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Chapter 347 - Chapter 347 Chapter 347 Recycling and Follow-up

Chapter 347: Chapter 347: Recycling and Follow-up Chapter 347: Chapter 347: Recycling and Follow-up “This thing… truly spectacular…”

Even standing at the edge of the crash site, hundreds of kilometers away from the pitch-black giant fragment, I couldn’t help but marvel. It resembled a mountain fallen from Heaven to Earth. The fragment of the Star Ring, skewed, plunged into the glassified ground solidified after the fusion of sand and debris, stretched across the landscape for hundreds of kilometers, tearing open a terrifyingly huge scar in the desert, slightly curved at the edges where one end buried deep into the ground and the other pointing kilometers up towards the sky. From time to time, enormous black-purple lightning burst from the wreckage, sweeping across the ground leaving behind a red trace. The dim smoke was still continuously rising, even permeating hundreds of kilometers around. Through enhanced vision, even at such a great distance, I could still see the complex mechanical structures exposed at the fractured edges of the debris and the severely twisted segments of the isolation chamber, making it hard to imagine what kind of force could have destroyed such a huge object in this manner.

Around the fragment of the Star Ring was an impact crater with a radius of a hundred kilometers. Given the impact of a massive iron clod with the mass of several small planets from outer space, the creation of such an impact crater on Earth was expected, despite the cushioning of anti-gravity engines.

Due to the strong energy field interference, the sky above the impact crater appeared unnaturally twisted. Thick clouds formed a huge vortex with intense lightning frequently flashing through it, accompanied by the low rumble of thunder, creating a repressive atmosphere all around.

Standing at the edge of the impact crater, we could feel the pervasive strong radiation energy in the air even without the need for detection equipment. Before experiencing irreversible damage, there was simply no means for human sensing equipment to detect this fatal radiation scattered around, and Earthlings had not developed any special materials that could resist this kind of radiation. That is why all the research teams ended up as zombies without exception–they simply had no idea how perilous the area they had entered was!

“Those human exploration teams are truly brave.”

Sandora shrugged her shoulders with an indifferent tone, although there was genuine admiration in her words. To the Xyrin Apostles, researchers who dedicated themselves to science and warriors who died on the battlefield were the most commendable of people.

After quietly waiting for a moment, information that the retrieval ship was in position finally arrived. Sandora adjusted her wind-blown blonde hair and said, “They’re now approaching the World Barrier, and will appear to the east in ten minutes, Visca–”

“Understood.”

Before Sandora could even give an order, the cat-eyed little girl nodded in agreement, then slightly closed her eyes. When she opened them again, they were filled with a murky, ominous, thick blood color, and even her narrow, catlike pupils twisted into a strange symbol.

“Commencing sequential calls to Visca, from the 33rd Isolation Zone to the 34th Isolation Zone. The call will ring three times and is expected to be completed in five minutes…”

“And then it’s Dingdang’s turn!”

The vibrant voice of the Little Goddess echoed in my ear the next second, and immediately after, Dou Ding, who had been sitting on my shoulder drinking tea, “whooshed” into the air and hovered a few meters in front of us.

Wisps of light green light flowed from the air and slowly converged at Dingdang’s feet, forming an extremely complex mystical rune. As the rune continued to evolve and grow outward, it eventually took on a form that I could comprehend: a small throne, symbolizing the seat of a god.

The Life Energy-formed micro throne emitted a faint green phosphorescence, growing as if alive, gradually expanding onto the ground below, symbolizing the god’s domain. Then the ground extended upwards to form a semi-circular roof, symbolizing the god’s authority in Heaven. Finally, a thick vine grew suddenly from the sandy soil below, firmly supporting the floating mini “temple”–this symbolized nothing particular, it was just Dingdang’s way of ensuring the house didn’t crash.

In reality, what Dingdang called building a temple was just a treehouse, which honestly looked quite like a watermelon…

The temple is known as a temple not because of its luxurious or grandeur design, but because it is the “residence of God.” Conversely, because God lives there, it is called a temple; therefore, when Dingdang regards a place as her earthly palace, even if it is just a birdcage, the world recognizes it as a temple. However, even if all humanity’s efforts construct a grand cathedral filled with statues of the Life Goddess and Bibles, and billions pray day and night within it, if Dingdang does not wish to reside there, it is nothing more than a big house. So, do not underestimate what appears before us as just a tiny treehouse no bigger than a watermelon. Under Dingdang’s recognition, it is indeed a temple!

By the way, for many reasons, the pocket on my right side is also a temple, and… in some sense, my clothes have also come to be defined as an extension of the Divine Realm…

Completing the treehouse was just the first step. The next step is to endow this ordinary residence with the significance of a temple. This knowledge was instilled in us by Dingdang along the way. Naturally, hearing such secrets from the mouth of a god sparked a great curiosity in me. Now, as I watch Dingdang busily at work, I dare not even blink.

