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Chapter 385: Release the Bronze Flower, the Dancer's Weapon
After receiving important information from Remya, Michael's spirits were greatly lifted! Without a doubt, Remya's onion-skin-like intelligence was a manifestation of the advancement of AI.

Now let's look at the Bronze Flower. From its initial design, the Bronze Flower, while youthful and lively in appearance and possessing exceptional mechanical capabilities, still lags behind in emotional intelligence. Judging by its current wilful behavior, it's more like a grown-up child.

Michael entered the Bronze Flower's mansion and transformed into a butler again.

The lights in the mansion were dim.

Michael knew her personality and knew that she would not go to bed so early, so he prepared a pot of her favorite sugared black tea in advance and went into the underwater workshop.

Tifa was indeed creating a design model, and under the stimulation of magic, the model kept changing its shape.

Michael couldn't help but admire her mechanical talent. It was a shame that Bronze City's technological ceiling was locked by the Empire. No matter how hard she tried, she would likely struggle to break through the Empire's technological barriers. And if she couldn't break through mechanical barriers, her status as a mechanical mage would likely be surpassed by Fafner.

Finally, the model snapped and seemed to have failed.

Tifa sighed helplessly.

Michael said at the right moment: "Miss, you have worked hard. Have some tea!"

Tifa simply took a sip from the cup and continued to stare at the drawing, deep in thought.

This was the most frustrating and patience-consuming part for Michael, and he could only wait on the side.

This wait lasted half an hour. Michael's time was precious! He couldn't afford to waste any more time, so he decided to take the initiative to break the deadlock.

Michael first gently filled her cup, judging whether it would interrupt her train of thought.

Tifa shook her head and drank it all in one gulp.

Then I took advantage of her relaxation to chat with her: "Miss, the latest news is that the search for the missing Golden Empire frigate has failed, suspected to be obstructed by the Pirate King."

Tifa's eyes lit up. "Have you confirmed it's in the hands of pirates?"

"Although I'm not sure, this is the only way to go in the Golden Continent."

Tifa sighed, "It would be great if we could get our hands on the frigate! I just want to see its power unit."

Michael said, "Actually, even if you disassemble the entire power unit, it's still very difficult. The core of the power unit isn't the design, but the materials."

Tifa sighed, "Of course I know. Is there really nothing we can do?"

After saying that, he continued to activate the mana simulation model.

Michael might have a solution, but... let's discuss it in the group.

"Metatron!"

Metatron smiled and said, "Are you asking about Dachun? Don't worry, I just arranged his dormitory cellmates, all of them are my spies! If he doesn't develop, I will continue to lock him up. If he develops, I will buy him out!"

Michael shook his head and sighed, "Just a prisoner... Let me tell you something else. How much potential do you think this Bronze Flower has for development?"

Metatron said solemnly, "Boss, if we want to build our own advanced warships, we can only rely on her! Because she has the financial and military power of the entire Bronze City as her backing. No other NPC can do it."

Michael sighed, "I know. What I mean is, is it necessary to keep Bronze Flower's soul imprisoned in Valhalla? She's different from the other four. She's too limited by her mechanical abilities..."

Metatron was shocked: "Boss, do you mean to let her out?"

Michael said, "Yes! Use the dream machine to transfer her soul, and then install the machine on a combat repair robot! My archaeological team's airship can set off tomorrow, but we only have Joker, Lady Celia, and Gauss who will most likely join. I just can't find a suitable fourth person! The most important thing is that it's not convenient for me to join the team, and I urgently need someone who can monitor the archaeological team at all times. Now that I think about it, Bronze Flower is the most suitable. She can join the team as a robot and study the Empire's void spaceships up close."

Gabriel said, "But what we're most worried about is the soul being out of sync with reality. Isn't this completely out of sync?"

Michael said, "So we rely on the dream machine to make her believe that this journey is a dream that fulfills her wish! It has nothing to do with reality!"

Gabriel laughed: "Valhalla was originally a dream, and now it's a dream within a dream?"

Michael said, "Yes. Deep dreaming is a brain research project, so we can move forward with it now."

Metatron said, "Since this is the result of the boss's careful consideration, I have no objection."

Gabriel smiled and said, "Well, this is also my research project. I will wait and see the results."

Michael sighed, "After all, the Gabriel mentioned in the scriptures was the dream angel who appeared in the Virgin Mary's dream, allowing the Holy Spirit to conceive and give birth to the Son of God..."

