Mystical Journey

In reality, all Van doe did was utilized a little energy to activate the Inherited Level to protect him. Even if his prodigy disciple was killed by hostile enemies, the Black Flood Party would compensate and maintained the balance needed but he was certain that this was not what he will only be getting. Compared to parts of the harvest, Van Doe had already gotten more than enough but he was still greedy and continued to do evil.

“I will return sooner or later…don’t worry,” Garen muttered. As the top Martial Arts Master, there was no way he would give up this easily because of one obstacle.

“When do you want the Mila Cells? Just set a venue and I will arrange aircrafts to send it over,” Celine said softly.

Garen understood how sticky the situation was. The other materials needed for the Biochemical Pool could be found easily in the radiation belt, except for Mila Cells which were considered a scarce mineral and not easy to be found.

“I’m outside the radiation belt, but am not sure exactly where. I actually just woke up from my coma.”

“I can send the cells to your area using aerial drones. I will give you a cipher to receive the signals. Once the drones reach your area, you can use it to open it and retrieve the stuffs. If you don’t use the cipher, it will self-destruct.” Celine took out a small, black metal that resembled a matchbox.

“This is an automatic signal transmitter that will help the drone to locate your Energy Machinist Key’s signal. Once you’ve retrieve the cells, destroy the transmitter immediately. You must remember this! Be careful!”

“Yes, I understand!”

Garen know that Celine is most probably the only support he still had within the Blackboard territory. They share a relationship which seemed like master and apprentice, but also good friends at the same time. The pressure that they both faced now was something unimaginable to the ordinary.

He patted Celine’s shoulder. “You have to be careful too!”

“Don’t worry, I’ll be fine!” Celine smiled, but it seemed somewhat strained. “Alright, I should leave now before they discover my tracks and send out Energy Machinists after me. Remember, the cipher code is…take care.”

“Okay.”

Garen’s heart emptied a little as Celine gradually fade out of view. He felt as if he was the only one left in the world.

He suddenly thought of Clint, Baylon and the mysterious Red Moon. Perhaps they have already officially embarked on a path of their own.

Looking around, the Energy Machinists around him were communicating wordlessly with the people, but something seemed different from the last time.

Moreover, the appearances of these Energy Machinists did not seemed as clean and neat as the people in the territories, but more like the radioactive people in the radiation belt.

“Is it possible that radioactive people are able to become Energy Machinists?” Garen had this dubious thought in mind.

He walked into a random shop to look around.

Inside, rows of counters showed that they were no different from an ordinary store. Several customers were wandering inside leisurely, some of them were bargaining with the pretty sales lady.

Nobody noticed Garen when he walked in.

He glanced casually at the items behind the glass counter.

Navy blue roots, crimson red stones, and a writhing, black, half-grass-half-insect. There were also broken pieces of metal nameplates, and things that looked like fossils of living creatures’ fingerprints.

Even the names on it were strange.

Tears of the Sun, Wind Gauntlets, Freezing Stone, Beautiful Roots, Crab Legs.

“Excuse me, is there anything you need?” Someone came over and ask.

Garen looked up and saw a young, beautiful sales girl.

“This is my first time entering the special ability space, may I know what’s the currency used here?”

“We use Spar Stones, a type of energy stone. To be exact, it’s Energy Crystals. Spar Stone is actually a universal currency, and one of it can be exchanged for 100,000 Mother Planet Universal Units,” The friendly sales clerk replied.

“You’re an Energy Machinist too?” Garen was slightly curious. According to Celine, one can directly bring out the physical objects here, which made him even more curious about this special ability space. However if one can actually do that, the cost of it would definitely be high. Otherwise, Celine would not have risked the danger and sent the drones over, but came over herself to trade directly.

“Sorry, our sales clerks are not Energy Machinists. We are just ordinary people hired by the Federation of Energy Machinists,” The sales clerk answered patiently, and shook her head with a smile.

“How do I earn Spar Stones then?” Garen asked.

“Spar Stones can be earned through the sales of patented techniques, completion of delegated tasks, jobs at stores and much more other ways. If you possess of good materials, those can also be sold to gain interest, but it’d better be the top materials because it is slightly difficult to bring physical objects into the special ability space. It comes with a high price, one kilogram of physical object will cost at least 200, 000 Crystals.” The sales clerk explained in a hushed tone.

“200,000 Crystals for just one kilogram…” Garen finally understood why Celine would choose such a risky method to transport the Milar Cells. “Can I trade in my Universal Units for Spar Stones?”

“Sorry, Spar Stones can be exchanged for Universal Units but it is impossible for the other way around.” The sales clerk smiled, “Do you need anything else?”

She could already tell that the young man in front of her was a rookie without an instructor.

