Otherworld Bone Dragon Operation Guide

Chapter 127 Professional Miao Mu
After receiving supplies and payment, the White Triangle began to move at full speed, heading south across the equator towards Rikima Island.

Seneca was left on the ship. Necromancers are now considered rare technical talents, and there's still no progress on Miao Xin's matter; it's not time to discard her after she's served her purpose.

The White Triangle doesn't tolerate idlers. Violet assigned Seneca the task of removing the bones from the corpses stored on the ship, eliminating impurities, and refining the inferior parts.

When Su Ming looked for him, he was busy in the lower deck, the foul smell like a sticky miasma, and the scene was so bad it needed to be blurred out. Su Ming had to call him up to the deck, and even took a cloth to cover his mouth and nose.

“Wash yourself thoroughly after you’re done!” Su Ming said, “including yourself.” He gagged as he spoke. He wasn’t a very particular person, but this scene was really testing his nerves.

Seneca, on the other hand, seemed completely unaffected.

"Yes, Lord Ainz," he said anxiously. "Whom did you summon?"

The pirate mage's biggest fear was that the people on the White Triangle would think he was useless and just kill him.

"I need to ask you about Miao Xin," Su Ming said.

On his way from Vietnam to Miao Xin's hometown, Su Ming talked a lot with the vengeful spirit girl and learned about her past experiences.

Miao Xin was born into a fairly well-off family. Her father's name was Miao Mu, and her mother's name was He Yixiang. Although the couple often traveled for work, they could afford a nanny and their life was relatively smooth. Even the unexpected birth of her younger sister, He Ran, did not throw their lives into chaos.

Everything took a sharp turn for the worse last year when a sudden car accident killed my mother and seriously injured my father, Miao Mu. The accident caused enormous property damage to third parties, exceeding the coverage limit of the insurance.

To make ends meet, Miao Xin's family sold their house, used their savings accumulated over the years, their mother's pension, and borrowed money to barely complete the compensation.

Miao Xin had just finished high school at the time. She started doing odd jobs to support her family until she was murdered more than three months ago.

Seneca listened carefully to Su Ming's account and quickly concluded, "Although Miss Miao Xin's experience was unfortunate, it was absolutely impossible for her to produce a rank-based vengeful spirit." He explained in detail, "For a vengeful spirit to have strength, the deceased must have intense resentment. We need to choose particularly resilient material, preferably one that has endured long-term suffering but has never been crushed. Then we intervene to 'process' it, further increasing the pressure until the target collapses."

"No wonder it's the lowest of all career paths," Su Ming thought to himself. It's no wonder that even among necromancers, the Wraith faction is universally despised.

Seneca glanced at Su Ming's face as she spoke, making sure he was alright before continuing, "Miss Miao Xin's experiences don't even meet the most lenient entry-level requirements."

"How do you activate a vengeful spirit in the form of a ghostly sea?" Su Ming asked the next question.

"Just stimulate the Nether Sea, any negative emotion spell will do."

The vengeful spirit created by the pirates was still there. Seneca demonstrated the spell, this time much faster. The blackness on the pirate vengeful spirit expanded and then went out of control, with countless tentacles surging out from within the spirit and frantically rushing towards the surroundings.

Su Ming released a spherical shield that enveloped the vengeful spirit, allowing it to smash and pound inside.

The spirit, which had been relatively inconspicuous before, suddenly erupted, causing the shield to shatter. Su Ming had no choice but to add two more layers.

It lasted for about thirty seconds before the vengeful spirit's power rapidly waned and it collapsed.

Su Ming sensed it for a moment, then shook his head. The difference was so great that it was as if he were not the same person as Miao Xin at all.

****
After seeing Seneca off, Su Ming returned to his cabin.

Angie was handing a list to Violet.

"Fifteen thousand gold coins?" Zijin was somewhat surprised. "Replacing and repairing the parts of the alchemy puppet is very expensive."

As agreed with the Federation, the losses suffered by Beanche and Yesia in their last battle were to be paid by the White Triangle from the rewards it received.

"Pure cost." Beianqi said helplessly, "I used some of your materials, otherwise it would have cost two thousand more gold coins."

"The consumption of your stuff is truly terrifying," the scholar remarked sincerely. "The losses from a single battle are enough to fund a standard-scale experiment."

These words sent a chill down Su Ming's spine. Neither of you should accuse the other of wasting money!

“The Spirit Mechanic is a real money-devouring profession,” the girl lamented. “Alas, I regret choosing this path so much.”

"Bei Anqi, do you have a way to provide supplies?" Su Ming asked her.

