After obtaining crucial intelligence from Remia, Michael’s spirit was greatly uplifted! Undoubtedly, the onion-skin-like intelligence that Remia exhibited was a testant to AI’s progress.
Then go and have a look at the Bronze Flower. From its initial design, although Bronze Flower appeared youthful and lively in form and possessed high chanical design capabilities, it still seed sowhat backward in terms of emotional intelligence. From its current display of willfulness, it’s more like a big child.
Michael entered the residence of Bronze Flower, once again taking on the role of a steward.
The lights in the residence were dim.
Michael knew her character; it was not possible for her to go to bed so early, so he prepared a pot of her favorite sweet tea in advance and entered the underwater workshop.
As expected, Tifa was in the midst of creating a design model, constantly altering its form under the influence of magic.
Michael had to admire her chanical talents. It’s just a sha that the Bronze City has been locked in by the Empire’s technological limits. No matter how hard she tried, she would likely just be spinning her wheels, unable to break through the Empire’s technical barriers. And if chanics couldn’t make breakthroughs, her status as a chanical Mage might even be surpassed by Fafnir.
Finally, the model made a cracking sound, seemingly a failure.
Tifa sighed helplessly.
Michael tily said, "Miss, you’ve worked hard, have so tea!"
Tifa rely held the cup, took a sip, and continued staring at the blueprints in deep thought.
This was yet another patience-testing phase for Michael, who could only wait idly by her side.
This wait lasted for half an hour. How precious Michael’s ti was! In the end, he could not afford to wait any longer and decided to break the stalemate.
Michael gently refilled her cup to see if it would interrupt her thinking.
Tifa shook her head and drank it down in one go.
So, taking her relaxation as an opportunity to talk: "Miss, latest news, they suspect interference from the Pirate King; the missing Golden Empire guard ship was not found."
Tifa’s eyes lit up: "Confird taken by the pirates?"
"Though not certain, it’s the only direction on the Golden Continent."
Tifa sighed, "It would be great to get hold of that guard ship, I just want to see its power unit."
Michael said, "Actually, even disassembling the entire power unit is very difficult; the core of the power unit is not design, but materials."
Tifa sighed, "Of course, I know, is there really no way at all..."
With that said, she continued using Mana to simulate the model.
A way, Michael might have one, but... still, it’s best to discuss it in the group.
"tatron!"
tatron laughed, "Asking about Chun? Don’t worry, I’ve just arranged his dorm cellmates, all my spies! If he doesn’t develop, I’ll continue to lock him down. If he develops, I’ll counter him at the bottom!"
Michael shook his head and sighed, "Just a prisoner... I’m talking about sothing else, what do you think about Bronze Flower’s developnt potential?"
tatron said solemnly, "Boss, if we want to build advanced warships ourselves, we can only rely on her! Because she has the financial and military backing of the entire Bronze City, sothing no other NPC can achieve."
Michael sighed, "I know; my point is, is there any need to still keep Bronze Flower’s spirit confined in the Heroic Spirit Hall? She’s different from the other four; she’s too limited by chanical capabilities..."
tatron was surprised, "Boss, are you suggesting letting her out?"
Michael said, "Yes! Transfer her spirit using the Dream Machine, and then install the machine on a combat repair robot! My archaeology airship can depart tomorrow, but we only have the clown, Ms. Celia, Gauss is very likely to join, but there’s been no suitable fourth choice! Most importantly, I can’t conveniently accompany them, so we urgently need soone who can monitor the archaeology team at all tis. Now that I think about it, Bronze Flower is the most suitable. She can join the team as a robot and closely study the Empire’s Void Spaceship."
Gabriel said, "But our biggest concern is the desynchronization of spirit and reality; won’t this completely desynchronize it?"
Michael said, "That’s why we rely on the Dream Machine to make her believe that this journey is a dream realization of her wishes! Completely unrelated to reality!"
Gabriel laughed, "Isn’t the Heroic Spirit Hall already a dream? Now it’s a dream within a dream?"
Michael said, "Yes. A deep dream was originally a brain research project, we can take this opportunity to push it forward."
tatron said, "Since it’s the result of careful consideration by the boss, I have no objections."
Gabriel laughed, "Alright, it was originally my research project too, I’ll await the results with anticipation."
Michael sighed, "After all, in the scriptures, it’s Gabriel who gives the Holy Mother Mary the dream, allowing her to conceive the Holy Child with the Holy Spirit, the Dream Angel..."
Gabriel humd, "Still the Divine Left Seat!"
Michael made up his mind and cut back into the ga, interrupting Tifa in her contemplation: "Miss, I know the First Sage has a Dream Machine that can fulfill your wishes! I can go borrow it!"
Tifa was suddenly startled, "The First Sage?"
"Yes, please wait a mont, Miss!"
Michael turned around, completed his arrangents, and ca back: "Miss, you can check in the bedroom now!"
After all, the Heroic Spirit Hall is a dream realm; scene transitions happen with dream transitions, no need to worry about the details of the machine’s origins.
Tifa was greatly shocked staring at the crystal coffin-like object placed on the bed: "Is this the Dream Machine?"
"Yes, Miss, you only need to fall asleep inside, and you will dream of appearing at the Golden Divine Throne and about to join an exploration of a Void Spaceship. The ship is a second-hand one, problems may arise, and at that ti you can repair and research the power unit, these units are more advanced than those on guard ships..."
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