Otherworld Bone Dragon Operation Guide

Chapter 256 Car Repair and Torture

The following day, at the agreed-upon time for transmission with Earth, Su Ming connected with Miao Xin.

He looked around and realized that he wasn't in the warehouse from yesterday, but in a different factory building. Looking out the window, the layout was completely different—had it been a completely different factory this time?
"The goods have been inventoried and all departments are ready." Ling Wen walked over, her voice sounding slightly tired, with noticeable dark circles under her eyes.

"Why did you change locations?" Su Ming asked.

"...Miao Xin blew up the power grid yesterday," Ling Wen replied in surprise. "Didn't you see it?"

"A few cables are enough to force you to move?" Su Ming asked, puzzled.

"All six 1250KVA transformers in the factory area have been scrapped." Xiao Cheng walked over, his face also showing heavy dark circles under his eyes. "We didn't get a single one left."

"I'm sorry, I used too much force," Miao Xin said, apologizing again.

There are ways to maintain the power supply; simply deploying a few emergency power supply vehicles would suffice. However, given the scale of the disturbance, for safety reasons, it was decided to relocate personnel and equipment overnight.

Other things were manageable, but the setup of the observation equipment and site arrangement specifically designed for Su Ming's teleportation consumed a great deal of the research team's energy.

Ling Wen explained all of this to Su Ming.

"In short, I haven't slept for 26 hours." She said, yawning. "If we finish sooner, we can get some rest."

“Okay.” Su Ming nodded and walked towards the pile of parts.

After a day of rest, he has basically recovered.

Miao Xin, in her ghost form, hummed a song as she followed beside him. Su Ming could now clearly sense a subtle change in Miss Ghost, like a lamp in the darkness whose brightness had been dimmed, yet which had become even more solid.

This is clearly a result of her breakthrough yesterday.

The so-called "scars of resentment" is clearly a translation error; the correct understanding is "calamity." The textbook from the Bell of Calamity likely contains countless other errors, perhaps even more serious ones, but Miao Xin, through her own diligent study and understanding, successfully unleashed this power.

Behind him, Xiao Cheng picked up the walkie-talkie and said, "Attention all departments, 'burgundy mirror rhinestone,' scene two, shot one."

Wine-red mirror-finish rhinestones?
Su Ming immediately lifted the little prickly boy's hand and, sure enough, saw ten dazzling red mirror nail polishes on his fingernails.

He shook his knuckles, and dozens of huge imitation diamonds gleamed under the factory's floodlights.

"That Miao Xin," Su Ming said, trying to reason with her, "could you please not make it so shaky?"

"They requested it," Miao Xin said. "They said it would be more obvious this way, and during later analysis, they could immediately tell which record it was."

[...They don't name every experiment after a nail art design, do they?]

【Bingo!】 Miao Xin responded happily.

****
Youth Civilization Model Unit.

The train stood silently on the snow-covered plain, its silvery-white body gleaming coldly in the sunlight.

Su Ming started from the front of the motorcycle and slowly moved forward, his fingers tracing the metal surface. Order was drawn from Earth; damaged parts were used as raw materials and reconstructed into something brand new on the spot.

With his increasing mastery of magic, he was able to perform such fluid maneuvers. As a pale light swept across the massive machine, the twisted tracks immediately straightened, and the broken gears were restored to their original state.

Like a dream.

Because it uses faulty parts as materials, Su Ming needs to make very few adjustments, and the magic consumption is negligible.

By the time he walked from the front to the back of the motorcycle, the entire vehicle seemed to have undergone a metamorphosis and been reborn. Su Ming, on the other hand, appeared to have simply strolled along leisurely.

Newman watched in awe, exclaiming, "If the Dwarven Mechanics Guild saw this, they would worship him as a god!"

"Teacher, is Mr. Su a god?" Yunier blinked her big eyes and asked, puzzled.

“Of course not,” Newman said, his voice tinged with a hint of awe. “But behind him lies something more terrifying than God!”

On Earth's side, the little rascal controlled by Su Ming stopped moving; half of the parts in front of it had already shattered.

"Scene 2, one take complete." Xiao Cheng stepped forward. "Could you please give us two minutes to make some adjustments?"

"Cameras, props, lighting, stagehands, get to work!" he shouted into the walkie-talkie.

