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Chapter 530: Stellar Furnace! Death Star Crystal

A slight smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

And just as Hei Xianyue opened her eyes and looked over.

Block after block of metallic cubes, seemingly golden yet not, were already floating in Lynn's hands.

Hei Xianyue immediately fixed her gaze on him, saying, "Dead Star Crystal?"

Lynn adjusted his monocle and smiled slightly, "That's right. This is probably the best material I can offer. Using this kind of crystal to repair your damage, I believe your performance will receive a massive upgrade."

Hei Xianyue gazed at him quietly, continuing until Lynn felt goosebumps rising, before she finally spoke in a low voice;

"I don't need such valuable material. I have nothing of equal value to give you."

Because she understood.

That was practically the supreme material Lynn had obtained by risking his life, even facing the God of All Machines himself. She had no reason to let Lynn waste such a precious material on her.

After all, their relationship was still that of employer and employee."You don't need to worry about that. I extorted quite a lot of this crystal anyway. If I don't use it on you, who else would I use it on?"

Lynn chuckled.

However, to dispel her concerns, he still smiled and said:

"Of course, if you really want to trade something for it, that's not impossible either. You just need to agree to one very simple condition from me."

Hei Xianyue closed her eyes and said, "I agree."

Lynn shrugged, both amused and exasperated, "Hey, hey, don't agree so fast. I haven't actually thought of the condition yet. I'll tell you after I figure it out."

Hei Xianyue opened her eyes, "Is this a contract?"

"Consider it one." Lynn waved a hand dismissively.

Hei Xianyue gave a slight nod, then closed her eyes again, but one could clearly see her fingers tightening slightly on the bedsheet.

Lynn knew that for others, this might just be a verbal promise they could choose to keep or not. But for her, this was a contract.

But Lynn had only said it offhandedly. He didn't actually intend to make Hei Xianyue do anything for him. It was just an excuse to set her mind at ease. Because if they were truly talking about an equal exchange...

Then the moment she dared to step forward and appear before him as the missiles fell, that was already the greatest exchange.

Immediately, Lynn's gaze fell upon the crystal in his hand.

Without a doubt.

Trying to forge such a crystal using normal methods would be absolutely impossible.

Fortunately, he had anticipated this. When extorting the Mechanical Cult, he had also managed to extort the blueprints and core materials needed to smelt this type of crystal.

Without another word.

Lynn immediately retrieved that blueprint and the accompanying stack of instruction manuals from the System Space.

[Stellar Furnace]

Spreading the blueprint out bit by bit on the table, Lynn's expression turned serious as he rapidly began reviewing the basic structure and operating principles of this device.

If an ordinary person from Earth tried to digest all this material and understand the blueprint's structure in a short time, it would be an absolutely impossible task.

But Lynn was, after all, a malevolent ghost who had fallen into hell many years ago.

Moreover, his mind already contained the knowledge of Mechanical Modification he had exchanged with that Pig-Headed Butcher back at the Happy Home.

This made his comprehension twice as effective with half the effort.

[Ding! Your mechanical learning ability +1]

Accompanied by the System prompts in his ears, Lynn threw himself wholeheartedly into analyzing and studying the blueprint.

He was so engrossed that he didn't even notice the pair of black eyes on the bedside that had opened at some point and were now watching him.

She just leaned there, watching quietly, like a girl on a warm, sunny afternoon, secretly sitting across the desk, curiously watching the boy next door studying diligently.

Time ticked by.

Lynn would sometimes drive his wheelchair back and forth in thought, sometimes frown in deep contemplation, sometimes quickly pull out a pen and scribble something down, and sometimes bite the pen, muttering some obscure formula to himself.

And Hei Xianyue's eyes followed him from left to right, from right to left.

It almost made one reluctant to break such a harmonious moment.

And finally, after who knows how long.

Lynn suddenly sat bolt upright. The pen in his mouth snapped with a *crack* from his bite. His gaze suddenly became blazing and serious, his eyes seemingly reflecting the entire blueprint, as he declared:

"Ready!"

And in that very instant, under Hei Xianyue's watchful eyes, Lynn drove his wheelchair and crashed straight through the wall opposite him. A howling wind suddenly swept in. Lynn abruptly stretched his hand out towards the open ground outside.

And the moment his hand extended heavily, tentacles erupted from his shoulders. Countless materials needed to construct the furnace were swept out from the System Space by his tentacles.

"Mimicry!"

In an instant, a gale surged.

His fingers emitted an extremely dazzling silver light. A vast amount of material was enveloped by that pale silver radiance, continuously reshaping according to his will into the forms of various components.

The metal structure of the furnace's outer shell, numerous coils, various precision devices—they were all continuously mimicked into existence within the silver light.

His eyes seemed to flash with the blueprint of every device, the exact position every screw should go.

It was like witnessing a miracle.

Hei Xianyue stared blankly at his back, watching the densely packed tentacles continuously differentiate into even finer tendrils, watching those tentacles, under his control, assemble and piece together the various components he had mimicked.

The collision of flesh and blood with machinery.

In this moment, it seemed to compose an exquisitely beautiful symphony.

Even Zuo Zuo was stunned by this dazzling spectacle. Multiple different devices, tens of thousands of precise components, were being meticulously assembled between his tentacles.

*Thump—*

It sounded like the pounding of a heart.

He seemed to have transformed into a factory operating at full capacity, forging one miracle after another.

Outside the stronghold, the many Night Doctors who heard the commotion all witnessed this dazzling scene, staring dumbfounded at Lynn sitting in his wheelchair, divinely inspired and utterly absorbed, bathed in silver light.

"That's..."

"Mechanical forging?!"

"This... this is impossible..."

They were all stunned by this sight. As Night Doctors, they had also seen the steps of mechanical forging.

But every component needed for mechanical forging either required the repeated hammering of many hands, numerous molds for shaping, or large machines, massive machine tools consuming vast amounts of energy on a production line.

Yet the scene before them, in that young man's hands, was all condensed into that blinding silver light.

The piercing white light even illuminated the entire stronghold.