Since the federation is unreliable, we naturally need to find other ways.

“It’s simple. The Beer will deliver the shells you’ve purchased in about ten days,” Beanie replied. “Just have it bring whatever supplies you need.”

Violet rejected the idea, saying, "If the enemy targets us, we can't rely on supplies from the dwarves either!"

The dwarves themselves wouldn't get involved, but as an open supply operation, the Beer could be infiltrated at far too many points.

Having grasped the problem, Beianchi pondered for a moment, "We can use my family's private ship, the Mist Veil, to secretly deliver the supplies to a certain island, unload them there, and then we can go to receive them. That way, apart from the highest levels, no one will know who the goods are for, minimizing the risk of intelligence leaks and unforeseen complications!"

"That's a good method!" Zijin nodded.

"How about we proceed with the supply plan for the Beer Ship as scheduled?" Su Ming suggested. "Have the dwarf factory pack up the defective shells and load them onto the Beer Ship for delivery. But let's send the real goods on the Mist Veil Ship, a secret mission!"

“That’s good, it adds another layer of cover,” Beanie agreed, then contacted the Fog Veil via encrypted communication to arrange the relevant matters.

****
The trio continued installing the roll stabilizer gyroscope. Its structure wasn't complex; its core was a huge, bulky rotor operating in a vacuum. A motor would propel it to very high speeds, thus giving it enormous momentum.

When the ship rocks, the rotor generates precession, counteracting the rocking torque. Essentially, it's a giant gyroscope, using sheer physical momentum to subdue the entire ship. Of course, the force generated by a large gyroscope is enormous, requiring very good support and fixation.

Su Ming redesigned the lower deck configuration and support structure, and the two girls worked together to complete the installation and reinforcement.

After connecting the cables and various subsystems and patiently debugging them, Su Ming started the equipment, and the slight shaking of the entire ship immediately disappeared.

Beianqi was amazed and wished she could crawl into the vacuum chamber of the gyroscope to find out more.

Next is the anti-roll fin, which looks small but has a complex working mechanism. It's also called a side rudder, and it controls the torque that steers the ship by turning. When there are waves, the side rudder senses data through sensors, predicts the movement under the control of the intelligent control system, and applies a force opposite to the wave to counteract the impact.

Su Ming spent a long time debugging, and it initially took effect, but the specific effects still need to be verified in the big waves.

Then there's the forward-looking obstacle avoidance sonar, a convenient civilian device that beeps when it detects shallow reefs within a 500-meter range. Violet installed it herself using the instructions. However, its effective range is too short, so she still needs to teach Black Skull how to react in time.

The White Triangle only had its middle section with the deepest draft, a very narrow area, which was perfectly adequate for avoidance.
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During this time, Su Ming gave Miao Xin a new task.

[Tungsten-titanium-cobalt cemented carbide, cubic boron nitride, and titanium carbide.] Miao Xin struggled to repeat these tongue-twisting names. [Industrial materials?]

【Um. 】

Miao Xin opened her phone and started searching. [Su Ming, didn't you say you needed the corresponding materials to send it?]

[We can synthesize a small amount of things that are not available, as long as the corresponding elements are available.] Su Ming was only in a semi-linked state, casually chatting with Miao Xin while calculating a newly learned spell in his hands.

Hmm, I found the alloy. Products made of this material are available on Taobao.

[Sure, I can change the shape myself.]

Miao Xin also found sellers for the latter two materials. [A few yuan per gram, are high purity requirements?]

[Not too outrageous is fine. 200g cubic boron nitride, 100g titanium carbide nitride.]

Miao Xin contacted customer service and learned that the shipping would take two days via SF Express.

"Two days is fine," Su Ming said. "It's good to avoid trouble. But how will you receive the package?"

Her current address is just a temporary residence.

"I can pick it up at the station," Miao Xin replied. "I have a legitimate identity that allows me to shop online."

Su Ming narrowed his eyes, but did not ask any questions.

Miao Xin was silent for a moment, then said, "...Okay, I wasn't planning on hiding it anyway." She confessed honestly, "I contacted my father."

Su Ming's work didn't stop. [How did you get in touch?]

This 19-year-old girl had only ordinary school and part-time work experience. Her drastic change in behavior could only be attributed to receiving outside assistance.

Considering her sunny disposition that could make even the deepest sea a mirror, there are no other possible options.

I think I've already said that we can't use regular communication channels.

Anyone connected to the event will be placed under surveillance. This can be done at little cost; supercomputers filter communications, with a small number of humans conducting verification, making every interaction transparent.