Then, Dingdang softly exclaimed inside the treehouse, “Dingdang will reside here now!”

Afterward, a certain voice suddenly filled the heavens and the earth. Of course, this might have been my illusion; it could more likely be some sudden will permeating the entire world, as if a certain truth was being integrated into the fixed laws of the world and then suddenly perceived by us. This message rapidly invaded my memory, eventually transforming into a sacred and gentle phrase, “God says, ‘I shall dwell here, for this is my earthly palace, and the land beneath your feet is the soil of Heaven.'”

This voice, which abruptly echoed in my heart like an illusion, vanished in an instant. Then, the previously ignored time continued to pass, and space stabilized once more. But I found that, in my perception, beyond the borders of the desert, the world had taken on a completely different appearance. This feeling was strange, similar to the dissonance experienced when contacting Xyrin Mother Star from another space-time using my spiritual power. However, according to Dingdang’s earlier descriptions, what changed was not the outer world but rather the space we were in. It was only that the moment the “Divine Realm” was born, we, standing in the desert, were inevitably assimilated by the sanctuary, thus causing the illusion that the outside world had been distorted.

Meanwhile, in the outside world, those Earthly powers that had been focusing their attention on this desert area, attempting to witness firsthand how the “aliens” would reclaim those mountainous giant fragments, suddenly forgot their original purpose–even forgetting the existence of the vast desert. They naturally looked at the unfamiliar images displayed on their instruments, completely unaware that a piece of their world had been “stolen.”

The Nameless Desert had vanished from the world system.

This process is indeed magical but…

Looking at the tiny treehouse the size of a watermelon before me, listening to the sounds of Dingdang laughing and taking credit inside, feeling the dissonance between worlds, why do I feel like crying…

In despair, I have finally become completely, utterly, a hundred percent despondent about all the gods!

“Let’s start working,” Sandora’s expression was also quite strange, but after all, as the Queen Xyrin who had often dealt with divine beings before, she was merely expressing some helplessness toward Dingdang’s offbeat Divine Realm construction ritual, “The retrieval ship is out!”

I also shifted my attention from the watermelon treehouse… the temple, turning my gaze toward the east where the sky was gradually warping, like a canvas being twisted from behind. This was the interference phenomenon caused by a large number of space containers crossing the World Barrier. The Avalon-class is a specialized cargo vessel, but the cargo ships built by Xyrin Technology are not as cumbersome and large as one might imagine; despite their staggeringly vast cargo holds, their size is only equivalent to a medium-sized destroyer–the Avalon’s hull is filled with high-powered space rift generators, and it is these other space generators that serve as storage. As it can always “drag” a bunch of other spaces for transfer, Avalon is also known as a Space Tug Ship. This extremely advanced storage method ensures that the cargo ship maintains a huge capacity while also transporting dangerous goods in the safest manner possible, including explosive items and strong radiation items, such as tons of Ghost Energy Crystals, or the Vector Bombs that would trigger a Starburst if slightly collided with, or some non-flammable waste accidentally dropped on Earth by a Cat-eyed Loli…

Bubbles had revised the construction blueprint of the Avalon-class cargo ship overnight, merging several separate storage spaces into one gigantic cargo hold. Although the increased energy consumption impacted Avalon’s overall cargo capacity, no one else could package and take away a Star Ring Fragment that was over a hundred kilometers long…

A minute later, the Avalon cargo ship, shaped like a shuttle with both tips cut off and then flattened, finally completed its space jump and quietly hovered above the mountain-like massive wreckage.

“Begin retrieval.”

Having received an operation request from the cargo ship, Sandora first checked with Visca, who had completed the “roll call”, and upon receiving a confirmation in response, issued the retrieval order.

A series of piercing friction noises caused by energy turbulence emanated from the loading hatch at the base of Avalon, then a vast halo enveloped the entire Star Ring Fragment. A massive space rift appeared at one end of the debris and started moving slowly, slicing the whole Star Ring Fragment including the glassy portion beneath it from the ground. As the space rift moved, the giant debris was gradually absorbed into the super-space container. This process started slowly and then accelerated, the swiftly moving space rift even emitted a noticeable energy screech. Within just ten minutes, the entire process had concluded.

The site was left with nothing but a huge black impact crater and the clearly excavated wound at the bottom of the pit.

“Next is to purify this already contaminated impact crater and its surrounding area,” after Avalon ascended to a safe distance, I flexed my fingers, ready to start work, and said to Sandora and Visca, “Do you need to step back a bit?”

Sandora shook her head, flashing me a confident smile, “Don’t underestimate my power. I’ve stayed inside the core of a planet! And Visca won’t mind this bit of heat. Being up close to observe these chaotic abilities that you create, Ah Jun, is one of my few interests!”

