Chapter 1274 - 855: Workshop of the Plan (Part 2)

Chapter 1274: Chapter 855: Workshop of the Plan (Part 2)

Most are members of the Great Library and Alchemy Laboratory.

Of course, there are also visitors from external forces.

These visitors won’t find the place chaotic; they will only envy the madness and the atmosphere full of wisdom here.

A normal person can’t understand it.

However, the clamor isn’t disorderly.

All researchers working here, whether they are goblins, gnomes, humans, beastmen, or rare other races, share one common trait.

Their combat levels may vary, but when it comes to their secondary professions—whether it’s alchemy, pharmaceuticals, runes, enchantments, or beast taming—they are at the pinnacle among the Night Watchers.

These masters, who can normally call the shots in their respective fields, are now gathered here for a common goal.

"The energy conversion rate can’t break through the 69.3% threshold! I said long ago that the pseudo-divine status path is a dead end! The Chaos Furnace is the way forward!"

A burly rune theorist with beastman tattoos all over his face was slamming a slab filled with magic runes on the open-air platform, spitting with excitement.

"A dead end? Idiot! You dare use chaos in the foundation layer of the ’Sanctuary’? Can your furnace core withstand a data reverse-flow storm? I think your brain’s been sprayed by an Abyss Flame Demon!"

Another rune master, wrapped in a complex elven robe, immediately countered. She traced a clear energy trajectory in the air with her fingers, her speech rapid like a machine-gun.

An elder human with peculiar detection instruments hanging all over him raised his head from a pile of calculation drafts and interjected with fervor: "Listen up! What we lack is the density of ’Rule Anchors’! Lord Kana provided the core rule, but the secondary rule network supporting it must be dense enough! I propose we call on the large spiritual vein matrix for the third time..."

Their shouts, explosions, the hum of the instruments, even the wails of failed products mingled together, forming a peculiar, creativity-filled chaos.

They are located in a floating structure attached to the black wall.

Surronded by numerous protective nets.

This is the department of the Earthly Divine Kingdom project.

Right at the bustling center of the Earthly Divine Kingdom project’s peripheral research zone, tightly attached to the intersection of the giant base blades of the Great Library and the pure black tower wall of the Tower of Trial, there is a "gap" that is extremely easy to overlook.

It’s not a physical crack; it’s a space-fold line.

When a specific arcane key approaches, the space quietly unfolds a faint, water-like blue light membrane.

Passing through it instantly shifts you from the clamor to extreme cold order—this is the interlayer space personally cut and hidden by Kana, the core workshop of the Earthly Divine Kingdom project.

The workshop’s interior is vast beyond imagination, the dome is extremely high, and a pure, lifeless white light is evenly scattered.

Noise is absolutely isolated here.

The top scholars from various races wear uniform gray-white research attire, no longer the unruly figures from the outside laboratories.

Their secondary professional levels are still top-notch, but here, their only identity is "constructors of the Earthly Divine Kingdom".

The focal point is a large holographic sand table in the center of the workshop, where incredibly complex models, energy flow networks, and geometric structures are continuously changing—this is the blueprint prototype of the "Earthly Divine Kingdom".

It changes every moment, with new ideas and data continually infused.

And this thing has cost a fragment of a Stone of Creation.

Still, Kana designed the prototype, personally wishing and adding functions.

Without this thing.

The researchers here, most not yet at divine level and some not even legendary, cannot comprehend Kana’s rule power.

Through this thing, they can understand and conduct experiments.

Understanding is not mastery.

This thing, to some extent, can indeed accelerate level ten experts to comprehend rules.

But it currently has a more important mission.

Of course, it’s not quiet here.

Debates haven’t disappeared, but their form is more concentrated and cold.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

A gray-bearded dwarf rune master with special amplification glasses excitedly slaps the edge of the sand table.

"The core stable state requires faith anchors and spirit coordinates to oscillate simultaneously and in sync. Your ’Adaptive Energy String Theory’ cannot solve the synchronicity issue.

"Data redundancy and conflict will directly tear apart the entire ’foundation’! Then we’ll spend immense amounts of time redesigning and rebuilding; even we can’t afford such enormous losses."

Facing him stands a moon elf arcane scholar with bluish-black skin.

"Redundancy is buffering! Conflict is power!"

The arcane scholar’s pace of speech is steady, but his gaze is sharp as a knife.

"Your magic transformation faith nodes are the ones uncontrollable! We lack a bottom logic framework for finely tuning billions of spiritual bodies. It’s better to solve the framework issue than to question the avant-garde design."

"Framework? Framework materialization needs sufficient ’Divine Carrier’! Currently, the only stable carriers are those divine puppets of Lord Kana, but the number is lacking; even as a god, Lord Kana cannot provide infinitely, do you know?!"

A hoarse voice echoed from a corner, belonging to an elderly outsider researcher focused on rule materials. He was cautiously holding a core sample, wrapped in a force field, emitting a faint glow.

The debate rose and fell, every term touching upon the world’s fundamental secrets, every data discrepancy could lead to catastrophic consequences.

In an unobtrusive corner of this core workshop, a scrapped first-gen Iron Flower Structure lay discarded like a heap of elaborate metal garbage.

Its iconic spherical core was dim, some obsidian blades fractured, with scattered parts and circuits disassembled haphazardly.

Evidently, this once glorious creation has been completely replaced by more advanced experimental products, and the more advanced samples that replaced it have already been discarded.

After all, the Iron Flower Structure was just an experimental creation, used to verify the feasibility of theories—essentially, just a small toy.

For this laboratory, that’s the case.

The air in the workshop is cold, the debate is fiery.

All words, equations, and models point to the core contradiction of Kana’s authority rules.

To stably carry, analyze, and apply in the datafied world to construct the ultimate salvation plan called "Earthly Divine Kingdom".

"Datafication... Rules... Divine Kingdom... We stand on the edge of the mundane understanding... but we must succeed..."

Low murmurs resonated within the workshop, mingled with intense debates, eventually forming a silent torrent of determination, crashing into the boundaries of world rules.

And in the corner of the workshop.

The entire project’s principal, Bobo, silently watched all this.

Beside him was someone who avoided external observation, whom only Bobo could see and perceive—Kana.

"I say, do you have to be like this? Sneaky and evasive, but this is your territory."

Looking at Kana’s appearance, Bobo couldn’t help but mock.

How is this anything like a god? Sneaky and evasive, isn’t this a bit cheap-looking?

As he spoke, Bobo leaned on Kana’s shoulder.

Seeing Bobo’s instinctive behavior, Kana couldn’t resist retorting: "Yes, a god can let a little mouse cling onto their shoulder."

"What?! You despise me?!"

Bobo exclaimed in horror, looking at Kana’s gaze as if staring at a scumbag.

"When you were an unnoticed little prince, great Bobo had allied with you. We’ve walked so far together, and now you’ve become a god. We’re unable to keep up with your pace, and you’re starting to despise me, this poor little mouse, aren’t you?

Even though this little mouse is still tirelessly dedicating himself to your Earthly Divine Kingdom plan, you’re a..."

Hearing Bobo’s sudden long-winded speech, Kana felt a headache coming on, quickly raising his hand to interrupt.

"Alright, alright, stop making it sound like you’re so pitiful. I saved you then, didn’t I? Otherwise, you’d be in a bad spot now..."

As he spoke, Kana eyed Bobo, curling his lips as if preparing to rake up old scores.

Bobo quickly raised his hand to surrender.

"Just joking. What’s the idea behind your sudden visit this time?"

About Bobo’s change of topic, Kana didn’t mind, nodding along with it.

"That’s right."