The laboratory's dazzling array of equipment had entered operation. Technicians in heavy protective suits began transferring crystal minerals from Silent Garrison to various workstations. They would next cut the roughly processed crystal ore into "crystal pillars" suitable for analysis and further processing, then verify several modification procedures previously tested in the simulation system.
Yu Sheng and Baili Qing left the work area and went to an observation room beside the laboratory. Through the thick protective barrier, they watched the busy scene inside.
The largest crystal had now been cut open, and the operator was sending the first crystal pillar sample onto a circular platform. As the antigravity device hummed, Yu Sheng watched the pale crystal pillar slowly rise into the air. Several ring-shaped objects then floated up from the edge of the platform. A deep purple glow emanated from the insides of the silvery-white rings. As the glow gradually filled them, the crystal at their center began to take on a translucent, illusory appearance.
Yu Sheng frowned. Perhaps it was an illusion, but his spiritual intuition seemed restless. At the same time, he faintly sensed a heterogeneous aura resembling the Otherworld from those ring devices. When the concentric rings slowly rotated along their axis and formed several specific angles, he even felt that he could see phantoms that did not belong to the real world where the rings overlapped—the pale crystal pillar trembled in an unstable spacetime, undergoing a reaction resembling disintegration and reassembly.
Baili Qing's voice came from beside him. "We've conducted a preliminary analysis of the research materials Luo sent over. The descriptions of the Zolda Black Stone's various properties are extremely detailed, but we believe most of them aren't actually the key point. The things truly related to the Angel Catalyst are precisely those unquantifiable oddities that