Then—
He beheld an "otherworld" strikingly similar to the Herta Laboratory, yet brimming with an even stronger sense of technology.
Countless mechanical arms operated without pause, seemingly constructing equipment similar to some of the devices he had seen in Ruan Mei's laboratory.
Looking ahead, he could also see a pink-haired girl bustling about as she stir-fried dishes, every movement revealing her diligence and focus.
At the same time, someone who should theoretically have been filthy and exhausted was reclining in a comfortable lounge chair. It seemed custom-made for her, every curve perfectly supporting her body.
She wore a swimsuit. An opened coconut sat beside the table, a straw already inserted, waiting for her to enjoy it at any moment. Artificial light fell gently over her, wrapping her in an incomparably relaxed atmosphere.
Asta's diligence and concentration stood in sharp contrast to that person's comfort and leisure.
Russell: "..."
Seeing the scene before him, the corner of his mouth twitched.
With Screwllum's precedent of creating a mechanical planet using a watch, he had never thought Herta would suffer like a monkey just because she had been sealed inside a spatial seal.
But wasn't this girl living a little too comfortably?!
"Oh, you're here."
"Using your mind to overwrite reality, temporarily manifesting an Imaginary Energy reactor, then using the energy generated by the reactor to sustain its own existence... and create spirit particles to build other equipment."
"Your spirit-particle technology is pretty good."
The woman seemed to possess sharp intuition and had noticed Russell's arrival long ago.
She lightly raised her head, an indescribable gleam flickering in her eyes, as though she were eagerly anticipating the conversation to come.
She greeted Russell warmly. Her words sounded like praise, but upon closer consideration, they undeniably carried a hint of smugness and provocation.
Clearly,