Gabriel snorted, "Still the Left Seat of God!"

Michael had made up his mind, so he switched back to the game and interrupted Tifa's deep thoughts: "Miss, I know the First Sage has a dream machine that can fulfill your wish! I can borrow it!"

Tifa was startled: "First Sage?"

"Yes, miss, wait a moment!"

Michael turned around and finished arranging it, then replied, "Miss, you can go to the bedroom now!"

After all, Valhalla is a dream, and the scene switching is a dream transition. There is no need to care about the details of the origin of this machine.

Tifa was shocked when she saw something that looked like a crystal coffin on the bed. "Is this a dream machine?"

"Yes, Miss, all you have to do is fall asleep inside. You will then dream of appearing on the Golden Throne and about to take part in an expedition aboard a void ship. The ship is second-hand, so it's possible for it to have problems. Then, Miss will be able to repair and research the power units, which are more advanced than frigates..."

Tifa asked in surprise, "The Void is very dangerous. What should we do if we get into trouble?"

Michael laughed and said, "That's like having a nightmare. Miss will still wake up from this machine."

Tifa, however, was in no hurry to sleep. Instead, she fumbled around with the machine and concluded, "This is clearly a Lich Box!"

Michael was stunned: "This?"

Gabriel smiled and said, "Ah, yes, the principle is actually similar! As expected of the City Flower, she even knows about the Lich Box."

Michael had no choice but to advise: "Just fill it with flowers, it will look like a sleeping princess."

Tifa laughed out loud: "Interesting, then I have to act like a princess, wait for me to take a bath first--"

At this point, Tifa was stunned: "No need to take a shower! I'm just sleepy and can't wait!"

After saying that, he lay down in the box.

Michael gently closed the "coffin lid" and waited for her to fall asleep.

Then a gem on the coffin lit up, and Michael took out the gem that transferred her soul and left Valhalla...

……

11:11 am, game time is : pm.

When Dachun was busy sweeping the floor and paving the road, the bell in the mining area rang and an iron gate opened.

The puppet robot came over: "Number 0016, you are entering your 8-hour rest period. Your rest dormitory is number 1, you can enter the dormitory now."

Dachun couldn't believe it. "There are actually 8 hours of rest time? This is too good to be true."

The robot said, "Rest time does not count towards sentence time."

Why did you give me such a long break?

Dachun was anxious: "Can't I rest?" The robot said: "Inmates must strictly abide by the schedule!"

Lying...

At this time, all the excavators on site stopped working and the drivers got off the machines.

Um... well, I can finally play cards and communicate with other inmates.

Dachun entered the iron gate. Behind the gate was a long tunnel, but rooms were dug out on both sides of the tunnel. Dachun, number 1, was in the first room at the door.

Usually number 1 is not that simple. Are they all prison bullies?

Dachun was a little panicked and didn't dare to go in first, so he waited at the door of Room 1.

People coming home from get off work entered one after another. Each of them had a fierce look on their faces, missing eyes and ears, with broken limbs and prosthetic arms, and their movements made metallic clanking sounds.

If he hadn't noticed that they looked exhausted, Dachun suspected that these people would hit him if they just looked at him.

Dachun watched them walk towards the dormitory at the back in shock. He simply couldn't imagine what kind of monsters would be in Dormitory No. 1.

Finally, the sound of the steel torrent stopped and the sound of snoring like thunder filled the corridor, but none of the people from dormitories 1 to 10 came back.

Just when I was wondering, there was finally movement outside. A group of short, thin and weak people came!
Holy shit, it turns out the higher the number, the weaker they are! They clearly don't dare to leave work with the ones in front of them!

An old man with glasses greeted Dachun before entering the room: "New here?"

Dachun nodded blankly: "Yes, dormitory number 1!"

The old man smiled and said, "Come in! The empty bed at the back is yours."

After saying that, the old man went to bed and fell asleep without saying a word, and started snoring loudly.

Huh? This is too...

Then more than a dozen short and thin men came in one after another. Once the room was closed, they all went to bed without saying a word and started snoring loudly.

This instantly shattered Dachun's idea of ​​playing cards with others.

Then I saw that there was something like a rotating camera in the dormitory. This was most likely the Ten Bosses monitoring me from behind, trying to block my development from the player level?
But it doesn't matter. I'm busy in my contract space anyway! I can also use the magic prism to remotely control Bilianna's three demon souls. The more the Ten Lords lock my true self away, the less suspicious my other actions will be.

