Inside a hundred-acre manor on the north side of the Outer City District of Star Moon Fort, Velin moved continuously through the hull, connecting the magic nodes throughout the keel.
Different connection methods transmitted different kinds of magic power.
Following the methods his uncle had taught him, he continuously verified them in his mind while putting them into practice.
Standing in the center of the hull, he waved his hand to activate the Secret Script, guiding magic power from the small Elemental Pool into the Floating Ship's keel for testing.
Watching the magic nodes light up one after another, Velin could not help muttering to himself, "This time, it should work."
For half a year, he had been wrestling with the keel of this hundred-meter Floating Ship under construction.
According to his uncle, the keel was the most important part of a Floating Ship. As the main artery for magic transmission, it was its lifeline. The engraving angle of every magic pattern and the magic threshold of every node concerned the fate of the entire vessel. The slightest mistake could, at best, clog the nodes and impede the flow of magic, preventing spells from being cast; at worst, it could trigger an elemental tidal reflux and cause the magic circuit to collapse and explode.
And that sentence was brought up almost every time before actual work began.
In the distance, O'dor reclined in a lounge chair, holding a magic book in his left hand and a cup of tea in his right, lying there at ease.
As for his attention, more than half of it was on Velin, lest the brat pretend to be busy while actually slacking off.
The remaining portion of his attention was on the magic book as he considered how to optimize those Gold-grade Spells.
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