Chapter 610: Chapter 172 Savage Strike_2
“”Where?”
Link, looking at the sumptuous dinner arranged on the table, cracked a small smile, “Pens and papers can’t be so considerate.”
Jasmine laughed softly, not continuing the conversation.
They ate in unspoken harmony, occasionally serving each other.
After a cozy dinner and a casual tea chitchat, they each went back to their rooms to attend to their affairs.
So the life goes on.
Having performed a deep meditation in advance, Link silently invoked and entered the “Small World.”
Franda immediately came to greet him, her eyes filled with reproach as she stared at Link. Her cheeks puffed out, her lips pouted; she seemed rather sulky.
“What’s the matter, Franda?”
Link touched Franda’s little head curiously and asked, “What made Franda unhappy?”
“Master upset Franda!”
Franda stood with her hands on her hips, huffily whining, “Why did Master give away the Nest that Franda had worked so hard to rid of its smell?”
“Ah!”
At this, Link was left speechless.
After the damaged Nest was taken into the “Small World”, Franda had reluctantly, yet patiently, cleaned it inside out.
Over time, and thanks to Franda’s help, Link had managed to transform and refine the cleaned-up damaged Nest a few days ago.
The original form of the damaged Nest was a Level 3 Insect Race Nest, which had the capability of leaving a star system, but couldn’t undertake long interstellar journeys.
Moreover, the power source of the Insect Race Nest was, from a wizard’s perspective, not advanced but rather primitive.
Link utilized some of the technology used in building interstellar battleships in the Wizard World to renovate the Nest’s power source, making it capable of short- and medium-distance interstellar travel.
Once the power supply issue was addressed, all that was left were the areas of attack and defense.
From the beginning, Link didn’t intend to increase the Nest’s defense.
During the subsequent transformations, he only slightly adjusted the Nest’s defense mechanisms to make them more suited for wizard manipulation, without making significant improvements.
Link entrusted all his remaining energy, time, and resources on improving its attack capability.
Given his preference for “Melting Rays” and “Dissolution,” Link didn’t adopt Small Caliber Obliteration Beam and Mid Caliber Star Destroyer Cannon as the Nest’s Attack Scrolls.
Instead, he chose antimatter cannons, greatly enhancing its attacking power at the cost of increasing energy consumption!
He didn’t even use the concept of main cannons in the starship attack system.
Making use of the hive-like structure of the Nest, Link created a “No feints, all main attacks” Third Ring Level Attack Scroll!
The badly damaged Nest, after a thorough cleaning, shrinking, and remodelling, began to resemble a sparsely prickled sea urchin.
Each of these protruding spikes was an antimatter cannon!
A total of 360 antimatter cannons, distributed all over the sphere of the Nest, were terrifyingly destructive.
This Nest Warship, preoccupied with concentrated fire attacking capability, was Link’s first alchemy creation.
Through sheer brute force, it was upgraded directly to the Third Ring Level.
With Assad’s “Freedom to Do Anything” thriving, and his big wedding approaching, Link naturally had to give a grand gift.
So, Link chose the newly reforged Nest Warship.
The reason Franda was so angry was that Link didn’t tell her about this decision in advance.
Despite having to bear with the rotten smell when cleaning the damaged Nest, she managed to add fragrance to it, thinking that the Lord and his Wife would be using it frequently. Her hard work was all in vain!
“In this matter, master is wrong. Master apologizes to Franda, is that alright?”
Putting himself in the shoes of the little girl, Link understood her logic. With a wry smile, he apologized profusely.
“Humph!”
Franda turned her body around and shook Link’s hand off her head. She turned her back towards him, signaling that she was still mad and didn’t want to talk to him.
Link touched Franda’s small head again, then stepped forward. Using the authority of the “World Master”, he brought the “World Spirit” Franda to the origin of the “Small World.”
The “Small World” had evolved four times and was now on the verge of transformation.
After one more evolution, the “Small” in the “Small World” would be erased, becoming a true world in every sense.
It would have complete celestial movement rules, a complete ecosystem, primitive intelligent life, and initial signs of intelligent civilization!
Link this time, came to observe the first batch of organic life that had been born in the “Small World” after they’d been bathed in thunderbolts.
However, his hopeful arrival yielded results that were not quite as expected.
Looking at these primitive organic life forms that were full of flaws, Link always had this feeling that the fourth evolution of the “Small World” was a bankrupt version.
“Franda, what do you think?”
After delving deep into his thoughts but failing to arrive at a resolution, Link asked Franda, the World Spirit.
Now confronted with a serious problem, even though she was still in a huff, Franda answered seriously, “Franda feels that the ‘Small World’ is like those people who fill their bellies with mud. It’s only been stuffed full, not truly satisfied.”
Saying this, as if she remembered something, Franda suddenly seemed depressed.
Link touched Franda’s head again, but didn’t say any comforting words about it being “all in the past”, intending to comfort Franda who was distressed by the memories of the past.
These pains buried deep within the heart would occasionally surface, brutally stirring the bruised heart.
Comfort from others is actually of no help.
It’s just a matter of gritting your teeth and getting through it.
Sniffling lightly, Franda stomped on Link’s toe and huffed, “Master’s annoying,” before vanishing from his view.