Chapter 57: Smoking Ears
How should I put it? It feels like countless slippery little hands are caressing your entire body, or like a warm, skinless python coiling around you. It feels very strange. At first, it’s a bit uncomfortable and nauseating, but once you get used to it, it’s unexpectedly exciting. It’s like being entangled by Maya and constantly being taken from.
Once this setting is accepted, the psychic power suddenly becomes connected, as if merging with this layer of muscle tissue. It feels like you suddenly become incredibly strong, like a thin teenager suddenly turning into a burly strongman. This is obviously an illusion brought about by the extra strength that the muscle bundles provide the user.
In addition to enhancing strength, this layer of tough biological tissue can also help the wearer share and withstand external pressure. Its effect is significant. Owen can even easily lift objects weighing one or two tons, and this is not the limit. After all, the external armor is a puppet structure, fused with a mechanical spine and energy core, so the power output is also considerable.
At the same time, Owen also noticed that this armor has some hidden functions, such as the magnetic mushrooms he deliberately fused in, but this part of the function still needs to be developed before it can be used.
The only drawback is that it’s too heavy. Forget about ordinary warhorses, even the Heavy Armored Demon Sheep can’t bear this weight. Maybe he should consider a chariot.
Owen named the ultimate version of the Demon Sheep Power Armor the Tyrant Sheep Armor, and this armor doesn’t need a special place to store it. With Owen’s will, it transforms into the Hero’s Heart necklace and is worn around his neck.
The process of the heavy and massive armor turning into a small necklace is magical, so Owen, full of curiosity, chooses to equip it again.
The release of the armor is very exciting. Pieces of armor quickly expand outward with the Hero’s Heart as the center, covering the whole body in an instant. The smooth extension with a touch of industrial beauty, along with the sound of metal armor colliding and rubbing, is enough to make any boy’s blood boil, eager to immediately fight an epic battle with a supervillain.
Although men are boys until they die, Owen doesn’t indulge for too long. After playing with it a dozen times, he’s had enough.
“Next, I just need to synthesize a weapon.” Owen can finally breathe a sigh of relief, and only now does he realize that he has wasted too much time and Progress Value on this, but what he gets in return is self-protection and inner peace, which is worth it.
“I don’t know how long it’s been.” Immersed in synthesis and with the dungeon chamber being too comfortable, Owen actually forgot how long he had been here.
Although Maya would definitely inform him if anything happened, the problem is that being out of touch with the outside world for too long has made him feel a bit anxious. This is definitely not because his little brother has been persistently refusing to back down, so Owen returns directly to the castle, only to almost freeze to death as soon as he steps out.
Pushing open the door to see the snow, Owen, shivering, realizes that it’s already winter. He actually spent half a year in the dungeon chamber?!
But it’s not surprising. The Progress Value needs time to accumulate, and after synthesis, testing is needed. In addition, inspiration kept coming during this period. Owen suddenly had a breakthrough in Puppetry, unconsciously immersing himself in it. His Intelligence has increased quite a bit, no wonder he lost track of time.
As expected, doing research requires focus. Without women messing with his mind, his efficiency has improved a lot.
Although it was very cold outside and there was a thin layer of snow, Owen still couldn’t resist the urge to run out for a while. He trampled the pristine snow until his forehead was covered in a thin layer of sweat before stopping.
No matter how comfortable he made the dungeon chamber, the space is limited. After staying inside for a long time, his heart inevitably felt a bit depressed, so as soon as he came out, he couldn’t wait to release the impulse in his heart. He ran out to the snow and frolicked, but, unsurprisingly, he caught a cold because he was only wearing a single layer of clothing.
With such a small physique, wanting to be impervious to cold and heat is simply a dream, so after changing into thick clothes, Owen went to the greenhouse to find Dier, sniffling.
Of course, he could exchange for cold medicine from the system, but wouldn’t that be one less reason to go to Dier? Although having a reason or not doesn’t matter, at least it’s more interesting this way.
Under Dier’s care, the greenhouse has taken shape, filled with common magical herbs from Hogwarts. However, there are many poisonous snakes wandering around, making it seem dangerous.
“Because it’s warm and comfortable here, and there’s plenty of food, a lot of rats ran in here a while ago and bit the plant guards. So, Master Maya transferred a batch of poisonous snakes from the castle. Here, they don’t need to hibernate and can also help catch rats.” Dier tells Owen about some recent trivial matters while brewing an Invigorating Potion, gentle and considerate like a wife making soup for her husband.
Wrapped in thick clothes, Owen, warming himself by the torch stump, enjoys the current feeling. He can’t help but think that he’s not young anymore. He’ll be twenty next year, maybe he should consider his marriage prospects in advance.
The Invigorating Potion is brewed successfully. Thanks to her witch bloodline’s sensitivity to potions and the abundant materials, Dier has learned most of the brewing methods for commonly used potions in Hogwarts life, and she has also self-studied Hogwarts textbooks up to the fourth year.
Although the first three years of the curriculum are more about laying the foundation, Dier’s talent cannot be ignored.
Of course, this is also related to Dier’s witch bloodline and the fact that she is already an adult. However, at this rate, she will be able to self-study all the textbooks and become a formal witch in one or two years.
In contrast, Owen seems a bit lacking because he has only self-studied up to the second year. Obviously, his energy is too dispersed.
After drinking a large spoonful of Invigorating Potion, Owen immediately felt more energized, but his ears kept smoking, making him lose interest in having a deep conversation with Dier. After all, it would make him look like a small train that couldn’t climb a hill no matter how hard it tried.
Just as Owen was hesitating about whether to drive or not, Maya quickly arrived and placed a pile of accumulated territory affairs in front of him.
Well, forget about driving, let’s get to work.
Helplessly, Owen could only work hard with smoke coming out of his ears.
Owen didn’t go to the dungeon chamber again. Firstly, he had exhausted his passion and inspiration, and secondly, the territory really couldn’t do without him.
Owen first transformed the serfs who had performed well in the past six months into farmers. This was related to the territory’s labor efficiency and public sentiment, and it couldn’t be delayed.
Then, he used the inner treasury as cover to replenish the territory’s shortage of supplies, and then he looked through the intelligence gathered by Maya.
Correns has not been idle in the territory for the past six months. He has gone out many times to buy serfs and inquire about information, mainly the movements of the Second Northland Pioneer Group.
