Blue Lagoon Manor, Garden of Eden.
In the main laboratory, Richard sat at the circular experimental table, silently thinking about what he had experienced not long ago.
After thinking for ten minutes, he sighed and determined that his previous approach was reasonable. There was indeed no better way to deal with Rommel's order to close the mine. After all, since Rommel mentioned the matter of closing the mine, it means that the other party has more or less noticed some clues. Such small actions, such as superficially agreeing to continue mining secretly in private, will never be hidden from the other party.
Since then, he has only two ways to respond to Rommel's order: one is to respond the same as before, choosing a resistance attitude. The other is to obey and completely give up resistance.
Comparing these two methods, even if the former fails, he will still get 15 days of breathing space, and he can use this time to exploit the remaining uranium ore in the Shambhala mine as much as possible.
And why it is half a month and 15 days is the result of his careful consideration.
If the time is too short, even if he speeds up mining, he will not be able to obtain enough raw materials to make nuclear weapons. There is no essential difference.
If it took too long, Rommel would probably realize that this was a "delay strategy" and would not agree.
Therefore, 15 days is a safer option.
Then again, he may not fail.
It is true that Rommel is very strong and can easily kill even fourth-level wizard-level enemies. He is considered the strongest being he has ever seen. But the agreed result is not to kill the other party, or even to defeat the other party, but just to injure the other party.
This has put the conditions to the lowest level. If he can't even achieve this, then there is no need to study the truth of the world.
Of course, preparations still have to be made, and the fifteen days gained cannot be wasted.
So, let's get started... Richard said in his heart, stood up and walked out of the door.
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Machining Sector, Research Room No.1.
Richard appeared here, doing magic pattern carving work on the body of a miniature spell-tracking missile on the processing table.
"Shashasha..."
The end of the processing instrument passed through the projectile body, quickly making smooth dents, and then filled the dents with special magical liquid metal for cooling, in order to increase the power of the micro spell-seeking missile.
It can be seen that the micro spell tracking missiles processed at this time are different from the previous micro spell tracking missiles. The volume is more slender and the magic patterns are more complex. These are all temporary improvements.
Some of the improvements were actually quite aggressive, immature, and risky, but Richard continued to make them. Because he knew that for Rommel, it was difficult for things like micro-spell-tracking missiles to cause effective damage. Instead of using the mature micro-spell-tracking missiles to "tickle" the opponent, it was better to choose a few adventurous ideas that might be able to Rommel had some surprises.
"Shashasha..."
Richard thought and kept processing.
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Fast forward three days.
Richard appeared in the sinkhole, the magic testing ground in the Garden of Eden.
In the sinkhole, Richard stood at the bottom edge and looked forward. There was a row of lead-gray metal human-shaped targets standing there, used to test the power of some attacks.
As of today, he has completed the production of micro-spell-tracking missiles, but his purpose here is not to test the effect of the improved micro-spell-tracking missiles, but to test the effect of a light spell.
This light spell was mastered when he was studying light energy, along with the Armor of Achilles, the Lance of Longtonic and other spells. Due to the special nature of this spell, he has never used it, and now he is ready to try it.
"call-"
Richard took a deep breath, feeling the air pouring into his lungs, and controlled the flow of free energy elements in the source of law in his body with a thought. The energy elements quickly move along several specific channels in the body to an active state, and then touch and gush out to exert their effects.
"brush!"
He saw Richard's whole body suddenly light up, and his whole body was swallowed up by the dazzling golden light, and no one could be seen at all. Then a beam of light with a diameter of half a meter roared out and hit the metal target in the distance.
"Stab it!"
With a sound, the metal target that came into contact with the beam evaporated and disappeared in place.
After a few seconds, the light beam dissipated, and Richard's figure appeared. He looked at the remaining targets on the left and right edges in front of him, his lips slightly pursed.
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Seven days later.
Main laboratory.
Richard sat in front of the circular experimental table, squinting at the two "Books of the Void" placed on the table, as well as Alan Pangbo's notes.
For him, it is currently impossible to use the incomplete knowledge of the void to create an energy-absorbing tower and absorb energy stably, but this does not mean that the knowledge of the void is useless.
The knowledge recorded in the "Book of the Void" is very powerful, which is why it was so difficult for him to get these two books. Rommel even told him clearly not to get the third one. Therefore, even if the void knowledge in the "Book of the Void" cannot be used to absorb energy stably, it can still be used in other places, such as combat, and has amazing effects.
Previously, Aaron Pangbo used his weakened body to be almost immune to dodge his various skill attacks, which is an example.
Of course, if you want to use it this way, you will have to pay a certain price more or less, so you must be cautious.
Squinting at the books on the table, Richard continued to study them. After a moment, he looked away, thoughtfully.
"Is it possible to do this..." Richard said slowly, as if he had discovered something.
As he spoke, he saw his body slowly fade away, like dissipating smoke, and completely disappeared from his seat in a few seconds.
After a few more seconds, there was a "squeak" sound, and the door to the main laboratory opened. Richard, who had disappeared, walked in from the door and sat back down.
"Well..." Richard said with certainty, "It seems that it can be done, but..."
Halfway through his words, Richard paused and slowly raised his hand. He saw bright red blood seeping out from under the skin of his palm, one drop after another, and nothing could be done to stop it.
"However, there is indeed a price." Richard sighed, "But this is only logical."
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Ten days later.
Machining Sector, Research Room No.1.
Richard appeared here again. This time he did not choose to make miniature spell-tracking missiles, but instead made world-destroying gloves.
The world-destroying gloves were obviously much more complicated than micro-spell-seeking missiles. The magic patterns alone would crush them by at least two orders of magnitude, and they had to be manufactured successfully using photolithography technology. However, because the World-Destroying Glove has great power and is considered a trump card, it is rarely used. After a certain number is produced, there is almost no need to replenish it.
Most of the world-destroying gloves he has used so far have been made in one go on the East Coast.
Now, though, he's ready to make a new batch.
A whole batch.
And after finally making a batch of world-destroying gloves, he didn't stop there and took out the Black Spirit King mask again.
The Mask of the Black Spirit King is the most powerful magic item he got on the east coast. There is no one. In a sense, it is stronger than the Gloves of Destruction because it contains the remaining power of the Dark Spirit King. Previously, in order to deal with the Order of Gods on the east coast, he used almost half of it, and now he still has the other half left.
What he wants to do now is to prepare to transform it as an ultimate guarantee for future battles.
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Time passed like this day by day, and Richard used all his wisdom to increase his combat effectiveness.
From Richard's point of view, he has always considered himself to be a researcher, not a warrior. But given a certain amount of time, he, as a researcher, can become more powerful than a warrior and not afraid of anyone.
Just like that, the fifteenth day arrived.
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