Staff immediately gathered around, removed the debris, adjusted the placement of the remaining parts, and selected a more favorable angle for the equipment to record data.

“Your output pattern has changed a lot this time.” Sang Zi walked over.

Su Ming looked down and, sure enough, there was a cast on her right hand.

"Is this detrimental to your observations?" Su Ming asked.

“We’ve been adjusting our observation methods, but your performance has been changing as well.” Sang Zi sighed softly, her tone tinged with helplessness. “From a scientific perspective, we hope to have a certain amount of reproducible experimental data.”

"I'll try my best to cooperate," Su Ming said, frowning. "I'm growing, and my condition is different each time I teleport."

“I know,” Sangzi nodded. “So I’m not making a request. Besides, it’s actually a luxury to worry about.”

****
The second teleportation was completed quickly, this time carrying mechanical components from the destroyed carriages, such as the braking and steering systems for each carriage. Su Ming also teleported twelve additional sets.

"Goodbye!" Su Ming waved to everyone and switched back to the other world.

Yunier was already taking notes in her notebook, checking the equipment that had been transferred this time.

Newman stepped forward. "Are you planning to add twelve more carriages?"

"Six living quarters, one multi-functional area, one dining car, two work cars, and two spare sets," Su Ming explained in detail. "We'll be meeting up with Princess Daphne's support team in three days, and there are still over a hundred necromancers who need to be accommodated."

“Understood.” Newman extended his bone claws, and suddenly a thickened carriage cracked open. The bone on it rapidly decomposed, reconstructed, and pieced together to form the prototype of three carriages.

The extra bone collected in Hard Rock Canyon is now coming in handy.

"Although my simplified version of the Bone Mark doesn't have much magic power, it's still enough to handle this task."

Su Ming then realized that he wasn't the only one capable of doing these things.

But a certain female modeler with zero points in modeling suddenly reached out and picked up the half-human skeleton.

“If I find you going to stick to your aesthetic in places where symmetry is required,” Violet threatened, “I’ll personally assemble the carriages and put your bones under them!”

This threat was quite serious; Newman couldn't even imagine what kind of bizarre shape he would be pieced together into.

“…Okay.” Newman obediently replied.

In the afternoon, Gerndar came to bid farewell to Su Ming, accompanied by Gerus, who was returning to the team. The girl was in very poor condition and was helped back to her room to rest by Yunier as soon as she returned.

“Gelus is much better now; she’ll be fine after a few days of rest,” Gerndar explained. “Abigail’s Corrosion Spell is indeed quite effective.” Another important reason is that the strongest healer in the team right now is none other than Gerus herself.

“Silverface, Iser, and I will escort everyone away,” Gerndale explained. “We need to clean up the traces you left behind, control the leak of information, erase the memories of those girls, and deal with the etched runes on their bodies.”

There were many complicated matters, and almost everyone was injured.

Su Ming nodded in understanding.

"Bon Voyage!"

"Then see you at the foot of the holy mountain." Gerndal bowed in farewell and turned to leave.

****
On the third night after the battle, all the new carriages were assembled, the electrical equipment was installed, and the train was ready to be put into service.

Su Ming planned to set off once the boiler was preheated, but that meant he would have to load Abigail and Rogkin's bodies onto the truck.

This makes it impossible to guarantee many things!

"What's meant to happen will happen." Violet gently moved her wrists, feeling the magic power gradually returning to her body. "My condition is good enough; we can proceed."

"Alright." Su Ming nodded.

Qi Luo, needless to say, would never miss out on gossip, even though the unicorn righteously claimed it was to investigate the unusual matter of divine favor.

Newman followed, expressing his desire to see the legendary Bone King Corpse.

"Wait a minute!" Su Ming said urgently, "Who told you that!"

The unicorn beside it immediately turned its head and focused intently on studying the snowy scenery in the distance, whistling off-key.

"Hey, is this how you repay the person who gave you two jars of caviar!" Su Ming grabbed the unicorn's horn. "It was an accident!"

"I'm just stating what I saw!" Qi Luo's long horns pressed against Su Ming, forcing him to slide. "I didn't even say that Yesia's corpse was completely naked."

"..."

Newman clicked his tongue a few times, "I really couldn't tell!"

Amidst their playful antics, they soon arrived at the location where the body was hidden. It was in a nearby snowdrift, covered by an ingenious concealment array.

