391: Chapter 392 Building the Assembly Line!
He steadied his mind and looked at the Golden Armored Warrior.
A clear "memory" had been added—it was a complete set of instructions on how to inscribe runes, from the initial stroke to the finishing touch, from the frequency of Spiritual Qi input to the angle of the brush tip's turn, nothing was missed.
"Try it out." With a thought, Ye Changge sent the first command to the Golden Armored Warrior.
The Golden Armored Warrior's eyes suddenly lit up with two golden beams of light, like ignited lamps.
It slowly raised its right hand, fingers slightly spread, and a layer of pale golden Spiritual light shimmered at its fingertips.
Then, it began to move.
A moment later, the golden rune fully formed in the air, trembled slightly, and then erupted with a soft Spiritual light, slowly rotating and hovering on its own.
Ye Changge carefully perceived the flow of the rune's Spiritual charm, and after a moment, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
"Not bad. Although the speed is a bit slow, the precision is sufficient. Once it becomes proficient, it should be even faster."
He sent several more commands in succession, letting the Golden Armored Warrior attempt to inscribe different types of runes.
Some focused on defense, some on attack, and some on agility and acceleration. The Golden Armored Warrior completed every single one accurately.
Although it wasn't effortless, it could be called standard and correct.
"It's done." Ye Changge withdrew his Divine Sense and let out a long sigh of relief.
The biggest stone in his heart had finally landed.
The fundamental reason why the Puppet Factory had been unable to go into large-scale production was that the inscription process was bottlenecking production capacity.
Now that the Golden Armored Warrior was here to fill this gap, the final piece of the assembly line puzzle was complete.
Ye Changge did not hesitate any longer. His figure flickered, turning into a stream of light once again, and he flew towards the newly built Puppet Factory on the mountainside of Longmai Mountain.
The Puppet Factory was located in an open valley on the western foothills of Longmai Mountain, backed by a branch of the Spiritual Vein and facing a flat workshop area.
The main building of the factory was a three-courtyard complex with green bricks and black tiles, simple and unadorned, but the surrounding walls were covered with concealment arrays and protective Restrictions.
If a Cultivator were to look down from high in the sky, they would only see an ordinary patch of woodland and would not be able to discover the workshop below at all.
Ye Changge's escape light landed in front of the factory gate; the Spiritual light faded, and his figure appeared. Just as he steadied himself, a guarding Ye family disciple walked up quickly, bowed, and said respectfully:
"Old Ancestor!"
"Mountain Master!"
Not far away, a youth who was burying his head in polishing Puppet parts heard the commotion, suddenly lifted his head, saw Ye Changge's figure, and a look of pleasant surprise immediately appeared on his face. He dropped the tools in his hands and ran over quickly:
"Father!"
The youth was about fourteen or fifteen years old, his stature not yet fully grown, his figure lean, and his face delicate. He looked five or six parts similar to Ye Changge, only with more softness and fewer sharp edges in his brows and eyes.
He was precisely Ye Changge and Xiao Cui's second child, named Ye Qingfeng.
Ye Qingfeng's Spiritual Root Aptitude was not outstanding; he only had an Eighth-Grade Spiritual Root.
Among the many descendants of the Ye family, he was not considered top-tier, but this child had been clever and dexterous since childhood, with a natural interest in mechanisms and artifacts.
He could sit for several hours assembling parts that others found boring and tedious, enjoying it thoroughly.
Ye Changge saw this and arranged for him to be in the Puppet Factory, responsible for daily management and overall coordination.
"Father, why are you here?" Ye Qingfeng ran up close, a smile on his face and eyes full of anticipation. "Are you here to see the new Puppet we made?"
Ye Changge smiled and patted his shoulder: "Qingfeng, you've worked hard during this time. How is the situation in the factory?"
Ye Qingfeng quickly reported: "Replying to Father, our factory currently has eight Cultivators, three of whom are disciples from the clan, and the other five are branch members transferred from Biluo Lake.
There are also three Mortal craftsmen responsible for polishing and rough processing. Currently, we can complete about thirty sets of First-Grade Low Grade Puppet parts per month,
but... the inscription step is still stuck."
Speaking of this, he lowered his head with some shame, "Child has tried several times, but has not been able to successfully inscribe a complete Spiritual rune circuit."
Ye Changge nodded slightly, not blaming him, but said gently: "It's fine, inscription is not something that can be achieved in a day. Father came today to bring you a helper."
"A helper?" Ye Qingfeng was stunned.
Ye Changge didn't explain further; he formed hand seals, chanted an incantation, and Spiritual light suddenly condensed in front of him!
A moment later, a humanoid Puppet with a golden body, clad in armor, and eyes glowing with golden light appeared out of thin air in the courtyard.
It was the Golden Armored Warrior.
Everyone present saw this, stopped their work, and curiously gathered around.
Several younger clan disciples even crowded to the front, cautiously observing the extraordinary Puppet, their eyes full of wonder.
Ye Qingfeng also widened his eyes, leaned forward to examine it carefully, and couldn't help but reach out and tap the Golden Armored Warrior's arm lightly, producing a crisp metallic sound: "Father, what kind of Puppet is this? It looks so mighty!"
Ye Changge stood with his hands behind his back and smiled:
"This is the Golden Armored Warrior, which Father obtained from an Opportunity. I have just transmitted the basic inscription rune sequence into its core Spiritual pivot."
He looked at Ye Qingfeng, "Qingfeng, do you have any semi-finished Puppets that need inscription? Take one out and let's try it."
Hearing this, Ye Qingfeng's eyes suddenly lit up, and he nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, yes! Child will go get it right now!"
He turned and ran quickly into the workshop, and before long, he walked out carefully holding a semi-finished Puppet.
It was a First-Grade Low Grade beast-shaped Puppet, resembling a cheetah, cast entirely from black iron, with smooth lines and precise Spiritual pivots embedded in its joints. The workmanship was quite detailed, and it was obvious that a lot of thought had been put into the initial processes.
It was just that the Puppet's surface was smooth and clean, without any runes inscribed yet, like a silent beast.
"Father, this is the 'Wind-Hunting Beast Puppet' we made a while ago. Rough grinding, fine finishing, quenching, and assembly have all been completed, only the inscription is missing."
Ye Qingfeng placed the beast Puppet on the open ground and looked at Ye Changge with some anticipation.
Ye Changge nodded and turned his gaze to the Golden Armored Warrior. With a thought, a Divine Sense command was silently issued.
The golden light in the Golden Armored Warrior's eyes suddenly brightened a bit,
it took heavy steps, slowly walked in front of the Wind-Hunting Beast Puppet, slowly crouched down, and raised its right hand.
The golden fingertips shimmered with a layer of pale golden Spiritual light,
like a brush tip dipped in ink,
accurately pressed against the starting point of the first rune on the beast Puppet's back.
Then, it moved.
The golden fingertips began to move slowly along the predetermined trajectory, stroke by stroke, meticulously.
The moment the rune was completed, the Wind-Hunting Beast Puppet's body trembled slightly, and the rune on its back lit up with a golden glow,
it was done.
Everyone present, including Ye Qingfeng, watched in dumbfounded amazement.
🔊 Text To Speech
Listen while reading