"What I'm trying to say is very simple—in this world, the existing rules don't disappear just because you leave the domain. Just like Gray's mechanical body didn't collapse after leaving the Graycast Corridor, Xilǐ'er didn't lose his resurrection ability after leaving the Eternal Domain, and even we won't fall apart immediately after leaving the Second Holy See."
"But the Wild Hunt truly cannot be revived once it leaves the Root Network's coverage area."
"That's because their resurrection requires the involvement of the Root Network. Why don't you say that players can't be resurrected if they leave the Second Holy See? They're actually the same thing."
"That makes sense, so what do you plan to do?"
"I'm wondering if there's a way to make the Root Network dynamic?"
"Ah?"
[ Lion Hidden in the Eyes ] paused for a moment, then uttered a single word:
"Mobile water fountain?"
"This is it!"
The [ Shit Appraisal Master ] seemed very excited:
"I plan to mold this thing—something that can walk, with Root Network and Resurrection Tree."
A look of astonishment flashed across the half-dragon player's face:
"Why did you get involved in the technology field?"
[ The Shit Appraisal Master ] grabbed his shoulder:
"It's because I've been to the Graycast Corridor, of course."
"Could it be... that you intend to..."
"That's right!"
The [ Shit Appraisal Master ]'s face was full of longing:
"Why can't we have our own mobile fortress? We can fill it with soil, put the roots of the Second Holy See inside, and plant a Resurrection Tree on it. Wouldn't that make a mobile resurrection anchor point?"
"But it has a time limit, and in order to form a body, it must carry a lot of nutrients..."
"Something is better than nothing. We can determine how long it can last through experiments. As for nutrients..."
[ The Shit Appraisal Master ] looked around at the surrounding forest and said calmly:
"Aren't they everywhere?"
When meeting a friend, you have to be serious; [ with Lion Hidden in the Eyes ] he asked:
"How do you plan to simulate a mobile fortress?"
"Simple, don't forget who among the three of us was most obsessed with mechanics back then..."
While the two were plotting, the battle near the depression was quickly coming to an end.
The screams, battle cries, and other sounds gradually faded away, until only the sounds of cleaning up the battlefield and capturing prisoners remained.
The few single-use trees responsible for reviving the Wild Hunt have silently turned into withered wood.
Surrounded by players and the Wild Hunt, over 80% of the members of the two Grand Knight Orders, including the Grand Knight Commanders, were captured alive.
The fate of the rest is unknown; some fled into the nearby dense forest, while only a very small number actually died in battle.
Duma's plan has achieved a partial success; Ginkgo Town will never receive reinforcements.
Meanwhile, Laurel Town lost two entire Holy Crusaders Knight Order.
In this context, the role a soldier can play in plains warfare is drastically different from that in siege warfare.
Therefore, without these two knightly orders, the fall of Laurel Town was only a matter of time.
Having dealt with this wave of reinforcements, Duma began to focus his attention on dealing with Ginkgo Town. As for that player who was still working on the construction site at the foot of the city wall, he should be rescued soon.
In Valhalla, the [ Shit Appraisal Master ] and the [ Lion Hidden in the Eyes ] successfully found the last member of the trio—the [ Traditional Eccentric Wheel ].
At this moment, this player, who doesn't particularly enjoy farming or fighting, is peacefully staying in his little wooden house researching mechanical structures.
The two knocked on the door, and a response came quickly from inside.
Upon entering the cabin, the two [ Shit Appraisal Master ] sat down and looked around, discovering that the entire cabin was a workshop.
The small house, which appears to be less than 30 square meters, has four walls made of logs, and at this moment it has been filled with nails for hanging items using the [ Traditional Eccentric Wheel ].
On the wall closer to him hung a series of purely handmade tools, while on the wall a little further away hung some finished and semi-finished products.
Upon seeing two friends visiting, [ Traditional Eccentric Wheel ] happily showed off his recent research results.
He discovered that as players' [ Mechanical Compatibility ] attribute increased, some mechanical structures that were originally too difficult to drive would mysteriously begin to operate.
This also explains why Gray and others in such a world can confidently and boldly transform themselves into cyborgs without experiencing any discomfort or inconvenience.
This is partly due to the fact that microorganisms cannot be found in this world, but Psionic Energy and machinery are also essential components.
After showcasing their recent works, [ Traditional Eccentric Wheel ] naturally inquired about the purpose of their visit.
Upon hearing that the two wanted to build a "troop transport vehicle" based on a mobile fortress structure that would allow players to temporarily respawn, his eyes seemed to light up instantly.
"To be honest, I've had a similar idea for a while now. Everyone's been talking about things like 'a truckload of breadmen,' and I was thinking, wouldn't it be a great thing if we could actually make an troop transport vehicle?"
The two nodded repeatedly, but [ Traditional Eccentric Wheel ] changed the subject, saying with some sadness:
"Although Lun has the ambition to serve his country, it's a pity he lacks the financial resources..."
"Eh."
[ The Shit Appraisal Master ] stroked his non-existent beard and replied nonchalantly:
"I am quite wealthy!"
Faced with such a smooth comeback, the three of them couldn't help but show their expressions for a moment.
A Idea King, a wealthy benefactor, and a tall, burly man who, though taciturn, had a flushed face.
Isn't this the standard setup for starting a business?
With such strong symbolism, there is absolutely no reason for failure.
After paying homage to a god who did not exist in this world, the three began to discuss the details of the "troop transport vehicle" plan.
[ Traditional Eccentric Wheel ] said earnestly:
"During those months in the Great Labyrinth City, I even learned some mechanical structures commonly used by the locals from the local NPCs. Although the principles were relatively rudimentary, in this world with Psionic Energy, machines can be incredibly intricate or powerful enough to send bricks flying; there are just too many things they can do."
"So, approximately how long will it take you to produce the drawing?"
"This will still take some time, but we can start preparing the materials now."
Okay, what do you need?
The highly efficient Shit Appraisal Master took out a small notebook he always carried with him and began to take notes.
"The specifics still need to be discussed step by step; there are a few issues that need to be decided now—"
"First, what materials are used to construct the main body of this mobile fortress? Don't let Gray's small size fool you; it's a combination of brick and stone with a mechanical structure, making it exceptionally heavy..."
"Second, what is the load capacity of this troop carrier? We need to implant Root Network inside, which requires either soil or something that can replace soil."
"Third, where does the power come from? If it's powered by Blood Corpse, would it be necessary to purchase an earl as the chief engineer?"
"Fourth..."