By simple calculation, this Special Grade Relic could equip about forty girls, or fewer if they were adults.
Wang Yue planned to build a chameleon-shaped all-terrain vehicle and then use the Key to apply a transcendent coating to its surface. This would allow for stealthy movement while carrying a large amount of supplies. With the added functionality of a motorhome, it would be convenient in every aspect.
The Wand Shop Workshop.
Donna narrowed her eyes as she watched Wang Yue, who was at the machine tool processing a component shaped like a reinforced rib.
Her unruly disciple was a good person and brilliant at that. She made everything from music boxes to relic prosthetics, but the one thing she never made was a wand.
Donna picked up a stack of blueprints from the table and flipped through them.
The chassis featured a “pseudo-dragon-bone” design with a sophisticated transmission system and heavy shock absorption for comfort. All the weight was concentrated on two parallel, metallic, irregularly shaped dragon-bones on the chassis, while the structural components extending to the sides were CNC-machined alloy parts lightened for efficiency.
The bracket plates, rib plates, and floor plates were made of forged, ultra-light transcendent fiber, weighing less than a tenth of the chassis. This was a design choice to maximize flexibility and weight reduction while maintaining defensive integrity. Its only flaw was the exorbitant cost.
Of course, for high-end items, the price was the only downside.
The design was lacertilian-inspired bionics, featuring two modes: ground-skimming and crawling. The layout was logical, the components meshed perfectly, and it was filled with an artistic, modern sensibility.
The power source was front-mounted—a cubic component with fifty internal slots filled with iridium rune plates. It could operate without a constant manual input of mana.
Although her disciple was still manufacturing individual parts, the thickness of the blueprints and the complexity of the lines suggested it would be an incredibly precise and beautiful mechanical creation.
The only thing that puzzled Donna was the molecular transcendent paint for the outermost layer—a mixture of “Vermillion Eater” nail bone powder and “Rainbow Demon Spider” shells. Its purpose was unclear; perhaps her student had her own ideas.
Wang Yue wore goggles, focusing intently on cutting the components. The floor was covered in material scraps and dust. Although it was a mess, a simple wave of a wand could clear it instantly.
In this world, the system of divine power created a massive divide between believers and commoners. In academies and churches, machines powered by divine energy were common—Wang Yue’s chameleon vehicle drew inspiration from mechanical vehicles she had seen in the library.
However, whether in the Evernight Realm or the Holy Kingdom, commoners had no way to use divine power to drive machinery. They remained stuck in primitive modes of production. Divine-powered engines had appeared before steam engines, splitting the world into two extremes.
The Library.
Lilith peeked around, searching for White Fish among the bookshelves.
Ah, found her.
A coiled, white, translucent mass—looking somewhat like a worm and somewhat like a fish—with catfish-like whiskers extending from each body segment.
Why isn’t she moving?
Lilith found it strange. She had heard that White Fish was very enthusiastic and would come running like a puppy hearing a door open whenever someone arrived.
What does this mean? She doesn’t welcome me?
Lilith walked over and poked White Fish. Her finger passed right through; the entity was a soul-body.
White Fish opened her eyes, leisurely stretching her body as ripples formed in the air. After rolling over once, she stopped and asked softly, “Hello there, little witch.”
“Hey! I’m here to ask you something,” Lilith said, hands on her hips.
“Mhm… go ahead.”
Exactly as Wang Yue described—rude and spoiled. Truly in need of some discipline, White Fish thought to herself.
“It’s like this… I have a friend whose faith is having some issues,” Lilith said, using her prepared excuse and waving her hand dismissively. “Tch, mainly because the god she worships is ugly as sin. She just can’t keep it up.”
“Dear, in that case, I suggest changing faiths,” White Fish said gently. Even if Wang Yue hadn’t told me, I’d know that ‘friend’ is you, you little dummy.
Lilith choked on her words and stammered, “S-she’s willing to give that god a chance. She’ll reluctantly keep believing.”
“Your friend is quite kind,” White Fish said, flipping over again. Is she even hearing herself?
“Of course she is! She’s the best! Those pathetic things don’t deserve her faith, and yet they actually forbid her from using her power. It’s infuriating…” Lilith clutched her fists, filled with righteous indignation. “Is there a way for my friend to use a god’s power without needing to actually believe in them?”
“That won’t work. Divine power isn’t like a tool. A tool has no self-awareness and can be used by anyone, but divine power possesses basic judgment. If it identifies you as faithless, it won’t let you use it. It will resist you, reject you, and forcing it might even cause a backlash.” So you just want to be a leech, don’t you?
“Then… is there a way to make my… friend believe in a bunch of things she finds disgusting and pathetic from the bottom of her heart?”
“There is, dear,” White Fish said with a smile. I was waiting for you to say that.
