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430: Chapter 431 How to install it, not quite compatible.

As soon as he finished speaking, his hands were no longer pressing down mid-air, but suddenly lifted upwards!

Hu—

An invisible suction force suddenly erupted, centered on one of the air intakes of the generator set!

The air on the beach began to flow; at first, it was just a gentle breeze carrying the fresh scent of the coconut grove.

But soon, the wind grew stronger, forming visible cyclones that surged frantically toward that small air intake.

Lu Chen maintained the wind's momentum with one hand while his other hand rapidly traced patterns in the air.

These weren't physical runes, but transparent sigils composed of pure energy, emitting a faint green light.

The [Xiaoyao Wind-Riding Scripture] drove the airflow, while what he was sketching by hand was a Formation for compression and condensation!

Weng!

As the Formation took shape and was imprinted onto a specific part of the generator set, the frantically rushing airflow seemed to hit an invisible wall; its speed plummeted, but the pressure skyrocketed!

On the side of the generator set, inside a previously empty crystal observation window, a layer of white frost began to form, and then, a colorless, transparent liquid quickly accumulated.

Liquid carbon dioxide!

Carbon dioxide, which is a gas at room temperature and pressure, was stripped directly from the air, compressed, and liquefied under Lu Chen's almost overbearing power of Law and the enhancement of the Formation!

"Taichu, monitor the pressure and capacity," Lu Chen ordered without looking up.

"Carbon dioxide storage tank pressure is stable, liquid level has risen to 99.9%, meeting the requirements for supercritical circulation," Taichu's emotionless voice rang out.

Lu Chen nodded with satisfaction and stopped the suction and compression.

Only the crystal window, now full of liquid carbon dioxide, bore witness to the incredible scene that had just occurred.

"Alright, we have the fuel and the working fluid," Lu Chen clapped his hands. "Next, let's build the bridge."

He walked between the Lead-based reactor and the Supercritical carbon dioxide generator set.

That was the charging port for the nuclear reactor's heat exchanger.

Lu Chen extended a finger and pointed through the air at a reserved interface on the reactor.

Chi!

A stream of liquid metal, bright silver like mercury but more viscous and emitting an aura of high temperature, appeared.

"Liquid lead-bismuth alloy," Lu Chen explained casually. "An excellent reactor coolant and heat transfer medium."

With another movement of his finger, the silver-bright liquid flowed into the nuclear reactor.

"The heat exchange medium is all set. Start the reactor!" Lu Chen said softly.

Weng—

The low hum inside the reactor seemed to intensify slightly.

...

The silver-bright lead-bismuth alloy began to circulate through the pipes; meanwhile, inside the generator set, liquid carbon dioxide was pumped into the heat exchange area.

Chi chi chi...

That was the sound of the low-temperature liquid carbon dioxide instantly absorbing a massive amount of thermal energy and transforming into a supercritical state!

A strange fluid existing between gas and liquid, possessing high density, low viscosity, and a high diffusion coefficient!

The supercritical carbon dioxide entered the core of the generator set—the turbine.

Wu—

A sharp but not piercing whistle sounded and rapidly climbed in pitch!

That was the sound of the turbine blades beginning to spin frantically, driven by the high-temperature, high-pressure supercritical carbon dioxide!

On the surface of the generator set, rows of indicator lights lit up in sequence, jumping from yellow for standby to green for operation, and finally stabilizing at blue, indicating full power output!

"Reporting to Creator: energy output is stable, power has reached its peak. System self-check passed, operation is perfect," Taichu's voice sounded at the right moment, carrying a hint of almost imperceptible... excitement?

Lu Chen folded his arms, watching the entire System operate stably, a slight smile appearing on his face.

The reactor provided the heat source, the Liquid lead-bismuth alloy transferred the heat, the supercritical carbon dioxide acted as the working fluid to drive the turbine, and the generator produced electricity.

There was no billowing smoke, no deafening noise—only a stable, high-efficiency energy-outputting closed-loop System.

Perfect!

The women looked at the device before them—not large, but certainly not small, filled with industrial beauty and a sense of power—and then at Taichu's relatively "slender" metal body standing quietly nearby, falling into silence.

After a long while, it was the most quick-witted Yin Susu who couldn't help but speak up.

