The next moment, Li Ming raised his hand and summoned his Space Station Martial Soul. He had no carving knife, so he had to find another way.
And that way was his soul skill, Scorching Beam.
He would use the laser's intense heat to engrave a three-dimensional pattern on the surface of the spatial shard. This required sufficiently precise control over Scorching Beam; even a little too much power could destroy the shard outright.
At that thought, a thin sheen of sweat had already appeared on Li Ming's forehead.
He let out a deep breath, his gaze intensely focused.
In an instant, Scorching Beam shot out. The beam was extremely thin and landed precisely on the spatial shard.
The hovering Space Station then began to move, shifting the point where Scorching Beam struck.
Time ticked by, second after second. Li Ming held his breath, staring fixedly at the laser's point of contact.
The storage core array rapidly took shape on the spatial shard. The beam moved with exceptional steadiness, like the hand of a master craftsman with decades of experience.
At last, the core array was complete, and Scorching Beam immediately dissipated.
It worked!
Li Ming let out a breath, his eyes gleaming and his face full of delight and pride.
"Great work, Xiao Yun!"
His gaze immediately fell on the Little Three-Eyed Golden Lion beside the Space Station, and he offered his praise.
The Little Three-Eyed Golden Lion looked utterly speechless and could not help grumbling.
"Master, why are you so excited? Scorching Beam's path followed a preprogrammed routine. There was no possibility of an error. Success was guaranteed."
"It's still the first piece I've made with my own hands."
Ignoring Fate AI's grumbling, Li Ming spoke excitedly. He picked up the nearby cup of molten mithril and carefully