Su Ping did not know what lay within this wondrous Mystic Realm.
Or what things were actually like inside.
Although, judging from Taishan and the inference that it very likely had something to do with Feifei as well, the value of this reusable Mystic Realm itself was immeasurable.
Yet all of that was still a castle in the air.
According to the Mirror Saint, this thing would take several months, or even nearly half a year, at the earliest.
It might not even arrive at his place until next year.
And as things stood, this Mystic Realm had already cost him at least a billion.
That was right.
Inside the Mechanical Heart, in the Heart of Myriad Spirits.
A factory made entirely of steel and machinery.
Countless mechanical arms grew out of the walls, without even the slightest trace of welding visible, as though these metal arms had simply grown out of the building itself.
All these mechanical arms were focused on the aircraft inside the enormous factory.
"Master, the Proud Dragon's core is undamaged, and its mechanical intelligence is unaffected. However, the spatial rift that suddenly appeared caused many of its internal mechanical energy conduits to rupture, and many electrical circuit boards stopped working!
"So the Proud Dragon's internal mechanical body will probably need major surgery! Of course, some of its basic framework is still intact! But a conservative estimate puts the resources needed just to restore some functionality at over a billion!
"And if we only do that, even after the Proud Dragon is repaired, its cultivation level will drop, and it will lose its extremely high ceiling!"
Feifei's voice rang out inside the mechanical chamber.
It gave Su Ping a headache.
Fortunately, he was not alone this time.
"Senior Mad Sage, what do you think?"
The robot