You guys be quiet! If you keep making a fuss, the factory will collapse!

"Input power!"

"It blew up. -.-"

"Change the crystal panel, adjust it, input again—"

"It blew up. -.-"

"Replace it again, input again—"

With sufficient material resources, Shen Le began testing the correct Talisman configurations. He could practically make them with his eyes closed.

Moreover, crystal panels were unlike wooden boards. They would not absorb vitality and grow strange things afterward. If one crystal panel exploded, it would not take the whole ship down with it.

Shen Le stuffed the ship full of cotton wadding and covered it in blankets. Even the crystal panels opposite it would not be affected; at most, the two nearby ones would suffer and simply need replacing.

Blow one up, replace one. Blow up another, replace another. Once they had all exploded, place another order—

And indeed, actually inputting power and watching bright lines extend through the transparent crystal panels, directly sensing the power fluctuations brought by those lines, was for Shen Le like having the essence of power laid bare before his eyes.

Was this section of the Talisman used correctly?

Did its power match the surrounding Talismans?

Were there conflicts, breaks in the connection, or was even the direction of the lines simply wrong?

After blowing up the first batch of crystal panels, Shen Le drastically revised the plan Lan Zhuang had given him and placed an order for a second batch.

By the time the second batch of crystal panels had all exploded, Shen Le had roughly developed a feel for the missing portions of the Talismans.

Using the plan he was most confident in from the second batch as a foundation, he carefully revised it and placed an order for a third batch.

Then, on the third attempt from the third batch, the little crystal-panel boat before him suddenly burst forth