Chapter 1162: Chapter 1140: Atmosphere and Effectiveness
The second ability of the Blood Reconstruction Organ, in comparison, appears more irreplaceable.
—It can reconstruct the blood composition of the surgical receptor, making the oxygen-carrying capacity and nutritional level of this blood far higher than that of ordinary people.
Interstellar Warriors fight in the dark galaxy, spanning several solar systems, where a battle lasting decades is quite normal.
On that vast battlefield, even hundreds of billions of soldiers might establish a simple wartime society over several decades to a century of battlefield time.
If needed, Interstellar Warriors can engage in these battles throughout.
The life support systems in the armor of the Interstellar Warriors play a significant role, but they merely handle ’survival’.
In high-intensity combat scenarios, they still rely on their own body’s resilience and endurance.
Their bodies are filled with powerful, yet energy-consuming super organs. Without adequate energy supply and minimal-loss energy absorption and transportation methods, these organs could be either enhancements or burdens.
However, Interstellar Warriors are large-scale humanoid weapons designed by the legendary Emperor.
This ’humanoid weapon’ does not require any doubt in terms of cost-effectiveness and stability.
Tishaya instinctively turned the blueprint Lann handed over, observing it from all angles.
But she could only discern that this organ should be attached to the vascular walls, without understanding its exact function.
"You said this is an experimental attempt regarding blood?"
Unable to comprehend after a while, Tishaya somewhat gave up and set down the parchment in front of her, looking towards Lann.
"Hmm... no problem, this thing is only the size of a grain of rice, easy to cultivate."
In a magic-driven environment, a certain genius achieves remarkable progress in research through chaotic methods.
Or simply experiences a sudden insight and enlightenment.
Not to mention, Lann’s talent is already absurdly displayed.
Tishaya had witnessed such occurrences many times, hence did not pay much attention.
The Great Mage handed the parchment to Philixia for arrangement.
Considering the weight and volume of the organ to be cultivated, the cultivation of the Blood Reconstruction Organ is a minor task in engineering.
The Female Sorcerer Apprentice imported the various parameters Lann had calculated into the crystal plate using magic, with the next step being the input of Chaos Magic Power and the replacement of the consumable runic cloth along with the nutrient solution, before officially starting.
"What do you plan to do next?"
Tishaya picked up the stack of experimental records again, checking while speaking to Lann.
"You just returned, no need to arrange things too tightly. It’s also nice to spend a few days relaxing with Rita on the bed."
Rarely, the Great Mage had no objections to her student’s indulgent lifestyle, even somewhat encouraging it.
"For me, there’s nothing really tight about it."
Lann replied with a smile.
Perhaps Margaret and Tishaya thought entering the Celestial Sphere Convergence Rift must be a tense and tiring journey.
But Lann actually felt most of the time was rather leisurely.
Moreover, as his body grew stronger, his rest time decreased.
It’s not that time is tight, but rather the efficiency of his physical and mental recovery increased so much that he was fully rested and couldn’t rest more.
"I need to contact Dudu first to check my financial situation, and then I plan to equip Rong Buqiu with a space expansion pack. That way it can carry many items."
Lann counted on his fingers while speaking to Tishaya.
Initially seeming like a mere checklist of tasks, but to Tishaya, it was a captivating experience, nodding and agreeing intermittently.
Enjoying this rhythm of planning the future with Lann.
"Uh..." Halfway through, the Demon Hunter stumbled, as if just realizing, showing Tishaya an apologetic smile. "Am I being too verbose? It’s all insignificant stuff."
"No, it’s nothing." Tishaya suddenly closed the half-examined experimental records, placing them on the desk and moving them back and forth, trying to align them symmetrically with the other items on the desk.
"What you said is quite necessary. I’ll check if there are any space expansion pack orders in the academy and line them up for you."
Lann nodded casually: "Thanks. Then I’ll head to the workshop, I heard the pressure there should be quite high now."
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The Blood Reconstruction Organ undergoes cultivation in the laboratory, while Tishaya inquires about the space expansion pack for Rong Buqiu.
Lann managed to extract himself from Airetusa and, passing through Gos Velen, headed toward the Valerian Steel Workshop.
The situation is indeed as Margaret and Tishaya told him; the atmosphere between non-human species and humans is tense.
