The minerals of Muspelheim had been purified by fire, leaving so few impurities that they could even be used directly.
John fished out the old Comet 1909. Half its hull had melted in the lava, and even its engines were ruined.
Fortunately, it had met a great Alchemist.
John had seen the blueprints aboard the ship earlier. Working from memory, he could use the abundant resources here to repair it.
After a stretch of hard work...
John stroked his chin and nodded with satisfaction at the ship, which, rather than looking exactly like its former self, could be said to bear no resemblance to it whatsoever.
The old interior had been too small, with components crammed into the passageways. Anyone even slightly overweight could barely squeeze through.
The new ship was at least five or six times larger.
Building a spaceship by hand should have been difficult. Even setting everything else aside, the electronic components and precision parts alone would have left most people helpless.
But who was John?
He could clap his hands and produce whatever he wanted.
No matter how precise a lathe-made part was, it could never match the fine detail of one he transmuted directly through alchemy. Once he understood the principles, he installed even more systems.
The Comet 1909 was officially renamed the Silverwing 2017.
John snapped his fingers, and a fire demon approached hesitantly.
This fire demon had attacked John while he was repairing the ship. After John's Water-Making Spell nearly extinguished him, he had become much friendlier.
Especially after being forced to sign a servant Contract, the fire demon had become extremely obedient.
"Your orders, please," the fire demon said in the demonic tongue.
To an ordinary person, it would have sounded like some kind of mindless roar.
John had learned it from