Chapter 1277 - 512: Stokers and Gold Burning Technique (3)

Chapter 1277: Chapter 512: Stokers and Gold Burning Technique (3)

The energy analysis diagram of the silver flowing powder appeared before him:

"Residual solidification of sensory energy from the fallen, possessing strong spirit radiation traits.

Cleanup method:

Personal radiation field must be used to cover it until it loses activity, then remove each particle with precision energy tweezers, direct contact is strictly prohibited..."

...

After studying the theoretical knowledge, Ron began practical operation.

The process of putting on the isolation suit was more troublesome than expected.

This set of equipment had more than a dozen different components, each needing to be installed in a specific order, and each layer of protective barriers had to be activated with magic power.

Once the built-in communication system in the helmet was activated, a mechanical synthetic voice prompt came through:

"Self-check of the protective system completed, all parameters normal.

Recommended work time: 15-minute break every 2 hours to avoid excessive magic power consumption."

Following the procedural requirements, he started practicing in the simplest area.

During his first attempt at formulating the reverse alchemy solvent, Ron’s hands were noticeably trembling.

Following a 7:3:1 ratio, he carefully added three different colored reagents into the test tube.

The first was a transparent base solvent, the second a light blue catalyst, and the third a golden stabilizer.

The first attempt ended in failure, though.

He mishandled the proportions when adding the catalyst.

The entire tube of solvent immediately turned an ominous dark red and emitted a pungent acid smell.

"Must recompose it..."

The second time, he was more cautious.

Every drop of reagent was added with a pause to observe, ensuring the color change matched the description in the procedure.

Fortunately, with the experience bonus of being an alchemist, the second attempt was easily successful.

The solvent presented a standard milky white, with a slight sheen floating on the surface.

Ron carefully dripped a few drops of solvent onto a small piece of blast furnace slag.

White steam rose from the slag’s surface, and the dark golden sheen gradually faded.

However, the reaction speed was faster than he had anticipated, almost exceeding the control range.

"Indeed, actual operation differs vastly from written instructions..."

After hours of repeated practice, Ron finally learned to accurately clean up contamination.

Each type of contaminant had its unique "personality."

The blast furnace slag reacted the most violently, with any slight mishap leading to loss of control;

Tin dust was extremely sensitive to magic power, requiring precise control of radiation field intensity;

And corrosive moss was the most cunning, quickly retracting into the depths of the runes when sensing danger.

The next day, as Ron’s skills gradually became proficient, a bold idea arose in his mind.

"These contaminants... perhaps I can use the Historical Research skill to understand the stories behind them..."

But he was cautious.

The ability of historical research, though powerful, required extreme caution in its use.

He chose a relatively isolated piece of blast furnace slag as the target.

Ensuring that even if an accident occurred, it wouldn’t affect the main rune circuit.

Taking a deep breath, Ron carefully activated the Historical Research skill.

In the next moment, the world transformed dramatically before his eyes...

He was no longer standing at the foot of the Star-forged Titan, but "hovering" above a magnificent aerial manor.

This manor was entirely constructed of refined noble metals, with every column made of pure gold and every floor inlaid with rare crystals.

In the center of the manor, a towering furnace pulsed slowly like a heart.

Just then, an ear-piercing alarm sounded inside the protective suit:

"User’s spirit state anomaly detected, recommended to immediately interrupt current operation!"

Ron awoke with a start, realizing that the solvent in his hand nearly spilled onto an area that should not be cleaned.

"Too dangerous..." he wiped the sweat off his forehead:

"Using historical research during precise operations is too risky.

Must wait until the technique is completely mastered before attempting again."

In the following days, he focused intently on the cleanup work, no longer distracted by other matters.

Not until his operations reached an almost instinctive level of proficiency did he dare to attempt retrieving the hidden historical secrets within these exotic contaminants again.

As the orange-red twin stars slowly set in the west, Ron had already cleaned nearly one-third of the foot-bottom contamination area.

His movements had become as fluid as flowing clouds and water.

Composing solvent with zero mistakes, perfectly controlling the intensity of the radiation field, and the precision of using energy tweezers even surpassed program requirements.

The synthetic voice inside the suit also changed its evaluation:

"Operation proficiency: Excellent, can attempt handling more dangerous contamination areas."

Now, it was time to explore the secrets behind these exotic pollutants.

Ron chose a relatively safe working area.

A few isolated pieces of blast furnace slag, even if an accident occurred, would not affect the main rune circuit.

He first followed the standard procedure, dripping the solvent onto the slag surface.

As the reaction proceeded, he carefully activated the Historical Research skill.

This time, he was well prepared.

One hand firmly grasped the cleaning tool, while the other rested on the emergency stop button.

If the historical imagery was too intense, he would immediately interrupt the skill.

The gentle power of time emanated from Ron, resonating subtly with the decomposing slag.

The world before his eyes began to distort once more...

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself "standing" in a breathtaking aerial city.

Historical fragments hinted that this magnificent artificial city belonged to an Otherworld known as the Stoker Star.

The entire city floated above the clouds, composed of countless interconnected metal platforms.

Each building was a perfect combination of art and engineering, with pure gold spires glistening under the dual star’s radiance.

The city’s core was a colossal furnace towering a thousand meters.

This furnace was not just a smelting facility but also a symbol of power.

Its eternally burning golden flames declared the "High Furnace Nobles’" rule over the entire world.

Ron "saw" a grand celebration taking place.

Dozens of high furnace nobles dressed in elegant attire woven from active metals, conducting some holy ceremony around the furnace.

Their bodies were deeply metalized, skin showing a perfect metallic luster, eyes burning with molten gold-like fire.

Leading the nobles raised both hands, their voice resonating through the air like a great bell:

"Another bountiful year! The production in the Lower City has reached new heights, and our glory, like this eternal flame, will forever illuminate the Stoker Star!"

Other nobles cheered in unison, their golden goblets clinking with crisp metallic sounds.

But Ron "heard" their private conversations:

"Those underground city bugs have been a bit restless lately. ’Tin Eye’ and ’Copper Arm’ have seen some radicals emerge."

"Let them riot." Another noble laughed disdainfully:

"Such things happen every few decades. After they’ve exhausted their rebellious fervor, they’ll obediently return to work before the furnace."

"However, this time seems a bit different..." a third voice carried a hint of concern:

"They’ve acquired some technology we don’t recognize. Yesterday’s suppression operation actually resulted in the loss of three standard puppets."

"Don’t worry, we are the people of the god." The leading noble waved dismissively:

"In the face of the purest Gold Burning Technique in this world, any rebellion is futile."

The scene began to change, and Ron "saw" the power structure of the Stoker Star.

In this rigid hierarchy, the "Pure Gold Duke" stood at the top, wielding absolute control over the entire Stoker Star.

Below were the nobles of various metal attributes:

The "Steel Heart Marquis" specialized in offense, the "Iron Wall Count" excelled at protection, and the "Copper Cauldron Viscount" managed production...

Every noble mastered a special metal manipulation technique known as the "Gold Burning Technique."

Their status was directly linked to the bloodline inherited "Gold Burning Technique."

And below this aerial city,

The thick clouds parted, revealing the distant ground where the smoke-filled "Lower City" lay.