Outside the bustling Giancardi Bank, the opposite street is a lively place.
That is Gos Velen City’s renowned market square.
If we’re talking about its status as a hub for goods, it can even stand shoulder to shoulder with Novigrad’s Master’s Square.
Originally, Gos Velen, as a port city, already had a bustling fish market, yet it still pales in comparison to the marketplace square.
This square is long and large and alarmingly crowded.
After the successful expansion of Valerian Steel’s trade, it has been expanded twice in two years but still proves insufficient.
The city government of Gos Velen not only sells face for Airetusa Academy but also greatly profits from the Valerian Steel business. Naturally, they cooperate wholeheartedly.
Merchants are shouting, buyers are shouting even louder, lost children are crying endlessly, mixed with the noise from cattle, sheep, and poultry.
Those entering for the first time often feel a dizzying and nauseating sensation due to the crowd, thin and dirty air, and pervasive noise.
This lively marketplace square should connect closely to the nearby Giancardi Bank.
People settle transactions here and then walk a few steps to a reputable, asset-rich Dwarf bank, where checks and clerks are readily available.
As soon as an agreement is reached, the deal can be concluded immediately.
However, nowadays, Giancardi Bank still sees traffic, and the marketplace square remains frightfully noisy.
Yet a seemingly invisible boundary seems to have appeared between these neighboring places.
People from either side hardly glance in the other’s direction.
Though some still head to the bank after negotiating deals at the marketplace square, practically everyone subconsciously takes a detour around Gos Velen City before entering the bank hall for transactions.
It seems both sides want to pretend the huge entity next door doesn’t exist, deceiving themselves.
Simply because one is a Dwarf bank and the other is a predominantly human market.
"It seems Margaret says the atmosphere in Gos Velen isn’t tense because both sides still act like the other doesn’t exist, rather than wanting the other to disappear,"
Lann stands in the middle of that invisible boundary, complaining to the Bio-brain in his mind.
"Sound reasoning, sir," The Bio-brain first compliments, then marks a few people red at the edge of Lann’s vision.
"But that’s just for now. These few people just spat toward Giancardi Bank, next time perhaps they’ll throw stones? Shoot arrows?"
The Demon Hunter sighed at the current city atmosphere: "Truly troubling."
He had long been aware of the world’s racial discrimination and racial persecution.
After all, he too was among the discriminated and persecuted.
Demon Hunters are not regarded as humans.
Of course, this treatment disappeared after he smashed a grand battle where over ten thousand from both sides came to fight.
But that’s only when he showed his iconic face.
The ordinary perception of Demon Hunters among the masses hadn’t improved much.
Regardless, from Lann’s education and moral view, racial discrimination and persecution are contemptible.
At this moment, Lann had donned a hooded cloak again, thus effectively concealing his appearance and figure.
During his last return, the results from employing Dandelion to write and sell goods seemed promising.
At this moment on Gos Velen’s marketplace square, there were already a few tall figures wearing hooded cloaks wandering around intermittently.
These were buyers of magic cloaks.
On one hand, it’s due to the stories sung about Lann during the war, on the other hand, these magic cloaks that confuse figures are quite practical.
Gos Velen is a large port city, with merchant groups coming worldwide to purchase Valerian Steel.
You can even see black and white-striped horses and giraffes from Zangweiba.
Or perhaps silks or spices from Ophir.
If even here some are using magic cloaks produced under Lann’s name, it indicates the magic cloak’s influence is already global.
Though constrained by the era, this ’world’ appears small.
The marketplace square’s people clearly aren’t seeing these ’Cloak Giants’ for the first time. Most walk away indifferently from these Cloaked People or give a curious glance.
"Hey! Can’t you look down while walking? Aren’t you afraid of stepping on stinky dog poop?"
A Dwarf teller from the bank ran past Lann, almost bumping into him, hurriedly picking up speed while cursing.
And Lann withdrew his intentionally shifted foot.
That indifferent attitude is what he aimed to test.
This indicates that upon his last return, the scheme he and Dandelion and others planned had proven adequately effective.
When seeing someone of his build wearing a cloak, people’s first reaction isn’t ’the legendary Demon Hunter has appeared.’
Rather: just another guy who spent money wanting to look intimidating.
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