Dingdang’s voice also emanated from the watermelon-sized treehouse, “It’s fine! The area around the temple is absolutely safe!”

I smiled, took a few steps forward, and gently flicked the exterior wall of the “temple.” Accompanied by a slight tremor in the treehouse, Dingdang’s exclamation, lamenting an “earthquake,” immediately came from inside, bringing both chuckles and cries of frustration.

Despite the surrounding space being unusually sturdy, was the temple still essentially a watermelon…

To purify such a vast area, which had already become a radiation source, ordinary methods would be incredibly challenging, perhaps not even a fleet bombing the entire desert ruthlessly could be effective–it might even worsen the radiation here, as dealing with radioactive leakage is always the most difficult issue. However, it wasn’t so troublesome for me.

Radiation energy is also energy, and that’s why Sandora said earlier that I was the only one who could handle this task.

“Energy Mark…”

I bent down, placing my right hand on the sand now in a semi-vitreous state, and attentively felt the surging radiation energy within.

The composition was very complex, not only including decayed Ghost Energy but even some Void Energy, which God knows how had mixed in, and many energy forms I had never seen before. It might be the mutant energy generated by the explosion of the anti-gravity engine but that did not matter–I had never fully understood the essence of the energies I controlled…

After marking a few “noteworthy” energy samples, I quickly expanded my spiritual power until I encountered a sturdy barrier, the edge of the desert, the great barrier of the “Temporary Divine Realm.” If I was going to do this, I would do it thoroughly; I decided to consume all the radiation energy in the entire desert, even if some areas’ radiation energy concentration was no longer harmful.

“Energy Burst!”

I uttered these four words, then without hesitation, jumped beside Sandora and Visca, instantly maximizing my spiritual barrier. Simultaneously, Sandora and Visca activated their spiritual shield and Ghost Energy Shield respectively, a green light flashed over Dingdang’s watermelon temple, and the fourth barrier was also established.

While all this was happening, the entire desert underwent a massive transformation. A dark red glow seeped out from under the gravel, filling the space with astonishing heat in an instant, even causing the light to twist and distort, creating a bizarre vista before our eyes.

This spectacle lasted for less than two seconds, until some critical point was breached, and equilibrium collapsed instantly.

Various energies diffusing in the air were catalyzed by spiritual power, which intensified their reactivity countless times in the blink of an eye and then spontaneously combusted, covering everything in our view with a overwhelming crimson red. This color, which stemmed from an extremely high temperature that couldn’t be vented in the form of flames, caused the air to decompose completely within seconds, and the gravel visibly turned into a solution. The chain reaction triggered by the energy burst even caused some originally non-flammable elements to join this high-temperature reaction, making the entire world seem to gradually melt amid the piercing red light…

However, just minutes later, the hellish high temperature, akin to a star’s surface, abruptly vanished. Even the freely flowing magma on the ground solidified into sleek, mirror-like black glass. The blinding red world from moments ago vanished as if it had been an illusion.

In my perception, the energy concentration here had dropped to an astonishing level.

The radiation, which would normally require hundreds of years to release, had erupted completely in a matter of minutes due to my compression. I called this new skill “Energy Burst.”

Actually, I initially wanted to name it “Flame Nova”…

After the fierce energy burn finally began to subside, we removed the layers of shields. Of course, those shields weren’t really of any use; they were only meant as a precaution in case I failed to control the energy, which, as it turned out, was far more controllable than I had anticipated.

“Although it can’t be released remotely, which is a drawback, its power is indeed staggering,” Sandora said, gazing at the vast expanse of land that looked like a single block of obsidian, astonished, “Ah Jun, you just turned a desert as large as a country into a block of glass. It seems like if you’re given enough energy and time, destroying a planet wouldn’t be a problem either, right?”

“Who would be so full and bored as to think about destroying the world all day!”

I had barely finished my sentence when Visca next to me raised her hand, grinning.

… This girl is even more dangerous than her sister.

Although I was confident that the energy burst had consumed all the radiation energy in this part of the desert, Sandora still checked the nearby energy distribution just in case, and the results were satisfactory. This place was nearly turned into an energy vacuum by me– even the thermal energy released earlier had been completely collected by the cargo ship above us.

After confirming the ground was safe, Sandora issued the command for Avalon to land. We planned to ride directly back on the cargo ship without saying goodbye to the governments, because, well, isn’t it quite awkward to almost cause the extinction of an entire race with your own belongings and then nonchalantly act as the saviors?

Accompanied by a gradually deepening rumble, the Avalon cargo ship landed smoothly on the polished glass surface. As the personnel hatch at the bow opened, a small figure emerged and lightly hopped to the ground.

It’s Pandora!? (To be continued. For more, please visit www.NovelFire.net. More chapters available, support the author, support genuine reading!)