A few damp strands of dark hair clung to her skin and elf-like pointed ears. With cheeks slightly flushed, she was almost in Lin Guang's face, full of excitent, looking completely unguarded.
"At this rate, if you, boss, co for a day or two per week, the spiritual artifact's creation can be completed in about two months, definitely less than three!"
Her eyes were sparkling, almost hugging Lin Guang tightly, like a child looking at their most precious treasure, her tail wagging back and forth with an expectant expression.
"So..."
"Since we're not short on ti, do you think we could... today..."
Lin Guang couldn't help but laugh.
He could feel Zumama's nature... basically she was as straightforward as they co.
Even in this posture, she was unlikely thinking about sothing else.
"Alright."
"Boss! You're amazing!"
Zumama's eyes shone as she pulled Lin Guang along, dashing up to the high platform in a few swift movents, standing before the scarred Angry Iron Plate.
With its rugged force and beauty, the steel creation still stood there.
Compared to last ti, most of its spirit gold shell had been temporarily removed, placed aside, revealing the intricate internal pipelines and the severely damaged spirit rune array module structure, leaving only a skeleton.
The wound on its body, almost severed at an angle, was now plugged by Zumama with so kind of translucent blue gel.
However, the wound was still there, many internal components had lted and re-solidified upon impact, turning into crystalline-like substances clinging to the crevice, resembling congealed scabs.
On the workbench beside lay a thick stack of blueprints.
— Those were the design blueprints of the Angry Iron Plate.
At this mont, looking at her severely damaged creation, Zumama's expression suddenly cald, gently extending her hand to stroke its exposed internal structure after the removal of the shell.
Lin Guang also activated his power again.
Dark golden fragnts, accompanied by indigo light, blossod in the center of the factory.
Using the Source Stone as a bridge, their minds were once again interconnected to so extent.
Zumama also reentered that special mode.
Only this ti, Lin Guang could distinctly feel Zumama's mood beside him.
She picked up that seemingly omnipotent wrench again, continued dismantling parts of the Angry Iron Plate, while inspecting and thinking, occasionally making modifications and designing on the blueprints beside her.
She was using Lin Guang's power, trying to revive this Steel Giant.
...…
Three hours later.
As more dismantled parts were placed beside, the traces depicted on the stack of blueprints grew deeper and deeper.
Liko returned to help, operating the chanical arm nearby to assist her master with the dismantling.
Layers of intricate and clear circuits crisscrossed in its body, occasionally attempted to be activated with external power supply.
Occasionally, so parts could still work, along with, stirring up so ethereal fluctuation, but most remained unresponsive, like blood vessels emptied of blood.
They could only continue to dismantle.
The Angry Iron Plate grew increasingly thin, from a Steel Giant that was already just a skeleton yet still broad, to growing thinner bit by bit.
Only the round translucent crystal-like core in its chest beca more and more prominent.
Zumama's brows were already tightly furrowed at so point.
Unaware of when, her movents had started to beco sluggish, her complexion sowhat pale, and the indigo light in her eyes slightly dim.
Today she had been working continuously for ten hours already.
Using ability was quite consuming for her, not to ntion such high-intensity usage; Lin Guang's assistance should have made it easier for her to endure longer, but she utilized the opportunity to further overclock.
Even though Lin Guang could still hold on, she was reaching her limit.
But at this mont, intensely focused as she was, it seed she didn't notice at all, continuing to climb up and down, removing from the left shoulder of the fuselage an engine about the size of a washbasin that functioned as an auxiliary propulsion, with so structures already damaged, then leapt off from the Angry Iron Plate.
Just as she landed, her feet suddenly wobbled slightly, almost losing her balance.
She seed unaware, placing the engine on the ground, wanting to continue working.
Then...
Suddenly, a hand gently pressed on the girl's shoulder from behind.
"Rest, today we can stop here."
"If you're too exhausted and collapse, not only would it be troubleso for as your boss, but its repair progress will also be delayed."
"..."
She turned her head, seeing the calm and warm black eyes of the young man behind her.
As the dark golden glow in his eyes faded, Zumama could feel the feeling of connection, as if sothing important was supporting her, an invincible feeling also waned, disappeared.
Zumama was slightly stunned.
In a flash, a kind of indescribable emotion, one she hadn't experienced many tis in her life, surged in her heart.
A sort of lancholy, and also, a kind of reluctance.
However, the next mont, this emotion was interrupted by a bottle of amber potion handed to her.
"This is —"
Zumama's eyes widened, clearly recognizing it as a quite advanced item, she imdiately took it, opened the cap, and drank it in one gulp.
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