The behemoth in the cultivation pool twitched.
[Hannibal] pressed against the pool wall, staring up at the slowly expanding dark-red membrane. The grin on his face widened.
"It worked. Lower the external power supply."
The craftsman beside him hesitated, his fingers still resting on the control tissue.
"Really pull it?"
"Lower it slowly. I'm watching."
In the third week after the zone settlement, the assembly yard outside the Heaven-Piercing Tower finally reached this stage.
The power organ in the pool was as large as a building. Purified Tier Three tissue had served as the cultivation base, growing amid a continuous supply of nutrients and spiritual energy. Only today did it attempt to break free of external support for the first time.
A pale blue glow flowed through the channels beneath the membrane.
At first, it was sluggish.
Then the central muscle wall abruptly contracted, and dense spiritual energy surged from the outlet, stretching several rows of soft energy-transfer tubes outside the pool taut!
The craftsman instinctively stepped back, then could not help shouting.
"It's producing output!"
[Hannibal] did not turn around. His palm remained pressed against the pool wall as he sensed every change within the tissue. Only after several consecutive contractions remained stable did he finally let out a long breath.
For the past three weeks, he had been thinking about this thing even while offline and eating.
The tissues cultivated early on could not withstand Tier Three spiritual energy, often necrosing halfway through their growth. Later, following the materials Gu Yuan had made available, he cultivated several types of tissue separately before gradually joining them together. At last, he had raised the massive organ before him.
The diagram from those materials now pulsed before his eyes.
He could touch it just by reaching out.
"How is it?"
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