Although Su Ming had configured multiple overseas VPNs for Miao Xin, these weren't foolproof methods. Judging by the time, it was about time to escape.

"My dad frequents a niche online gaming platform; that's where I found him," Miao Xin explained. "Then I told him the whole story."

This seems to be a blind spot.

Su Ming recalled the chess page he had seen before. That small platform had only a rudimentary interactive design, and it didn't retain any chat logs, which was indeed unfriendly to regulators.

But even if we temporarily bypass it—

[Does he believe it?] Can anyone accept these fantastical stories?

"I believe you!" Miao Xin replied. "My dad was overjoyed. He talked to me for a long time and taught me many things!"

Su Ming frowned; this performance didn't seem like that of a "professional" as Miao Xin had described. On the other hand, Miao Xin's actions had indeed shown immediate improvement, something that couldn't be taught by an ordinary person.

"Can I talk to your father now?" Su Ming asked. "Yes, you can!"

Miao Xin picked up her phone; it showed a Dou Dizhu (a popular Chinese card game) room. Her opponents were [朝朝暮暮] and [DK_23775].

"Three people?" Su Ming asked, puzzled.

"This platform has few users, and its name clearly indicates it's a bot just there to fill the numbers," Miao Xin explained.

"How's the pulse technique I taught you yesterday?" Su Ming asked.

"Oh, that's so difficult, I have absolutely no clue how to do it."

Practice while I have some free time, so I can give you some pointers.

"Fine." Miao Xin reluctantly dispelled the fusion and went to the side to use her resentment to stab the glass bottle.

Su Ming took over control of the troublesome kid. He casually clicked the "Ready" button in the Dou Dizhu game, found the simple chat window, and started typing.

****
At eight o'clock in the morning, Miao Mu had just dropped off his youngest daughter, He Ran, at kindergarten.

The middle-aged man was not tall, and appeared even more hunched in the cold wind. He had difficulty walking, and his face showed the weakness of someone recovering from a serious illness.

But compared to ordinary pedestrians, he walked quite fast, carrying a canvas shopping bag, and soon arrived at a supermarket.

At the entrance, several workers were inspecting the security cameras. The number of cameras in this area has increased to more than three times the normal density, and the corresponding maintenance work has become more frequent.

The phone beeped, and Miao Mu tapped "Ready" to start the poker game.

"Hello," came the message from the other end.

Miao Mu hesitated for a moment, then quickly realized something, "Su?"

"Correct."

Su Ming, who was in first place, immediately bid for the highest multiplier to become the landlord, and then randomly played a few cards.

"You believe it?" Su Ming asked directly.

“I don’t believe you,” Miao Mu replied just as directly. “I’m past the age of reading fairy tales.”

He knew the horrific state of his daughter's body at the scene of her death, and often woke up from nightmares. More than the physical injuries, the suffocating pain of losing loved ones one after another was what weighed on him; if it weren't for He Ran—

“I guess so,” Su Ming said.

Miao Mu selected a fish and handed it to the butcher to butcher. For the past three months, he had been instructed to reduce his outings and only stay near his home.

At first, he thought it was related to his daughter's murder, and that the killer might be retaliating against him. But as security levels rose and equipment was upgraded on a large scale, he began to seriously doubt the nature of the incident and started making various inquiries.

“The person chasing after you can barely be considered my colleague,” Miao Mu replied. “So don’t waste your time. I know you’re an outsider who has obtained my daughter’s memories.”

If he hadn't had a kidney and spleen removed in the car accident and been forced to recuperate, he would have been a similar worker.

Su Ming was a little annoyed; this was truly a professional! But it wasn't a big problem; he could explain this to Miao Xin properly.

The vengeful spirit was pulled back from the brink of exploding not entirely because of his conceptual power. Miao Xin's own resilience and tenacity were crucial.

This girl is exceptional in some ways, beyond imagination.

Su Ming had already begun to consider the next steps, and occasionally still allowed Miao Xin to contact her father. Miao Mu himself didn't seem to mind this communication.

The game in the room has progressed to the endgame. The AI ​​has played three 4s with a pair of 5s and has a pair of Kings left in its hand.

Miao Mu had four cards in his hand: a pair of 2s, a pair of 5s, and a pair of 3s. He chose to pass.

Su Ming had four 7s, a King, and a pair of 6s in his hand. He mentally calculated his cards, then used the three 7s with the pair of 6s to beat the King.

The human and machine have made their choice.

Miao Mu was stunned for a moment, then nodded in surrender somewhat blankly.

