He now understood why all the medical and educational personnel he encountered were so gentle, lovely, and capable.
Why the maid he met after completing his mission was so enthusiastic, and why she seemed so dejected when she was turned away, even apologizing to him for it.
Molly pushed up her glasses and continued, "If it’s a high-rank combatant, they would receive services from a professional spirit doctor, and the Royal City Service Department would design the best treatment plans for them and regularly check to ensure their mental health."
"And you are already listed."
Is there such a good thing?
Rod rubbed his hands together, feeling slightly expectant.
Several clock hours later, the bald master finally completed his masterpiece.
He held the new Spirit Gun as if cradling his newborn child.
It was about half a yard long, entirely crystalline, like solidified streaming light, bent within the gel without a single detail visible.
"Come, hold it and charge it with your Spiritual Energy for the first time."
Rod gripped the handle of the gun, which fit perfectly in his palm.
As he charged it with Spiritual Energy, he distinctly felt a sense of joy.
It seemed as though a spirit was pulsating inside the gun, connecting with his spirit.
"Very good, from now on, it is yours."
"This gun embodies my life’s philosophy; there is no need for comparison. It is the finest in the world, and its name is..."
An incomparable brilliance danced on the bald master’s face as he pulled out a bullet.
"This is a specialized bullet for Condensed Light."
"It is made from Spirit Realm materials and contains a folded space fault. You need to load at least ten True Silver Bullets to use it, so its minimum power is ten times that of a regular Spirit Gun."
"Of course, in reality, it is more than that. Its powerful Spiritual Power Field can provide hundreds of times the power, and theoretically, the number of Spirit Realm Bullets you can load is unlimited. However, be aware that beyond one hundred, the space becomes very unstable and might explode. It is best to keep it around fifty."
Rod was completely astonished.
"Is that even possible? If we can fold space at will, do we even need to worry about logistics?"
The bald master shook his head, "No, the essence of the fault lies in the Spirit Realm; its formation is one-time, and the materials inside exist in another state and cannot be retrieved once inserted, or else the state breaks down, and it will decompose back to its most basic material state."
He held up this strange bullet.
It looked like a shimmering mist, with intermittent blue light revealing its uncertainty of existence.
"Moreover, I can only make it this size for now. It can only contain objects of the same size, and preservation is extremely difficult. Spirit Realm materials are very hard to obtain and are also very expensive."
The bullet in his hand evaporated like mist, leaving no trace behind.
Rod urgently asked, "What do we do then?"
"No worries, I still have a box, which I made a long time ago. Finally, there’s a chance to put them into use," the bald master said.
The bald master stuffed a blue box into his hand, grinning like a two-hundred pound child.
"Go and blast those monsters with it; pave a new living space for humanity soon!"
With Condensed Light and its bullet case in hand, Rod felt both elated and troubled.
Without a doubt, not only could he load Sealing Spirit Bullets into the Spirit Realm Bullets,
the power of a fifty-fold Spiritual Power Shock could certainly be called a killer move.
He had one more method for securing victory over his enemies.
But the problem was, one shot equaled fifty, and could he withstand that consumption?
Especially now when supplies and funds were extremely scarce.
Rod sighed deeply, and for now, he could only send them into the Dream Realm.
Naturally, there were several procedures to follow, like going to the Supreme Council to receive scolding from the Elder Council, meeting with officials from the Royal City Resource Department and General Logistics Department, seeing the Mahara merchants, and holding a departure ceremony, etc.
But Rod felt the void approaching as the "Awakening" effect was gradually losing effect; he was about to explode.
And he had a big plan.
If things went as he planned, it could lead to a tremendous start.
If it failed, there wouldn’t be much loss.
Thus, Rod urged them to depart impatiently, and the subsequent steps were reluctantly canceled.
This greatly displeased many bigwigs of the Royal City.
While the conservatives and opposition were excited, believing Rod’s arrogance would inevitably lead to his failure.
Chief Judge Levill and a group of people were jumping around, spreading rumors unfavorable to Rod, and even publicly proposing the cancellation of this sure-to-fail expedition to avoid needless bloodshed among the warriors.
But the King’s supporters retorted sarcastically, claiming they just did not want their own money to bleed.
In this noisy debate, the real power holders did not speak out.
They would show their stance through their actions, deciding whether Trolian should recuperate and consolidate its domains, continue to expand outward with torches held high, or give up some territory to further ease the struggle against the darkness.
At this critical moment, the King missed another Supreme Council meeting.
The King’s guards refused to disclose the King’s whereabouts, and the Fire Priest closed off the Holy Fire Sacrificial Ground.
However, it was seen that the King’s lover, Lilith, entered the King’s chamber.
The supporters were deeply disheartened, while the opponents were even more rampant; Horus was busy with defense operations and had to manage public relations alone, refuting attacks, but to little effect.