Chapter 2076 Dynamo <TOC> Chapter 2078 Metal Sphere
Translator: SumTLMan
Boil Gentleman: “It’s perfectly fine for Highness Shava to visit the natural course of things. However, the mother body of the Seed of Distortion has already entered its decay phase, and there’s a prime specimen in the Transformation Laboratory that’s at its peak.”
One in decay, one in prime condition; the prime specimen is undoubtedly more worthy of study.
Since Boil Gentleman had put it that way, Angel didn’t insist further. Nodding, Angel followed Boil Gentleman through the wide-open doors.
From the corridor, the interior of the door appeared as pure darkness, invisible to the eye.
But as he stepped inside, Angel found the place to be nothing like what was visible from the outside.
Not only was it very bright, but it was also quite spacious.
The area visible to his eyes was about the size of the Mademoiselle Goldilocks Castle’s main hall, and with the numerous passages and doors here, the space beyond might be even larger.
The room’s style also surprised Angel.
It was filled with chains, gears, and intricate parts, as well as iron pipes leading to unknown destinations. At first glance, it resembled an alchemist’s laboratory but was more complex and rich in components. Even underfoot, the sound of moving parts could be faintly heard, as if transitioning from a mysterious Nightmare Plane to a world of steampunk.
While Angel was surveying his surroundings, Boil Gentleman had already briskly walked into the laboratory covered with various pipes of all sizes.
Boil Gentleman hung his hat on an abandoned flue connected to an iron pipe, his emotions palpably excited, as he approached a recessed pool glowing with fluorescent green.
“This is the melting pool of the dynamo! Oh, look at this beautiful light solvent. I’m so eager to show Highness Shava the reborn dynamo!”
Angel couldn’t see Boil Gentleman’s expression, but his excited words revealed his exhilaration.
Hesitating for a moment, Angel still entered the transformation laboratory filled with various small components.
Moving even faster was a spotted puppy, familiar with such an environment, effortlessly avoiding gears and moving pipes.
However, the spotted puppy didn’t head towards the melting pool but instead ran around the laboratory as if playing.
Angel initially wanted to caution it to be careful but then thought better of it. The spotted puppy, being the prime weapon under the Minister of Arms, wouldn’t likely be harmed even if the entire laboratory exploded.
With this thought, Angel didn’t pay further attention to the spotted puppy and instead walked towards Boil Gentleman.
But before he could reach him, Angel heard the spotted puppy barking from a distance. Turning around, he saw the spotted puppy standing on a trembling iron pipe, barking towards something behind the pipe.
As Angel wondered, a thin, sucker-covered tentacle slowly emerged from behind the pipe.
Upon its appearance, the tentacle launched an attack at the spotted puppy.
Like a swift arrow, it fiercely jabbed towards the spotted puppy’s head.
Although the tentacle moved swiftly, the spotted puppy was even faster. Before the attack could be properly positioned, the next second saw the spotted puppy vanish from the range of the attack.
Behind the iron pipes, the tentacle, having missed its first strike, extended three more ostentatious tentacles from different directions to attack the spotted puppy.
Yet it was still futile. The speed of the spotted puppy… even Angel, despite activating his gravity lines, had to admit defeat.
The spotted puppy could dodge the tentacle’s attacks, but it did not counterattack, seemingly playing along with the tentacle.
“Oh, it’s the Seed of Distortion that was locked in cage number 3,” Boil Gentleman said, arriving at the site of the great battle between the spotted puppy and the tentacle, looking towards the back of the pipe: “Being able to penetrate the defense shield outside the cage, it seems this Seed of Distortion has entered its mature phase.”
Boil Gentleman extended his invisible hand, scooping up something from behind the pipe, a metal cage.
As Boil Gentleman mentioned, inside the cage at this moment was a Seed of Distortion, similar in size to the one Angel had seen in the Black Dream Tunnel, albeit slightly smaller.
This Seed of Distortion, currently striving to extend its tentacles out of the cage in an attempt to capture the spotted puppy, showed no reaction to Boil Gentleman holding it.
Boil Gentleman put his hand inside the cage, gently touching the spherical core of the Seed of Distortion, murmuring, “You’re still young, not yet mature, don’t always think about possession.”
“And if you do choose to possess, don’t pick this dog. Later, I’ll check the net in the void to see if any magic creatures have been caught.”
After Boil Gentleman finished speaking, the Seed of Distortion seemed to understand his words, slowly retracting its tentacles back into the cage.
Once retracted, Boil Gentleman placed the Seed of Distortion’s cage back in its original place. What seemed like a resolution to the conflict left the spotted puppy somewhat disappointed; it seemed to prefer the playful tentacles over the more docile Seed of Distortion.
Having dealt with the Seed of Distortion, Boil Gentleman then approached Angel.
“This Seed of Distortion is what I previously referred to as the perfect offspring of the Seed of Distortion mother. From infancy to semi-maturity, it took less than five days. I estimate that in another day, it will reach full maturity.”
“If it were the Seed of Distortion mother in the outer corridor, the offspring would need half a month to grow to semi-maturity. After all, it has entered its declining phase.”
After explaining, Boil Gentleman asked Angel whether he wanted to see the Seed of Distortion’s mother or the dynamo first.
Angel was indifferent, but since the melting pool where the dynamo was located was nearby, he chose to visit the dynamo first.
When they arrived at the melting pool, Angel noticed it was a circular metal pit about ten meters in diameter, filled with a glowing green solvent.
The glowing solvent bubbled continuously, seemingly underlain by scorching heat.
Despite the bubbling, there was no odor. Presumably, the pit’s walls had odor-removing flues directing any smells away.
Angel didn’t know what the glowing green solvent was. Even with his Eye of Nalda activated, he couldn’t discern any clues. This meant that the ‘server’ in the mental space showed only question marks in its data.
Such a clueless situation was rare for someone with Angel’s breadth of knowledge.
If he were in the outside world, Angel would probably have started researching in astonishment.
But this place was, after all, an extension of the Nightmare Plane, and any strangeness here seemed explainable. So, Angel didn’t delve into the true nature of the solvent, assuming Boil Gentleman would explain.
Because, from Boil Gentleman’s excited demeanor, it seemed the secret of the dynamo might be hidden in these green solvents.