Chapter 566: Fierce Fight in the Abyss (9)

In the early hours of the next morning.

"You're all up, how long do you want to sleep?" a voice woke everyone up.

Beddie (Albert) got up and rubbed his eyes, the dragon golem Boles called outside the tent, and a bright campfire was lit outside, instead of the sun that should have come out, to wake everyone up.

"Mirror Shijie obviously doesn't have any creatures, we can rest in peace—" Ivan grumbled as soon as he got up.

"You've slept for six hours, and you're well rested. Bols served as a guard while everyone slept, and though it wasn't necessary, the Golem who couldn't sleep insisted on doing so.

"He definitely did it on purpose. Tristan got up sleepily, "I can't sleep, so I want someone else to accompany him to insomnia?"

Right, bunny?" Ryder didn't answer, pretending to be asleep. He didn't sleep well last night (being pinched tightly by Tristan, it was uncomfortable just lying down, let alone sleeping. Now in a trance.

"Let's go. There's still a long way to go. Merlin stood up and raised his hand, sucking the tent away in an instant, and tucking it into his magic hat.

"Actually, I wish there were some means of transportation. It's not an option. Evan looked at Merlin expectantly.

The teacher frowned: "Young people nowadays are really pampered, and they are not willing to walk a few steps." What's the matter, do you expect me to carry a spaceship with me?" "Actually—" Tristan muttered in Merlin's ear.

Merlin thought for a moment, "Well, that's possible. But what should be used as propulsion?" "You are a ** master with great powers, there will always be a way. Tristan promised.

Merlin scratched his head, applauded by the Fish-Man Prince's rhetoric, "Well, I do have power-ups, although I don't really want to use them-" "You are such a generous person, you must not be stingy with that little magic weapon." Let's show it to everyone. Tristan flattered and busily cast spells to shape the means of transportation.

His idea was simple: to build a big sled big enough for everyone to ride. The sleigh was ready in less than a minute, and was twenty feet long enough for everyone in the room to sit on.

Its base is molded so smooth that it glides almost frictionlessly across the great plains of the Romanes.

The only problem is propulsion.

Everyone turned their eyes to Merlin, and when the master saw that it was difficult to ride a tiger, he had to sigh: "Okay, I'll just take it out." But you have to promise us first, don't say anything you see, you know?"

Merlin unhurriedly reached into his magic hat with one hand. His hand passed through the entrance of the space, into the subspace where the prop was stored inside the hat, and pulled out a small prop.

"Is it a box?" said Ivan couldn't help but say. What can a small box do?

Merlin ignored Evan, and walked over to install the box on the tail of the sled.

The box begins to deform, unzipped. It stretched out four robotic arms, firmly embedded in the tail of the sled, and turned on its thrusters: a strangely shaped photon explosion engine.

"Wow. Bediwell (Albert) couldn't help but be silent.

It is impossible for a small box to fit into such a large engine. It must have used the jishu of subspace inside, and I am afraid that the space was folded several times, so that these large mechanical parts could be stored one by one, and finally shrunk into that small box.

Tristan couldn't help but ask: "What era of technology is this?Is it an artifact left by ancient people?" Modern people's application of subspace is still in a very crude stage, at most, they create a subspace and stuff things into it, and use it as a warehouse.

The use of subspace jishu so exquisitely is definitely not done by modern people.

Merlin smiled mysteriously, "I said, whatever you see, don't say it." "It wasn't an ancient artifact, it was a gadget Merlin had made with his knowledge.

The knowledge possessed by the light spirit Merlin was originally derived from the ancient gods and men. The science jishu he had at the beginning is still with him today, buried deep in his "memory bank".

Of course, none of these things can be known to this shijie person, otherwise Merlin's secret as a light spirit will be exposed.

He pretended to agree with Tristan, leading everyone to think that the box was an ancient artifact excavated from some ancient ruin.

"The thrusters are there, but what about the power source?" Ivan asked, "does it consume kerosene, gasoline, or—" "It doesn't consume fuel." It is perpetually moving. Merlin replied lightly, "I won't explain the principle. "A perpetual motion machine!

"Come on!" Merlin had already hopped into the sleigh, "Lang has had enough time, it's time to go." "Wait. Tristan pondered, "We're moving inside this mirror shijie, and Elaine can't sense what's going on outside shijie." What if we go too fast and go too far?" Evan also jumped on the sled, "If we go in that direction, we're bound to come across a large research facility." Even if it's buried deep underground, I can see things different. I won't go overboard, don't worry. "Okay. Tristan thought it made sense, and got on the sleigh with the others.

"So," Merlin said, sitting down at the thruster and fiddling with the thing's dashboard, "let's go." "Boom Boom!

The thrusters began to kick in, with a low growl. Evan wondered where he had heard this sound, by the way, the sound of this thruster was very similar to Arthur's dragoon, and the engine structure was probably homologous.

Just as Ivan was distracted, the monstrous engine had fully warmed up, spewing out an astonishing photon flame. It inflicted terrifying acceleration and propelled the sled hundreds of yards in an instant!

"Wow, ah, ah, slow down!!!!" "You-say-what?!" "Slow-point-!!" Tristan and Evan shouted in unison, "The sleigh is about to disintegrate!" "We're about to freeze to death!" "So the young man now-" Merlin pressed the speed control device on the panel.

The thrusters roared even harder, spewing more powerful flames of light that propel the sleigh forward at a rapid pace.

"Are you sure it's slowing down?" exclaimed Ivan exclaimed.

"Hey, I pressed the wrong one. Sorry, ahahhaha. Merlin said irresponsibly.

"Whoa, a