Unlike the massive, somewhat clumsy "Dark-Gold Heavy Industries No. 1," with its rugged first-generation feel, Warship No. 2, docked on the upgraded launch platform, possessed a sleek, razor-sharp beauty.
Its volume was roughly one-third smaller than No. 1's. Its body remained the signature dark gold, but the coating had been changed to a matte material to reduce unnecessary reflections. The hull lines tapered smoothly from front to back, like a metal great white shark poised to strike, reducing atmospheric flight resistance. The most noticeable change was at the rear—what had once been four enormous main thruster arrays had been redesigned into six smaller but more structurally complex vector-thrust units arranged in a ring. They not only provided greater thrust, but could also make fine adjustments to maintain stable orientation.
The surface of the hull was densely etched with new soul-tool matrix patterns. In the dim valley, those patterns emitted an exceedingly faint blue glow. This was the Adaptive Force-Field Matrix Huo Yuhao had designed by drawing on certain Divine Realm runes and the Golden Dragon King's laws of strength, combined with modern soul-tool theory. During flight, it could automatically adjust according to external pressure and internal stress, effectively dispersing structural loads and resisting resonance.
"Whoa, this is incredible!" Jingang stood atop Warship No. 2's broad observation platform with his hands on his hips, looking down over the entire valley below, which had been converted into a temporary final-assembly testing base. The night wind stirred the distinctive lock of golden hair on his forehead. Clad in Dark-Gold Heavy Industries' latest lightweight compression-resistant suit, dark gray with gold trim, he looked utterly energized. "Say, Dark Gold, with something this huge sitting here, are we really not going to get spotted by some sharp-eyed person passing overhead, or by those people fighting down