Every year, the ability market would encounter many such rookies. Unlike the other sales clerk, she did not discriminate against the rookies. After all, they were not even comparable to Energy Machinists and had no way to achieve that level. What qualifications do they have to discriminate others? So even if the other person had no intentions of purchasing, she would still be happy to answer all sort of questions to clear their confusion.

“Sea Sand, what are you doing there? We have customers waiting for you at the reception!” A girl’s cry came from the inside of the shop.

The sales lady in front of Garen immediately responded.

“Coming.”

“If you still need anything, please wait for a bit and I will be right back to answer your questions.

Please excuse me,” Sea Sand smiled at Garen apologetically.

“It’s alright, you go get busy.” Garen knew he was now penniless, to be actually served by someone even just for a bit was not bad already.

“Sea Sand!” The voice urged again.

Sea Sand gave a small bow towards Garen before quickly dashing back into the store.

Her friendly service left a good impression with Garen.

He turned around in the store, once again approaching the counter by the door and discovered Mila Cells there.

‘Mila Cells: The fundamental cell needed in building an Energy Machinist’s Biochemical Pool. Highly corrosive, radiation resistant, Level Five hardness, with automatic repairing function. Priced at 4,999 Crystals.’

The small pellets of Mila Cells seemed like a blob of grey brain mass, still slightly squirming. It looked disgusting.

However, Garen knew that if it is provided with sufficient nutrients and organic matter, a pool-sized mold of a Biochemical Pool would be able to form within just a matter of one hour’s time.

“5,000 Crystals…in order to bring out the special ability space, I’d need another 200,000 Crystals…this is definitely something not an ordinary person can afford,” Garen shook his head while he exited the shop.

He turned around to look at the shop’s name: Come Again.

“This name is actually easy to remember.”

He strolled around the square when he realized that an Energy Machinist stood in front of the dolphin water fountain in the middle of the plaza, and pressed his palm on it. He could not tell what the person was doing.

He waited for the Energy Machinist to release his hand, opened his eyes and left before he followed suit. He held his hand out similarly and place his palm on the dolphin.

An icy smooth rush spread within him, and a melodious, electronic female sound rang in his head.

“Welcome to the teleport system, please select your destination.”

A sheet of translucent panel instantly bounced in front of Garen, on the surface of the panel were each delivery points.

Above the surface was simply just a model of the Mother Planet, points of lights shone like the stars indicating the choices of destination.

Garen’s sight fell on one of the points and the edge of the corresponding light immediately emerged into sight with price, the name of location and specialty.

The planet was turning slowly, there were three large spots which were most attractive, looking as if the moon was surrounded by various shining, bright stars.

The first one was Polar City, located in the vast ocean.

The second one was Blue Sky, it seemed that the town itself was always moving.

The third one was Nagadako Town, which was the brightest spot among the three. At the side of the display, it was introduced as the Alliance City Center of the Mother Planet.

Garen casually looked around, the cheapest teleport point cost at least five to 600 Crystals, if he were to teleport to any of the three huge towns far away, it would cost up to 10,000!

“Everything needs money…” Garen left the dolphin and recited exit thrice in his head. All at once, he felt his surroundings glow in colors of the rainbow and he was back to the tunnel which he came from in the first place.

When the dizziness faded, he opened both eyes.

He was back within the missile compartment of the thigh unit.

Slightly moving his body, he slowly withdrew his natural Cold Radiation and started controlling the frost which was slowly spreading, accelerating the melting process.

A thick layer of ice had already formed within the internal part of the thigh unit, gradually melting rapidly as the time increased.

As time passed, Garen finally saw the opening of the frozen part melt away.

He reached out his hand to push and all of a sudden, he was sprung out of the unit as silent as a raccoon.

He was unsure about the situation outside so he got into an alert posture in the first place.

However, just seconds after exiting the thigh unit, Garen sensed something was wrong.

In the large bed beside him, a naked, slim girl was asleep comfortably. The bedroom seemed to belong to the girl, the door and windows were tightly locked.

When he sprung out, he coincidentally landed at the side of the girl’s bed.

The girl’s skin was fair, and seemed to glow like ivory under the moonlight. She slept like a starfish, and she did not even use a blanket. She seemed like she was muttering something while sound asleep, her long slender legs twitching occasionally, even her toes would move from time to time.

“Where is this?” Garen moved his sight away from the girl and glanced around. Walking towards the curtains, he gently lifted the curtain and looked out to see the unique architectural wasteland style that only belonged to no other than the radiation belt.

Grey, dilapidated, but strong and ferocious at the same time, just like a beast drifting off to slumber.

Just as he released the curtain, he sensed a breeze from his back. Lightly tapping with the back of his hand, Garen dodged to his side and avoided the blow from the back.

At the same time, his finger tapped on the abdomen of the person behind him.

Crack!