In this round, Su Ming randomly called for the landlord position, had no Kings and was missing a 2, and his hand was far weaker than Miao Mu's. However, Su Ming used that stupid AI to block him and won without much drama.

You wouldn't do something like this unless you've been immersed in it for a few years!

"Are you really Su?" Miao Mu suddenly asked.

Su Ming was hanging up. He had just closed the crying face question window that asked "Are you really leaving?" when another beautiful picture popped up asking "Why don't you stay a little longer, sir?", and then he accidentally clicked on an ad pop-up.

This crappy platform deserves to have so few users!

"What?" Su Ming replied.

Miao Mu blankly accepted the cleaned and cut fish, then lowered his head and moved outside. The evidence of the transmigrator's intrusion was too conclusive; everyone was wary of the other party distorting their identity to achieve certain goals, and remained reserved about other possibilities.

The other party insists they are human, impersonating Su Ming, and has now fabricated a new story that even includes Miao Xin, but—

Miao Mu stopped in his tracks. What if this story was true?

He instinctively wanted to make a phone call to report it. But then something occurred to him, and he quickly stopped, switching back to his Dou Dizhu (a card game) room to type, "Give me a few minutes to think!"

"No, I have to smash my phone and run away quickly," Su Ming replied.

"Don't!"

"Please wait!"

Miao Mushou was breathing rapidly as he typed continuously, trying his best to remain calm so that the monitors wouldn't notice anything amiss.

If that really was Su Ming, then his story was—

Miao Mu's mind raced; the logic of it all actually made sense!

His daughter's spirit is in absolute danger of being exposed!
A layer of sweat beaded on Miao Mu's forehead. Finally, with trembling hands, he typed out a line of text.

"I believe it."
-
Three days later, all preparations were complete on White No. 3.

Cubic boron nitride and titanium carbonitride have been received. Su Ming used the dark magic spell "Eliminate the Impurities" to separate the impurities.

This is one of the best purification spells in alchemy. The drawback is that it can only work on a single compound, and the spell must be rewritten for each substance. If it weren't for Violet, he truly couldn't have afforded such a luxury.

Yes, luxury.

Even though he didn't understand at first, amidst Beianqi's various unbelievable attempts, he began to realize just how outrageous this scholar with the title of "scholar" who could casually develop new spells was.

The vast majority of the magic spells used by scholars cannot be found in textbooks.

In a sense, Violet actually changed the rules. If the otherworldly battlefield were like the NBA, she would definitely be banned with a wall dedicated to her by the league.

Su Ming now realized that he had been led astray by the scholar, developing the bad habit of rewriting spells whenever he encountered trouble. Bei Anqi, who had been speechless multiple times, had become numb.

If two out of the three people are not normal, the normal one will start to doubt himself.

The warships reached the northern tip of Ling Island. This was the largest maritime trading port for the orcs, and the only large seaport on the entire island. Here they encountered the Star Rain, who, with a fleet, completely blockaded the port, forcing the orc kingdom to explain what had happened in the Central Ocean.

Considering that both sides were still on the same side for the time being, the White Triangle did not approach the Star Rain battle group, but instead passed by it from the left at a distance, heading towards the east side of Ling Island. The two sides even exchanged a distant greeting with signal flares.

Continuing onward, rounding the outer corner of Ling Island, the closest distance was only a dozen kilometers. This enormous island, in appearance, is indistinguishable from a solid continent.

“I actually have some very unpleasant memories of this place,” Violet said, gazing at the faint outline of land in the distance on the deck. “I died on this island.”

"Death?" Su Ming didn't quite understand.

“Of course, otherwise why would I have turned into a bone dragon?” Violet asked in return.

"I thought you wanted to explore some mystery, such as supplementing the dark magic you can't use."

The Fairy Dragon is the queen of the four elements, unable to use light or dark magic. Violet, through her Elisa form, possesses extremely high affinity for light magic. The remaining dark magic—

"I would never trade my life for this!" Violet said irritably. "I was assassinated. If it weren't for the help of many people who paid a great price to save me, I would have truly died."

What are you trying to say?

“I can use the Bone Dragon form, but I can’t use it at the same time as Elisa form,” Violet said. “So if we need to land on Rhombus Island, there is another option.”

Su Ming understood. By combining the bone mark with the enhanced bone dragon, the two could quickly advance towards targets on the island, maintaining mobility while also possessing considerable combat power. The risk was that the omnipresent undead energy would reveal their location.

"I've got it." Su Ming nodded.

Violet was replenishing his tactical reserves. The incident with the Blue-Eyed Merchant Guild had made her start to pay attention to the exchange of decision-making information.

(End of this chapter)