Otherworld Bone Dragon Operation Guide

Chapter 293 The Unicorn Hurdle

Su Ming had long heard of the extreme bitterness of gentian root, and out of curiosity, he pinched off a small piece with his fingernail and licked it with his tongue.

In an instant, a surge of bitterness swept through his mouth, the intense stimulation making his taste buds seem to awaken instantly.

"Ptooey! Ptooey!" Su Ming spat repeatedly, but to no avail. Even this tiny drop had penetrated deep into his throat, giving him the illusion that his throat was being choked. He grabbed his water glass and drank it all in one gulp, but found no relief.

Eunice, standing to the side, held her work log, a slight smile playing on her lips, and watched him court disaster.

"No wonder it's the legendary 'bitter to the throat' stuff!" Su Ming said helplessly, wiping his mouth.

“Anyway, it’s only for external use.” Yunier couldn’t help but chuckle. “No one would be stupid enough to eat it directly.”

Student No. 0426 picked up another piece of brownish-red root and asked, "President Su, wolfsbane is very poisonous, is it really safe to use?"

“When used in the right dosage, it’s perfectly fine for external application,” Su Ming replied confidently. “It’s incredibly effective against scabies mites and fungi, and the treatment is immediate.” He instructed 0426, “Once these medicinal materials are collected, hand them over to Secretary Yunier for processing.”

"Understood!" Number 0426 replied.

****
A large group of people carrying hundreds of wine jars passed by in a grand procession.

Su Ming quickly reached out to stop the group. He picked up a jar, broke the mud seal, and a rich aroma of liquor immediately wafted out. He dipped his finger in it, licked it, and judged from the spicy burning sensation that it was a strong distilled spirit with an alcohol content of over 50%.

"Where did you get this wine from?" Su Ming asked.

This was the transport team of the Third Construction Battalion. The leader immediately straightened his back and replied, "Reporting to the Chairman! This was discovered by Instructor Rupert in the underground wine cellar of Shen'enhai. The initial count is about six tons!"

"This guy." Su Ming couldn't help but chuckle. Rupert, that old drunkard, was a master at finding alcohol.

He waved his hand, signaling the team to move forward.

When consumed in moderation, alcohol is actually a high-calorie food, and it can also be used as a medical supply. As long as it is properly managed, these are valuable resources.

Inside the base, hundreds of training camp participants were busily engaged in dismantling operations. They were removing various pieces of equipment and extracting the structural materials from the building's framework.

The bone was then transported to the assembly area, where a group of necromancers were already waiting.

The team is now full of modeling experts, so Su Ming no longer needs to assemble the carriages himself. In front of the trainees, he completely altered a normal necromancy spell.

"Will this spell work?" The group of mages looked at each other. They had long heard that the scholar Chestnut Owl would rewrite spells at the drop of a hat, to the point that the magical world had created a new category specifically for her to include her magic.

I didn't expect that Ainz Ooal Gown, who was with her, would be like this too. It seems that the textbooks will have to be significantly thicker from now on.

One of the training camp participants tried it out, and the magical light actually shone. Then he discovered that he could manipulate the bones that were part of the bone fortress.

These bones are deeply bound to the spiritual imprints of Su Ming and Chestnut Owl. Under normal circumstances, the spiritual imprints on them need to be forcibly erased in order to control them—if these necromancers can do that.

"This technique is a one-time authorization," Su Ming explained. "The interface will expire in three hours, so everyone hurry up."

Soon, the entire assembly area was bustling with activity. Under the influence of the necromancers, brand-new train carriages gradually took shape.

At the same time, Su Ming began to summon various supporting equipment from the technology side, while Hanster and Fuyin led the black and white skeletons, as well as the zombie maintenance team that had been cultivated for a long time, to enter the site and carry out the electrification assembly work in an orderly manner.

As the setting sun painted the sky a golden-red hue, all twenty-five new carriages were finally completed. The crew, chanting in unison, towed these pearl-like bone carriages one by one to the rear of the Doomsday Locomotive, completing the final connection and mounting work.

Su Ming wiped the sweat from his forehead. During a break from his non-stop work, he couldn't help but wonder if he had set the departure time too tight.

****
At 5 p.m., Zijin took the initiative to establish a mental synchronization.

[Su Ming, should we come and deal with the corpse of the Radiant Singer?] Her thoughts were filled with a hint of eagerness.

[Handle?] Su Ming didn't react for a moment.

"Doesn't your Dawn and Dusk Bracelet need to consume Saint-level corpses and souls?" Violet reminded her. "It wouldn't be good if too many people saw you consuming them after bringing them back to base."

After being killed by Violet, the body of the Radiant Singer was sealed in the snow and ice near the coal mine.

"No need," Su Ming replied, shaking his head. "I already checked during my patrol yesterday; the Dawn and Dusk Bracelet didn't react to him at all."

Strictly speaking, the Dawn and Dusk Bracelet even seemed rather disdainful. Clearly, in terms of sheer power, the Radiant Chanter wasn't inferior. Su Ming lamented its picky nature.

