Chapter 1185 (1/2)

Chapter 1185: 370. Derivative Controversy_3

In the magic ship’s upper deck, where not even the Grand Inquisitors may tread, a ceremony for communicating with outer space was underway.

There wasn’t a soul or any breathing creature at the ceremony site.

The conduсtors of the ceremony were the mechanical arms controlled by an invisible force.

When the ritual array was activated, and the energy fluctuations were absorbed by the surrounding wall structures, a deep void akin to a mirror appeared at the center of the array.

Standing outside the ritual array and looking into the void, one would see a massive workshop dotted with synthetic human body parts.

A bald old man with greying hair was by a craftsman table in the workshop, working on designs.

The appearance of the profound void allowed the inhabitants of the magic ship to see the other side, and those on the other side to witness the sights within the magic ship.

The bald old man turned to look at the round hole that appeared on the wall, bowed humbly and respectfully:

“Exalted master, your chief bionic body engineer salutes you.”

The language used by the bald old man was that of the Metal Creation Group, and his speaking tool was a speaker implanted in his neck, not vocal cords.

The voice of the Metal Ancestor Dragon, Tarsali, echoed within the magic ship:

“I want you to produce another 3 billion junior life forms in the breeding room, and use the Soul Centrifuge to extract their mindless souls.”

“Yes, master, as you wish, I will see to it immediately.”

The deep void vanished.

The bald old man left the workshop without any expression on his face.

He was a synthetic engineer, devoid of emotions, programmed to follow orders and do his assigned tasks.

Even if that meant the death of 3 billion biotechnologically produced life forms, he did not hesitate.

If Noland Lee had the chance to hear their conversation, he would surely exclaim in awe, “Awesome!”

The collection of soul energy had been industrialized into an assembly line!

This might just be the charm of combining biotechnology with industrialization…

Island 33.