A Rhapsody of Meteorology

Above the small Sky Island "Weatheria"

With Roy's Teleportation ability, the small Warship streaked across the thick clouds like a meteor, breaking through the air currents and entering a previously unseen aerial world.

As the white mist was torn apart, an island suspended in the sky slowly came into view.

The entire island resembles a kingdom floating in the clouds, mostly formed by pure white, cotton-like clouds, with only a small portion of land revealing light green grasslands.

The surrounding clouds floated like bubbles, occasionally shimmering with faint iridescent light.

The island features unique and well-arranged buildings:

The giant windmills slowly rotated high in the sky, emitting a deep whistling sound;

The transparent Cloud Dial device floated in the air, shimmering with colorful halos, as if it could capture thunder and storms;

The scholars, dressed in long robes and carrying meteorological instruments, bustled about like magicians living in the sky.

To the upper left of the island, a rainbow, like a crescent moon, stretches across the sky, reflecting the white clouds and sunlight, like a bridge to the Divine Realm.

Nami stood at the bow of the ship, her breath caught in the breathtaking view and the gentle breeze high above her.

Her orange hair fluttered in the wind, and her eyes sparkled in the sunlight. "Is this... really the legendary meteorological Holy Land? It feels like entering another world..."

Roy stood behind her, his gaze steady. "Weatheria —the sky city that meteorologists worldwide dream of. Today, you will witness the true 'power of weather' firsthand."

The small Warship descended slowly, and the cushioning device on its bottom made contact with the floating platform, emitting a slight hissing sound.

The ship's hatch slowly opened, revealing a group of meteorologists dressed in long robes and pointed hats who had already gathered below.

Their robes fluttered slightly in the high-altitude wind, and they held various barometers and wind speed detectors in their hands. They all looked up at the Warship, their faces filled with surprise and curiosity.

"That's... Marine warship?!"

"Vice Admiral Roy? He actually came to Weatheria in person!"

"Is the girl he brought a new researcher?"

The scholars whispered among themselves, the air thick with excitement and anticipation.

Roy led Nami slowly off the Warship, their footsteps landing on the soft cloud-like ground.

An elderly scholar slowly emerged from the crowd.

He had a snow-white beard that reached his waist, neatly parted into two fishtail shapes, wore a dark blue research robe and a tall pointed hat, and held a cloudwood staff that symbolized academic authority.

His eyes were deep and calm, and his voice was loud yet approachable. "Vice Admiral Roy, I've long admired your name."

Roy nodded in response, his tone respectful. "Dr. Haredas, I apologize for disturbing you."

Haredas turned around, his gaze falling on Nami, a hint of surprise and admiration flashing in his eyes.

"Is this the genius navigator you mentioned on the phone who can sense the weather?"

Nami straightened her back, took a deep breath, and said in a clear and firm voice, "I am Nami! Nice to meet you!"

Haredas was taken aback for a moment, then burst into loud laughter, his beard trembling slightly with each laugh, "Haha! Good! That's how a young man should be!"

He turned and waved for the scholars to make way. "Come on, I'll take you on a tour of the Weatheria Meteorological Research Center! Here, you will learn how to truly communicate with the weather!"

Nami's heart raced, her eyes sparkling with excitement as she followed closely behind Haredas and Roy.

Following in Haredas's footsteps, Nami and Roy step into this mysterious city floating in the sky.

Cloud Dial Farm

The vast Cloud Dial Farm resembles a silvery-white ocean, with enormous Cloud Dial arranged in neat rows, shimmering with a pale blue light.

The scholars busily adjusted the device, injecting energy from different climates into the shell, and a faint scent of lightning filled the air.

Haredas stroked his beard and explained, "This is Weatheria's 'Cloud Dial Shell,' where we store various climatic energies—simply release them to instantly create thunderstorms, hurricanes, and even rainbows in the sky."

Nami's eyes burned with fervor, and she couldn't help but grip the Clima-Tact tighter. "This is far more powerful than my current Clima-Tact..."

Weather control tower

Passing through the winding Floating Cloud Path, a towering pagoda that pierces the clouds comes into view.

On the tower, enormous gears slowly turned, and intricate Cloud Dial devices shimmered with energy patterns, resembling a heart that controlled the sky.

Haredas pointed to the top of the tower, his tone filled with pride. "That's the core control unit of Weatheria. With just a few adjustments, it can change the weather within a ten-kilometer radius."

Storms, Thunderclap, clear skies... all under my control.

Nami looked up at the tower that pierced the sky and murmured, "This is simply the Power of God..."

Rainbow Workshop

On another high-altitude platform, young scholars are creating artificial rainbows using special Cloud Dial.

The colorful beams of light flowed through the air, converging to form a suspended rainbow bridge, refracting a dazzling brilliance.

Nami couldn't help but reach out, her fingertips touching the shimmering, iridescent light. The light danced on her fingertips, as if responding to her heartbeat. "So beautiful..."

Haredas laughed, "Rainbows are not only beautiful sights, but also natural energy refraction arrays. With precise control, they can be used to create beam weapons powerful enough to penetrate steel."

After a half-day visit, Nami was completely immersed in the world of meteorology, her eyes sparkling with intense longing.

She turned abruptly, grabbed Roy's arm, and said firmly, "Roy! I want to stay and learn the meteorological techniques here!"

Roy raised an eyebrow and looked at Haredas.

Haredas had already confirmed Nami's talent through conversation along the way; his snow-white fishtail whiskers trembled slightly, and his eyes were full of admiration.

"This girl's sensitivity to weather is far beyond that of ordinary people. In just half a day, she has mastered the basic control of the Cloud Dial... How could Weatheria not keep such a genius?"

A relieved smile appeared on Roy's lips. "In that case, stay. I'll come back for you in two months."

"Very good!!"

Nami jumped up excitedly and immediately grabbed Haredas's sleeve. "Doctor, quick! Let me try 'Wind Knot' one more time!"

Haredas laughed heartily, "Haha! Good, good, but this time, don't let the wind pressure blow us old guys away again!"

In the days that followed, Nami threw herself into her studies with great eagerness.

Cloud Dial Control:

She started with energy storage and quickly mastered climate compression and diversion, completing in just three days a course that would normally take an academic six months to finish.

Airflow weaving:

Under Haredas's guidance, she learned to weave different air currents into "weather knots" with her hands, which can create tornadoes and guide thunderstorms in an instant.

Rainbow refraction:

By refracting sunlight through a special Cloud Dial, it is compressed into a high-energy beam, powerful enough to penetrate thick steel armor.

One evening, the setting sun cast its golden rays upon the test site, bathing the sea of clouds in a golden glow.

Nami stood alone in the center of the arena, her Clima-Tact held high. The airflow compressed by the Cloud Dial swirled around her, intertwining with colorful light and lightning to form a dazzling energy ring.

"Meteorological Techniques: Thunderstorm Rainbow!!"

"Boom--!"

A rainbow-colored thunderstorm shot into the sky, piercing the clouds and turning the entire experimental cloud layer into a dazzling vortex of interwoven lightning!

The electric arc exploded in the air, and the rainbow beam refracted into countless Inazuma, like a whip wielded by a god.

The scholars watching held their breath, dumbfounded. "This... this is no longer just meteorology... this is a new system of power!"

Haredas stroked his beard, his eyes gleaming with pride. "She is creating her own meteorological legend..."