"Why didn't you say so earlier!" Violet suddenly became excited. "I can finally try making 'terrifying skeletons'! Wait—" As if suddenly remembering something, she added, "The choir members are all here too, I can form a... nectar choir!"

"It would be more fitting to call them the Mourning Choir," Su Ming couldn't help but complain.

The terrifying skeletons were a method for creating a high-level undead combat unit, obtained from data seized from the Bell of Calamity. Last time, Violet attempted to create one using Ice Maiden Yesia's corpse, but all of it, along with the precious materials, was completely devoured by the Dawn and Dusk Bracelet on Su Ming's wrist, leaving the scholar deeply troubled.

"That's the name then!" Violet decided happily. "I'll arrange for their bodies to be brought back right away."

[…Hurry up.]

****
Su Ming turned to look out the window, where the setting sun had dyed the clouds on the horizon a brilliant orange-red.

The sheltered valley site is unrecognizable. Most of the buildings have been demolished, and all sorts of equipment have either been dismantled or loaded onto trucks. All traces have been carefully buried, as if this large construction site had never existed.

The few remaining barracks were used as temporary quarters for Newman's group.

The loading of supplies is still in its final stages, the allocation of the wagons has been completed, and everyone has moved into their designated wagons as planned. The entire base is bustling with activity as preparations are underway for the upcoming journey.

As the setting sun painted the entire sky crimson, all the groups had finished their work. Su Ming announced that everyone would have dinner and then depart.

Violet emerged from the tunnel riding an exhausted frost wolf.

"Long time no see!" The girl on the wolf's back was in a good mood and waved to Su Ming.

She reaped a wealth of material on this trip; the Sea of ​​Divine Grace was like a generous treasure trove, and the feeling of freely plundering it was truly delightful.

Especially for someone with an omniscient perspective, the efficiency is simply intoxicating!
She's already conceiving a paper titled "On the Application of 'Omniscient Vision' in Loot Collection," and will attach the results of this collection as empirical data to the paper. She'll then release it at an opportune moment, making those old academics who always criticize her papers green with envy!
Su Ming didn't understand Zi Jin's greeting at first, but then realized that since they parted yesterday, the two of them had been working on opposite sides of the mountain range. This was the longest time they had been apart since they met.

"Just over a day," Su Ming said. "Welcome back!"

Violet leaped lightly off the wolf's back, and the members of the service team immediately led the exhausted Frost Wolf away, feeding and watering it.

Zijin clapped her hands and walked into the workshop with Su Ming.

Su Ming noticed that beneath the girl's excited expression lay a deep weariness. The demolition team members following behind her were even more exhausted, many of them staggering as they walked.

"How long did you sleep last night?" Su Ming asked.

"I found a corner and rested for a while," Violet recalled, tilting her head. "About... two hours?"

"Go eat something and rest!" Su Ming pointed to the insulated lunchbox on the table.

Zijin lifted the lid, and steam rose up, releasing a rich aroma that immediately wafted out—it was pork stew with vermicelli.

"Wasn't this prepared for Qiluo?"

"I kept some for myself." Su Ming opened his lunchbox, which contained the same food. "Today I finally paid back the last bucket I owed her."

"Thanks~" Violet picked up her spoon and started eating. "This time the harvest was so plentiful, have you made a list yet?"

“There’s no time for that.” Su Ming shook his head. “We’ve already piled them all into the cargo hold. We’ll count them slowly on the way.”

"Alright," Violet mumbled, her mouth full of food.

****
Just then, Qiluo appeared outside the workshop door, comically carrying a large iron bucket on her head.

She peeked inside and saw Su Ming. Overjoyed, she exclaimed, "Thank you, Su Ming! I never expected you to secretly prepare a second pot of meat soup as a surprise for me!"

Su Ming nodded reflexively, then realized something was wrong. "Wait, I only cooked one pot of pork and vermicelli."

"Liar!" Qi Luo staggered back several steps, her head still covered by the iron bucket. "You clearly hid a bucket to eat it all yourself. If it weren't for my exceptional intelligence..."

"I really didn't do that!" Su Ming hurriedly chased after him outside.

"I won't fall for it!" The unicorn skipped happily away and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Zijin followed her out, frowning in confusion. "If you didn't make it, where did she get this second bucket of meat soup from?"

Meanwhile, in the cooking car not far away, Yunier anxiously poked her head out and looked around. Upon seeing Violet, she immediately jumped down from the car and ran over in a few strides.

"Lord Chestnut Owl!" she said, slightly out of breath. "Could you please use your omniscient vision to help me find something? The medicinal soup that Su Ming asked me to brew disappeared as soon as I turned around!"

Just then, a deafening vomiting sound suddenly came from afar, followed by Qiluo's heart-wrenching scream. A white figure shot up from a distance, flying towards them at an astonishing speed, skimming the ground. It then passed by the group, carving a winding track in the snow, and rushed straight towards the foot of the mountain on the other side.

The snow dust that swept up then swept over, and countless snowflakes hit the three of them.

(End of this chapter)