Dachun pretended to be dazed and waited for more than ten minutes, showing the boss behind the scenes his predicament, and then he went to sleep helplessly. In the boss's view, this is why I had no choice but to log off.

Then Dachun entered the soul form and returned to the bottom of the contract space.

At this time, the dancers were still holding the crystals in their hands, closing their eyes and stabbing their daggers.

And there was no movement in the blacksmith shop where Ailian was staying!

Dachun knew it was difficult, so he simply stopped disturbing her and waited for the development to happen while taking a rest.

After a while, there was a knock on the door from the young man outside the private room: "Brother Chun, lunch is here!"

Dachun stood up and opened the door: "Thank you, thank you!"

The young man smiled and said, "Brother Chun, are you coming down for a late-night barbecue snack? The boss of the Star Team is paying remotely this time."

Dachun was surprised: "Xingchen is one of the top 5 teams in the country, right?"

The young man laughed and said, "Yes! But he can't compare to Chun Ge, so this is also Xingchen Boss paying tribute to Chun Ge."

Dachun smiled and said, "I'm so sorry, but it would be nice to improve the brothers' meals. Okay, I'll see if you're busy during the midnight snack."

"Okay! Also, Wei Shen seems to have made some significant progress, but he didn't say what. He's been covered with a blanket since last night."

Dachun laughed in surprise: "I think it's hard to cover him with a blanket. How about giving him a tent, like the ones on motorcycles?"

The young man laughed: "Wouldn't that make it a low-end private room? Okay, I'll go arrange it, enjoy it, Chun Ge!"

Dachun finished lunch at half past twelve.

Then he logged on again and suddenly discovered that one of the dancers had made some progress: "I created a weapon!"

Dachun was really overjoyed, and the dancers were all in an uproar: "Let me see!"

The dancer spread out her hands, revealing a cylindrical crystal rod with spikes all over its body!
The scene fell silent for an instant!

Dachun was stunned for a moment: "This is, a dagger?"

Ailian couldn't help but curse: "It's obviously Bishou! What are you thinking, you bitch?"

The dancer stroked the mace helplessly: "I've tried my best, after all, it hurts a bit because of the thorns..."

Dachun said awkwardly, "Anyway, it's still a huge improvement."

The dancer immediately smiled silvery: "I think that big maggot still has a weakness. I'll try it!"

Ailian was also helpless: “Dear, let’s try it?”

What the hell? What do you mean by "let's try it"? Who dares to try it?

"Then open a hatch first and drag one out separately."

So Dachun and the 100 dancers returned to the boat, and they could hear the sounds of banging on the cabin door one after another through the cabin door.

Somehow, Dachun suddenly remembered the group of plague skeletons and crows that Siren had put into the obsidian hatch. He wondered how Siren was arranging them now?

The next moment, the hatch opened, the king crab grabbed a maggot with its claws, and then closed the hatch. The other dancers rushed forward and pinned the big maggot down, making it unable to move!
Then the Mace Dancer started looking for weaknesses!

No matter what, since it has thorns, it still has some effect. The maggots that were ground were trembling all over, and Dachun couldn't bear to look at it!
The dancers laughed heartily: "Master, we can also make this weapon!"

Ailian was also helpless: "After all, Dark Remya drained away the evil thoughts and greed in the space, leaving only desire. They are greatly influenced by this desire. I'm afraid it is really difficult for them to create a normal weapon like a dagger..."

There is also this reason!
Dachun had no choice but to face reality: "Then everyone should give their all."

The next moment, crystal lights flashed in the hands of the dancers, and amidst their hearty laughter, the Mace Legion was born!

This makes Dachun's scalp tingle!

Ailian said, "Now that everyone's strength has recovered, let's divide into groups and go!"

Mina smiled and said, "Master, this actually has its benefits. Even if these maggots die, it won't be such a painful death. It won't increase the evil thoughts in the space, and it can ensure the purity of our space."

Ailian smiled: "It seems to make sense?"

Dachun couldn't bear to watch it any longer: "I'll leave this to you. I'd better go back to the mansion..."

Ailian smiled: "I'll take my dear back."

Dachun returned to the mansion and first used the magic prism to observe Biliana's situation. The demon soul goblin priest was still performing rituals underground. The other two demon souls were still searching in the wild.

Looking at Lao Liu, one of his branches has already grown to the next level, and Shirley can already be seen flying in the sky on the Space Explorer. Speaking of which, the Bronze Flower wants a Space Explorer like me...

(End of this chapter)