Now, the lowest-grade material on him is made from the bones of Human Limit creatures.
This was brought up from the lower continents.
Otherwise, if collected here, it would probably all be Earth Level.
It’s not that he is reluctant to use them, but higher-grade materials print too slowly.
Soon, three modules were printed out; two modules for the axe head, and the handle as a separate module.
To prevent the handle from coming off, Yang Yuan specially made a latch at the junction of the handle and the axe head and then embedded the two modules for the axe head.
In this way, under normal circumstances, no matter how hard it was swung, the axe wouldn’t co apart.
A few seconds later, assembly was complete:
[Collection Axe lv.1: 0/3 (A collection axe produced by a semi-finished ga constructed by world will and concept tides, cutting trees with a collection axe can absorb the Power of Creation linked with the ga; requires a Woodcutter to fully realize the collection effect; cannot be upgraded)]
Yang Yuan raised an eyebrow.
This axe was completely manufactured based on the axe in Wang Jiahui’s hand, and the Marvel printer can even print Divine Charm, even Spirituality.
The finished product that was printed out turned out to be a collection axe, which was a bit unexpected for him.
He put away the printer, sensed the surrounding environnt, and then walked to the left.
"Eh?"
Wang Jiahui was puzzled. The axe was made, so why not give it to her?
Also, isn’t your making Marvel a bit too fast?
These doubts flashed through her mind, and she imdiately followed, but since her strength was too weak, she had difficulty moving forward as she kept getting blown back by the sandstorm, making it strenuous to keep up with Yang Yuan’s normal pace.
Half a minute later, Yang Yuan arrived under a tree.
It’s worth ntioning that the plants on this Level Four continent are extrely sturdy, to the extent that even such a massive sandstorm couldn’t destroy these trees.
Of course, not everything was completely unhard; so fragile plants had already been broken by the wind, and the ones left were strong enough.
In other words, the re hardness of these trees is comparable to the bones of a Human Limit powerhouse.
"Boom!"
Yang Yuan swung the axe down.
As a result, the tree shattered directly, with nothing collected.
There was no sense of the Power of Creation.
Following behind, Wang Jiahui could only mutter in silence, are you showing off your strength?
No experience was gained.
Yang Yuan thought about the description of the axe and imdiately looked at Wang Jiahui behind him: "You try chopping."
"Ah?" Wang Jiahui was taken aback.
"This is the process of making a Marvel; you do it yourself. I don’t need three tis, just the normal single price will do." Yang Yuan said.
"Ah, so that’s why. I thought, how could a Marvel be made so quickly?"
Wang Jiahui suddenly understood, quickly walked over, put away her axe, and took the collection axe.
"Wow, it looks so much like mine, it effortlessly links with my neurons."
The woman, who was broad-waisted and burly, joyfully weighed the collection axe and then walked to another palm tree, swinging it down vigorously once.
"Bang!"
A gash appeared on the palm tree, while the axe’s experience increased by one point.
Wang Jiahui was quite strong, with plenty of physical endurance, continuing to wield the axe.
After more than ten swings, the entire palm tree suddenly exploded with a "Boom," scattering into countless wood chips carried away by the sandstorm, leaving a large pit on the ground with no stump remaining.
Wang Jiahui, as if used to such occurrences, stood up straight, looking at Yang Yuan.
Thinking of so collection gas, Yang Yuan had an idea and asked: "Do you have a Personal Space? Or a ga-given Space Backpack?"
"The ga panel, but there’s also a Space Backpack."
Wang Jiahui said: "In our kind of life profession, there are no mystical abilities, but during the process of chopping the trees, we can gain ga experience enhancent, and physical endurance gets better and better."
Yang Yuan ca to a realization: "Did your axes and space backpacks exist after the ga’s inception?"
"Of course not. They were given by the alliance."
Wang Jiahui said: "By the way, the alliance now is no longer the Earth Alliance but the ’Survivor Trade Alliance’, which includes all the surviving intelligent life forms from the original races of the Creation Continent."
Yang Yuan understood: "You continue. Because of the Marvel’s functional orientation, the process of you chopping trees is the process of the Marvel’s forming. If you want a Marvel most suitable for you, it’s best to do it yourself. When it’s about to form, I’ll step in."
"Understood."
Wang Jiahui accepted without doubt, and imdiately continued chopping trees.
Yang Yuan followed behind, observing Wang Jiahui’s movents, but unfortunately, the semi-finished ga, although incomplete, was too profound, far beyond his current understanding.
So, he couldn’t comprehend by what principles the ga operated and could only attribute the ga itself as a Marvel, while seeing the phenona before him as Marvel characteristics.
At one point, he even wondered if he could enhance a ga himself?
Like enhancing a gaming console?
Or...could the ga software he developed, possess upgrade data? Could it be upgraded?
These thoughts flashed through his mind.
He thought maybe if given the chance, he might try.
Mainly, he was quite interested in the ga before him.
Wang Jiahui truly had abundant stamina, for she not only had to withstand the sandstorm but also chop the trees.
But besides occasionally being blown back by the sandstorm, she didn’t encounter many problems.
Yang Yuan patiently waited while following Wang Jiahui, observing the experience values.
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