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The rising sun had just climbed above the treetops surrounding the village. Its golden-red rays slanted across Chen Xiaojun's straight-backed figure and fell upon the enormous design blueprint spread across the center of a square table before him-the table Tie Fu'er had just carried out of the neighboring house.
Tang Yuchen's fingers were rough and strong, covered in thick calluses left by years of wrestling with metal. Now he jabbed forcefully at several mental connection nodes marked prominently in cinnabar on the blueprint.
His voice was slightly hoarse with intense concentration and barely contained excitement. "...Young Master, success or failure hinges on this!"
"The 'Spiritual Link Lens Array' must be mounted with absolute precision!"
"Our last failure was a lesson-just one lens was off by 'two-tenths of a finger's width'!"
He nearly pinched out that tiny gap with his forefinger. "The result was a ripple of delayed oscillations through the entire mental connection matrix. The Like a Flower array at position 235 took nearly three full breaths longer to respond."
"Three breaths, Young Master! In an encounter where Soul Emperor-level combatants might intervene, that's enough to doom an entire flank of elite troops."
"To gnaw through this hard bone, Old Lin from the workshop and his third team of lens grinders have been working around the clock for thirty whole days."
"They've been eating and drinking beside the furnace, all to push the tolerances of these core lenses to the absolute limit..."
Chen Xiaojun raised his brows slightly and fixed him with a sharp look. "Where did you get the specific measurements for these delay fluctuations?"
A barely perceptible trace of embarrassment flashed across Tang Yuchen's face. He chuckled twice. "Well...forgive me, Young Master."
"We...we used the resources approved last time for the Hundred Flowers