Ed could sense that a portion of the plant tissue he was manipulating was Spread rapidly outwards.
An unknown substance, dark green to almost black, flowed through the metal skeleton of the Great Labyrinth City, seeping into the gaps between the mechanical parts, like a brand-new machine being immersed in machine oil for the first time.
Sensing that the opportune moment had arrived, Ed severed his connection with this substance and grabbed Hall from the wheelchair once more.
Hall's clone originally thought his mission was over, but unexpectedly there was still something to do. It immediately started acting like a drama queen again, kicking its legs frantically like a mouse whose tail had been caught.
"Now, unleash the Psionic Energy shock."
Ed said to him.
Hall had initially intended to comply, but then realized he couldn't be too cooperative, lest it arouse suspicion, so he disobeyed Ed's orders.
Ed, on the other hand, was completely baffled as to why this guy had suddenly entered a rebellious phase. After a moment of thought, he could only attribute it to a certain masochistic tendency that most vampires possess.
Lightning crackled along Ed's vines, spreading across the Hall's entire body, while a familiar yet strange scream echoed through Valhalla and the Great Labyrinth City beneath the city.
After being hit by a barrage of electric shocks, a satisfied Hall finally obediently released his Psionic Energy blast.
An unprecedented surge of Psionic Energy spread outwards from the spatial rift, sweeping across this vast area—the core of the Graycast Corridor ( the Great Labyrinth City ) (the core of the Library) (the underground space)—like an electric current flowing through a stopped heart, injecting it with new vitality.
At this moment, all the machines connected to the Great Labyrinth City became part of this new machine, and all the machines within the Great Labyrinth City but not connected to it were subjected to some unknown interference.
Apart from the Soul Returner, whose perception abilities were still relatively low, everyone noticed a new fluctuation.
Like the first heartbeat of an embryo, everyone felt the birth of a soul. From this moment on, the Great Labyrinth City had its own Machine Spirit.
Compared to ordinary machines, the Great Labyrinth City at this time has two undeniable characteristics:
Firstly, Ed personally oversaw the modification. For ordinary machines, plants, Blood Corpse, and machinery are three separate parts, and their integration is not very high.
However, the situation is different for the Great Labyrinth City at this moment. Ed has already used his power to fuse the three together. If the degree of fusion could be quantified, then the degree of fusion of the Great Labyrinth City at this moment must be off the charts.
The second crucial factor is that the Great Labyrinth City is truly enormous.
From the perspective of a city, the Great Labyrinth City is not comparable in scale to the Holy City or the Imperial Capital, and it is incomparable to the large cities of another world.
But even in the World of Disorder, since its creation, there has never been such a huge, complex, and magnificent machine.
Everyone fell silent, waiting to witness this historic moment.
After a few breaths, a large number of mechanical structures in the underground space suddenly began to operate erratically.
The creaking and groaning sounds echoed through the vast underground space, constantly interfering and mixing, eventually blending together to form a deep, human-like sound:
Hello.
The voices echoed in the underground space, and everyone who heard them was stunned.
Even though I was mentally prepared, seeing a colossal, seemingly endless machine come to life right in front of me was still a psychological shock that not everyone could handle.
The most shocked of all was undoubtedly Balund himself, the forger of the Grand Foundry Master.
He looked up at the ceiling, which was filled with Psionic Energy Circuit and mechanical rails, and felt a sense of unfamiliarity.
After a moment's thought, he looked at Ed:
"May I ask Machine Spirit some questions?"
Ed shrugged and said:
"That's your prerogative, and since I promised to help you solve this problem, you certainly have the right to inspect the goods."
Having received confirmation, Balund asked somewhat impatiently:
Can you hear me?
He tentatively asked the Machine Spirit a question, just as every Machine Spirit owner would do when they first meet their Machine Spirit.
"Can."
A deep voice came through, devoid of any emotional fluctuation.
Do you know who I am? Do you know who you are?
A hint of joy appeared on Balund's face, and he quickly pressed for an answer.
"I am the Great Labyrinth City, and you are... the Grand Foundry Master, Balund."
Machine Spirit's answer was still smooth and natural, unlike the stuttering Antasia when she first woke up, or the King of Fall Resistance, I Guess could only cry and knew nothing else.
Having asked the two standard questions, Balund was surprisingly at a loss for words.
The wisdom of an outsider is evident at this moment, as the elven mage Nuowa stepped forward and asked the question that Balund wanted to ask but didn't know how to ask:
" Great Labyrinth City, please allow me to address you as such. I'd like to know, what is the earliest time your memories can be traced back to?"
"..."
The Machine Spirit remained silent for a few seconds, and just as Nuowa was about to add some more details, it replied:
"My earliest memory is of the first machine that transported ore, which was successfully activated eighty years ago."
Nuowa looked at Balund, and the gray-robed elder nodded, saying:
"I remember it was Aiboke's first decent work, which received widespread acclaim."
Nuowa pressed on, asking a series of questions:
"Is your thinking fluent? Can you contemplate complex problems? Can you make accurate judgments about the situation? Can you protect the Graycast Corridor and ensure its continuation? What level of strength do you possess?"
Ed felt that Nuowa was well-suited to become a professional in the real world as a program stress tester.
Despite having eighty years of service, [ Machine Spirit: The Great Labyrinth City ] has only just awakened.
This is like asking a person who has just woken up from a vegetative state to immediately throw themselves into work. Regardless of whether it's right or wrong, it's somewhat unethical.
However, Ed also wanted to know how such an unprecedented Thunderous Machine Spirit would respond to this pressure, so he remained silent and waited for the Great Labyrinth City's answer.
After seemingly deep thought for a while, the deep voice of the Great Labyrinth City came again:
"My thinking is currently quite smooth, but when faced with complex problems, I need more time to search my memory for reference. If there are similar case handling templates recorded, I can react more quickly."
"Of course, my grasp of memory is not yet comprehensive enough. Give me some time to familiarize myself with it, and it will also speed up my reaction time."
"There is no absolute correctness in the analysis of the situation, but I will do my best to ensure the interests of the Gray Graycast Corridor Graycast Corridor and to ensure its successful continuation."
"As for my strength... based on my memories, my current strength is from High Tier Low Grade. If I have a stable supply of Psionic Energy, I should be able to advance further."