"Phew..."
Zhou Yi opened his eyes and let out a long breath.
He could feel that barely any star power remained in his body. If he held on much longer, it would be completely depleted.
Using up all his star power was not a problem; a short rest would be enough to replenish it.
But if his star power was utterly exhausted, his sea of consciousness would suffer a devastating blow. Returning to his peak afterward would be difficult.
Zhou Yi looked at the mecha in Little Red's Energy Bay, its star pattern only half-etched, and sighed softly.
"It's not easy becoming a Star Weaver, Little Red. I've put you through this."
Zhou Yi stroked the mecha before him as if comforting it.
Ever since learning how to dismantle and assemble mechas, he had begun to see them as living beings, like little children.
Especially Little Red, which he had assembled entirely from parts he found himself—he felt like an old mother toward it.
A failed star pattern would weaken a mecha's combat strength, and no Star Weaver Master currently had any way to complete an unfinished star pattern.
Poor Little Red had become weaker just after being born. It was truly pitiful.
"A Star Weaver isn't something just anyone can become. You've only awakened your star pattern a little over a year ago, yet you're already trying to weave a star pattern. You really are bold."
There were Star Weavers on the higher plane where Xiao Fu came from, and there were far more of them than here. As a result, Xiao Zhi knew more about Star Weavers as well.
Normally, after awakening a growth-type star pattern, a Star Weaver needed to accumulate star power for at least ten years before having enough to weave a star pattern onto