had to forge each piece by hand, but now, just by entering data, the machine could forge tens of thousands of tal pieces overnight!
There were also boilers, cutting machines, laser quality testers...
If they could accommodate the forging of chanical armor, they could also et nearly all the chanical component requirents of chanical octopuses.
Su Lun just needed to address so minor issues with "biological nerves" to start production.
Su Lun was even breathing heavily.
Although he estimated that the mass-produced chanical octopuses would be lower in quality than his handmade ones, that didn’t matter anymore!
Absolute quantity suppression could compensate for all quality deficiencies.
No,
The current quality might be sowhat lacking, but in the future, it definitely wouldn’t be!
The quality would only be higher!
Besides the equipnt, Su Lun realized he had also captured this group of Mafa’s senior chanics!
The chanical skills they mastered were far superior to those of the chanics under Duke Raphael, definitely capable of rectifying deficiencies in the chanical parts of chanical octopuses and creating brand-new chanical octopuses!
With both talent and equipnt,
Theoretically, as long as he could find enough materials, this production line could continuously produce chanical octopuses.
And, Mafa didn’t have neural chanical technology, nor did Duke Raphael have top chanical technology.
This also ant that Su Lun’s future chanical octopus army would be unique!
The most advanced!
And, previously, the people of Mafa placed the chanical production line in a submarine for safety.
But Su Lun had no such concerns.
His small void realm had enough space and was safe enough.
He could even deploy so super-large chanical tools in the space later, and directly set up a "chanic Warfare Workshop" here, which would greatly increase the output!
If a thousand chanical octopuses weren’t enough,
What about ten thousand?
Or even a hundred thousand! (Wishful thinking, I can’t control that many yet.)
At that thought, Su Lun could already envision the unstoppable dominion of his chanical puppet master.
He murmured, "Work is aligned, now the concern is where to get so much material..."
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