She pointed at the humming reactor and generator, then at Taichu's chest.

"Husband," she gestured, "Taichu... here," she poked her own chest, "can it fit in there?"

Ji Xiaofu also chimed in softly, "Yes, Husband, this... seems a bit too big."

Fang Yanqing didn't say anything, but the question in her eyes was obvious.

Even the habitually silent Yang Huangyi frowned slightly, seemingly pondering this physical puzzle.

"Oh? You think it's big?" Lu Chen raised an eyebrow, a "just as I thought" expression appearing on his face.

"Isn't it big?" Yin Susu retorted, thinking the question was simply nonsense.

"Big? Not big? Size is something that, as you all know, is relative, isn't it?" Lu Chen gave a lewd smile and extended his palm.

"Pfft, you only know how to talk smooth!" Yin Susu laughed reproachfully.

With a flash of light, a pitch-black sphere about the size of a palm appeared in his hand, floating quietly.

The sphere emitted an indescribable, profound aura, as if it could swallow all light and gaze.

"This is..." Fang Yanqing's eyes narrowed; she felt a faint, ethereal spatial fluctuation from the black sphere.

"A storage box," Lu Chen answered simply and bluntly.

He glanced at Taichu. "Mainbrain, prepare to move."

"Command confirmed. Central processing unit preparing for offline migration." Blue light flickered in Taichu's eyes, and a piece of armor on its metal chest slid open silently, revealing complex internal circuitry and a core interface.

With a wave of Lu Chen's hand, the palm-sized black sphere floated into the air, its volume suddenly expanding!

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a massive black sphere dozens of meters in diameter, hovering above the reactor and generator set like a black hole ready to devour everything.

"In you go," Lu Chen said as if greeting guests.

His Divine Thought surged.

Weng!

First was Taichu's main host body, the first to fly into the giant black sphere.

Next, the Lead-based reactor, the heat exchanger piping System, and twenty high-speed Supercritical carbon dioxide generator sets were lifted by an invisible force and slowly flew into the black sphere.

All components were precisely placed within the internal space of the black sphere by the invisible force.

So it had all been calculated in advance!

Precision, absolute precision!

From the outside, one could only see the massive machinery sinking into the darkness and vanishing.

Soon, the interior of the giant black sphere was packed full.

"Alright, all the guests have arrived," a curve appeared at the corner of Lu Chen's mouth.

He raised his hands, bringing them together in front of his chest, his fingertips moving rapidly to form one complex and obscure hand seal after another.

"Space Law, Sumeru in a Mustard Seed!"

"[Qiankun Wuji], [Guixu Nirvana]!"

He shouted low; with every word he uttered, the giant black sphere vibrated, the darkness on its surface deepening as if even light was being completely distorted and compressed!

Weng— Weng— Weng—

Intense light burst from within the sphere, only to be instantly swallowed and compressed back by the extreme darkness!

The sphere began to shrink at a rate visible to the naked eye!

Ten meters... five meters... three meters... one meter...

Basketball size...

Volleyball size...

Finally, all light and fluctuations were pulled inward and vanished.

Even its weight seemed to have disappeared into time and space.

A palm-sized sphere, black as ink yet so heavy it seemed to contain a whole world, floated quietly in Lu Chen's palm, with various circuit and data interfaces on the outside.

The surface was smooth and cold to the touch, yet one could faintly feel the majestic energy and the stably operating System contained within.

The women watched, dumbfounded, almost forgetting to breathe.

That massive nuclear power station from just now... had now become such a small thing?

"Is this... space folding technology?" Fang Yanqing squeezed out a few words.

"It is and it isn't. This can be considered an independent spatial Magic Treasure; the space inside still truly exists." Lu Chen weighed the small black sphere in his hand and nodded with satisfaction. "A high-density energy core, an essential for home and travel."

Holding the small sphere that concentrated the entire nuclear power plant, he walked over to Taichu's metal body.

There, the cavity in the chest was waiting quietly.

Lu Chen aimed the small sphere at the cavity and gave it a gentle push.

Ka-da.

With a soft click, the small black sphere fit perfectly into the interface in Taichu's chest cavity.

A perfect fit, as if it were born to be there.

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