Chapter 209 Progress of the Castle in the Sky World
Castle in the Sky World.
As consciousness sinks into the water on the Stone Platform, the sensations from the clone gradually become clearer.
Now, the weather in Valley Town is gradually turning cooler, and the seasons in the two worlds are almost synchronized.
Feeling the slight coolness, Mu En felt the world become more real. Compared to this clone, the original body felt like it was in prison.
Back in the Valley of the Wind, the Erdtree Alliance's development is on track.
With Nausicaä, a natural leader, overseeing the overall situation, and with the ever-increasing number of Blessed from all walks of life supported by the mental network, barring any unforeseen circumstances, the other side will enter a period of stable and rapid development, requiring little concern from him for the time being.
Most importantly, he has confirmed one thing: the original body does not have the ability to create " Erdtree Avatar " because the "tree" that is the original body cannot be considered a living being at all.
To conduct a clone experiment, it must be carried out in the Castle in the Sky world, which possesses a biological body.
Although she was anxious, Mu En did not immediately begin the experiment; it was necessary to understand the latest progress beforehand.
Just as he was about to use the Blessing Link to summon his subordinates, a sudden thought struck him: could a similar spiritual space be built here?
Only his consciousness can connect the two worlds, so the Blessed on this side cannot access the previous spiritual space.
But that doesn't mean he can't do another one.
The spiritual space is constructed from Golden Rune, so it doesn't matter where it's placed. The reason it was put into the Stone Platform before was simply because there happened to be such a place.
Moreover, the plans here will definitely require the use of the Blessed Network, and he doesn't want to continue being a switchboard operator.
So, Mu En began creating a second spiritual space inside his tree trunk, while also replicating the new technology he had recently developed.
A moment later.
Two figures appeared in the empty room.
One was a woman with long pink hair and golden eyes, dressed in a custom-made blue pirate outfit.
Dola, or more accurately, Dola who has regained her youthful appearance, looks to be under thirty. Her skin is firm and smooth, and her tight-fitting top accentuates her hot figure, making it impossible to guess her real age.
(Young Dola )
The other was Muska, who always wore the same brown suit, had gold-rimmed sunglasses perched on his nose, and exuded a gloomy aura.
When the two appeared face to face in the room, their eyes met. Dola curled her lip in disgust, looking at something dirty; Muska, on the other hand, slightly raised her chin and pushed up her sunglasses.
A pirate captain who roams the skies versus a noble royal descendant—if they met in the outside world, they would definitely be at each other's throats. Even working together for the Erdtree couldn't erase the differences in their values. However, both of them wisely remained silent, already knowing that it was Mu En who had pulled their consciousness into this place.
The two looked around and found that the walls were made of some kind of pure white substance, and the ground beneath their feet was also made of the same material. There were no doors, windows, furniture, or anything at all.
Seeing the empty room, Muska subconsciously thought that perhaps they should find a suitable place to talk. This habitual thought had barely crossed her mind when the unexpected happened.
The entire space suddenly changed dramatically. The pure white walls were transformed into dark solid wood wainscoting, the floor was covered with exquisite parquet flooring, and a large desk appeared in the center of the room.
The room was surrounded by bookshelves, which were densely packed with document bags, each marked with the word "Confidential" in red.
Muska's expression changed drastically. This was his office in the capital of the Northern Kingdom, which he hadn't been back to for over a month.
Every detail is perfectly replicated, even the brass desk lamp that his father gave him on the table has been completely restored.
"Hmm? Interesting."
Dola reached out to grab the file folders.
Muska tried to raise his hand to stop him, but then realized something and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.
The next moment, the entire room changed again.
The bookshelves disappeared, replaced by cold stone walls, iron bars, straw, and rusty shackles, instantly transforming the study into a gloomy dungeon.
Dola paused for a moment, then immediately turned to look at the culprit, her delicate eyebrows furrowing.
"Hey four-eyed kid, was it you who did this?"
Outside the cell, Muska stood with his hands behind his back, his tone laced with undisguised sarcasm.
"Thieves should stay where thieves belong. This cell is perfect for you."
"Heh." Dola rolled her eyes. "So, are you planning to add some more torture devices to my punishment?"
"If you want it."
Just then, the entire space suddenly rippled like water, quickly returning to its previous state, Mu En's voice came from all directions.
"Alright, this is your mental space. There will be plenty of time to study it later. Now I have something important to ask you."
Dola and Muska quickly knelt on one knee, adopting a respectful posture.
"Great God, please forgive my lapse in composure."
"I apologize for my rudeness."
Compared to the harmonious coexistence in the Valley of the Wind, Mu En treated his two subordinates much more strictly, since both of them were the kind of unruly individuals.
The reason for bringing the two people in directly was to test the effectiveness of the mental space I had improved in my spare time.
It looks pretty good now; users can already display a complete spiritual form, possess realistic five senses, and change the environment of this small room at will.
Of course, there are also many limitations.
For example, the limited space means you can't play games like God here, nor can you create anything too complex.
Because all the "objects" in this space are made up of mental energy and memories, if someone were to control the space to conjure up something like a sophisticated machine to open and study it, they would find that the mechanical structures inside are all in a disordered or blurry state.
Unless, of course, he can remember the exact dimensions of every single part.
"Get up. How's it going? How's the plan progressing?" Mu En called the two in, mainly to quickly find out the latest situation.
Muska bowed slightly and began his report.
"Reporting, sir, the plan is progressing smoothly. The Goliath has been fully repaired and is ready for immediate use."
"More importantly, no information about you has leaked out. General Muoro's death has been treated as an accident, Northern Kingdom's official authorities have confirmed this. His family has also accepted compensation."
" Simon has taken command of the fortress as his adjutant. All those in the know are under safe control. I am ready to return to the capital at any time to proceed with the next phase of the plan."
Mu En could tell that Muska was ostensibly stating something, but in reality, he was trying to curry favor with him.
General Muoro was essentially a lord of the Western Frontier. The fact that such a general died under mysterious circumstances without arousing any suspicion speaks volumes.
Although Simon ( Mouro's chief of staff) defected and cooperated, Muska's ability to handle everything so flawlessly in such a short time is truly commendable.
"Well done," Mu En praised.
"So, how are the preparations for selecting missionaries going?"
Before Muska could answer, Dola spoke first.
"Great God, I am ready on my side as well!"
"After screening and training, we selected a total of one thousand people. Among them, three hundred are soldiers who are completely devoted to you. After witnessing your miracles, they have completely converted to your faith and are now more devout than the believers. The other seven hundred are townspeople selected from Valley Town. They are good at public speaking and have basic knowledge. After training, they are fully capable of missionary work."
Dola took a breath, her face showing indignation.
"As for the remaining two hundred-odd prisoners, they are all die-hards brainwashed by the church. They still say you are a false god. The real God will punish me sooner or later! Bah!"
"If their god truly exists, the first one he should strike down are these beasts who legally robbed!"
Hearing Dola's indignant tone, Mu En could understand why she was so angry.
Dola is actually over fifty years old this year, but her years as a pirate have made her look older than her actual age.
But now, she looks like she's back to her early twenties overnight.
Regaining youth and vitality is an indescribable blessing for a former beauty; the experience is enough to turn anyone into a fanatic.
How could she not be furious that those soldiers, who were no different from bandits, dared to slander the god who gave her a new life?
"Very good, the plan can be launched now. Come down from the tree, I have something to give you."
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