If not for the Spirit Magnetic Material, Meng Chao could have removed the words "almost."
Judging by Dragon City's current technological standards, this was a flawless Crystals Bomb, impossible to dismantle.
Even with Spirit Magnetic Material composed of intelligent nanomachines, capable of reshaping itself into all kinds of forms at the molecular level, Meng Chao still had to burn his brain cells to the limit, treading on thin ice and trembling with caution before he could find a way to crack it.
"No, dismantling it directly is impossible. If I simply and crudely remove the detonator, the Crystals Bomb will activate and explode in an instant.
"I have to create a fake detonator at the very instant I remove the real one, replacing its function.
"No, the two detonators must be replicated at the molecular level. Both must be real, except one will be under my control. Only then can I fool this damned Crystals Bomb.
"And while making the replacement, I must be extremely careful around these Nano Metal Wires, dozens of times finer than spider silk, that are tangled all around and form the warning system. I absolutely cannot touch them in the slightest..."
Rings of golden light around Meng Chao's pupils constantly expanded and contracted.
Like an ultra-high-resolution camera adjusting itself to the perfect viewing distance, angle, and light intake.
The Spirit Magnetic Material flowing from the tips of his ten fingers continuously split apart, entwined, and recombined.
At times, it formed tiny winding snakes of bright silver or translucent material; at others, bundles of glittering metal filaments even finer than spider silk.
Countless metal threads even wound together to form components of the Crystals Bomb.
And so long as these components differed from the real ones by even one percent, Meng Chao would dismantle and reassemble