Qiluo broke free from Su Ming, raised her front hoof and stomped, dissolving the magic array. A whirlwind swept up, scattering the covering snow and revealing the corpses of Abigai and Ruogejin, as well as two souls sealed in specially made bottles by the unicorn.

Abigail's body was relatively intact. Although Iser angrily smashed it several times after the battle, it was still recognizable as a human.

As for Ruogejin, it can only be described as a mess.

"Please enjoy!" Qiluo said smugly.

Su Ming glared at him, then helplessly gripped her right wrist with her left hand. The Dawn and Dusk Bracelet had already begun to stir restlessly as they approached the corpse hiding place, and now it was even more impatient, flashing with an unusually beautiful fluorescent light.

He focused his mental energy and suppressed the bracelet with all his might. "Hey, at least let me ask a few questions!"

Whether it was Su Ming's suppression that worked, or whether it was understanding Su Ming's request, the Dawn and Dusk Bracelet really did become quieter.

Su Ming turned to Zi Jin, signaling her to begin.

Zijin also looked helpless. Without her actively summoning it, the Divine Favor Scepter had already appeared on its own, hovering above their heads, emitting a pure white light, looking menacing.

Neither of them is easy to deal with!
Violet pulled the End Bone Staff, which she used as a hairpin, from her head, and her long, cascading hair fell down. She restored the staff and then struck Abigail's soul with a "Soul Punishment".

However, Abigail's soul did not react at all; it neither screamed nor struggled.

Violet didn't say much; this was already the most painful spell to inflict on the soul that she knew of. She continued to whip him, and Abigail endured the punishment like a stagnant pool.

But as the spell progressed, Abigail's soul began to show signs of dissipation.

The Dawn and Dusk Bracelet became completely unruly. Before the materials were "damaged," it ignored Su Ming's suppression and forcibly began to devour them.

No one knew what it was made of, but Su Ming's strength couldn't budge it at all. He was dragged towards Abigail's corpse and then fell face-first onto the old woman's mummy-like body, his hand pressed against his chest.

"It really is true!" Newman, who was watching, clicked his tongue in amazement.

Qi Luo had a "I told you so" look on her face, while Zi Jin on the other side shrugged, indicating that she couldn't help.

Su Ming gritted his teeth and tried to pull his hand away, but it wouldn't budge. He had no choice but to accept his fate.

The Dawn and Dusk Bracelet had already begun its devouring, and Abigail's soul finally let out a painful wail.

Su Ming gave Qi Luo a strange look. "Didn't you dislike this shriek?"

“It’s just the shrieking, it doesn’t matter,” the unicorn replied. “You’ve drained Abigail’s soul energy, it’s a bit noisy, but it doesn’t hurt.” She gave a disgusted look. “Back in Shafur Town, you shattered that ugly soul, making filth fly everywhere!”

Su Ming provided the magic power, and it took several minutes to absorb it all.

When it was all over, Su Ming finally didn't faint this time. He looked at the Dawn and Dusk Bracelet and found that the second section was complete.

"Very good, mission progress 2/12," Su Ming said.

Newman was extremely interested in the unprecedented runes on the bracelet. "This bracelet must be something amazing when assembled, but its segments—" he hesitated, "it seems that each segment can also function independently."

Su Ming wanted to take off the bracelet and let Newman study it himself, but he found it was impossible. He put his wrist in front of Newman, and the bracelet simply disappeared and ignored him.

Everyone was prepared for this situation, and then looked toward today's real target: the soul of Roggen.

Qiluo tossed the bottle in her hand, opened it, and released Ruogejin's soul.

"If you can also withstand 10 lashes from me without uttering a sound," Violet's voice was icy, and the light of 'Soul Punishment' shone on the End Bone Staff, "then pretend I didn't say anything."

“…I can answer one question.” Rogkin’s soul, no longer as rigid as Abigail’s, finally responded to the fluctuations.

"Three." Violet bargained, as for whether there were only three—she'd ask first anyway.

“I can only answer one,” Rogkin said firmly.

Zijin was about to speak again, but Su Ming raised his hand to stop him.

Why can you only answer one question?

"This is a blessing bestowed by Lord Jormungandr!" Roggen's soul pulsed with sarcasm. "After death, we can answer one question to complete the ritual and exchange it for the return of our souls!"

An invisible rhythm swept through, and with the answer to the question, the ritual was completed!

(End of this chapter)