Floating Island - Triple S Talent

A glowing blue aura surrounded the temporal circle, signaling the construction process was underway. Nita glanced at the descriptive screen in front of her, ensuring all materials were accounted for without hesitation.

(High-Level Space Portal)

A space portal crafted by a master blacksmith. The High-Level Space Portal has the capability to connect two points in space up to 1 million kilometers apart. Designed with pure energy extracted from the universe's core, this portal is the result of profound knowledge about dimensions and energy flow.

- Range: 1 million km

- Energy Consumption: 1000

- Space Stability: High

[Building (High-Level Space Portal: blueprint), process: 1 day 3 hours 1 minute]

While waiting for the portal construction to finish, which would take more than a day, Nita shifted her attention to Elen, who appeared busy near a row of robots. The robots stood neatly in formation, each resembling a human body about two meters tall. Their sleek black metallic surfaces gleamed under the portal's light.

"How about you, Elen?" Nita asked, her voice warm yet firm.

There she saw Elen standing in front of the neatly lined robots. These robots were one of Origin Laboratory's products.

The robots were already capable of handling light tasks and simple commands. What made them superior to human operators was their tireless work capacity and meticulous precision.

"All set, Sister. I'll command them to explore the entire area," Elen replied excitedly. She seemed to have a special fondness for these robots.

[Robot A-Zero#4X1]

A product of Origin Laboratory, capable of handling simple commands and basic tasks.

- Energy: 1 month

- Body: 95% functional

Elen observed one of the robots in front of her with a look full of curiosity. She summoned the system interface, displaying detailed descriptions of each robot. Each unit had a unique code displayed on a holographic screen, indicating their identity. The faint blue light from the interface contrasted with the shiny black metal design of the robots.

"All units, explore within a 100-kilometer radius from here," Elen commanded in a firm yet gentle voice.

"Executing."

"Executing."

The mechanical voices of the robots responded in unison, producing a low echo that reverberated among the glowing trees. Without delay, the robots began moving. Their steps, although appearing rigid, were agile enough to traverse various terrains. They dispersed, heading in different directions like perfectly programmed worker bees.

Nita observed Elen for a moment, a faint smile forming on her face. "Good. Now, help me set up the portal at another location," she said.

Elen nodded eagerly, and the two soared into the sky using flight devices. The cold wind brushed against their faces as the expansive land filled with glowing plants spread out below them. In the distance, several large ships began deploying hunters and explorers.

The ships appeared like stars slowly moving across the night sky, a testament to the vastness of this Divine Sky realm.

***

Beyond the Divine Sky, a colossal realm floated in the void. The realm was protected by a translucent, bluish barrier that reflected the faint light of nearby stars. Its beauty and immense size were hard to describe in words, with massive islands suspended within it like jewels set in a giant crown.

At the center of this realm stood the main island, where a magnificent palace towered high. The palace was a symbol of grandeur, with every corner adorned with gold-plated ornaments reflecting the light of the artificial sun above. Surrounding it were smaller cities, arranged in perfect order and inhabited by nobles and the elite.

The Royal Palace – The Grand Hall

Inside the palace's grand hall, the white marble floor reflected the shadows of walls carved with tales of past heroes. At the far end of the hall, on an elevated throne, sat a handsome man with sleek black hair, crowned with gold. His sharp, authoritative gaze scanned a group of men standing before him, their postures bowed in submission.

"My Lord, these are the most renowned slave traders in the kingdom. I personally gathered them at your request," said an elderly man with silver hair who stood beside the throne. His voice carried authority, reflecting his confidence in the ruler.

The man on the throne, Hanes, raised one hand, signaling the elder to stop speaking. He cast only a brief glance at the slave traders before him. In his eyes, they were mere tools to achieve his goals. Hanes had promised Lein to provide a massive number of slaves from various races. Despite his immense power and wealth, amassing such a vast number of slaves was no simple task.

"Explain to me, what races do you possess?" Hanes asked coldly, his voice resonating with undeniable authority.

The first slave trader, a rotund man in extravagant clothing, stepped forward. Beads of sweat dotted his forehead, though he tried to appear confident.

"I am Jamal, my Lord, a slave trader from the Zepan Empire, Kingdom of Logu. I have dedicated my life to acquiring slaves from various races across the Zepan Empire and its surrounding regions for over 2,000 years," Jamal said, his tone filled with reverence, trying to capture Hanes' attention.

His appearance was striking, with his large frame wrapped in gold-embroidered luxurious attire. His round face bore a confident smile, but his eyes occasionally darted nervously toward Hanes. He was acutely aware of the man before him—not merely a king or emperor, but the ruler of this entire universe. Every living being in this realm was subject to Hanes, and Jamal's presence here felt small and insignificant.

"To meet the Guardian's request, I have brought the finest slave races in my possession. They are all waiting at the main harbor of the Empire," Jamal continued, puffing out his chest as if to display his pride.

His voice grew louder as he began listing the numbers of slaves he had brought. "I have brought 500 million of the Orb race, 200 million dragon race, 900 million spider humans…" With enthusiasm and detail, he enumerated his inventory, as if these fantastical figures could impress Hanes.

Hanes listened without showing much expression. His gaze remained steady and authoritative, though a flicker of evaluation shone in his eyes. Behind his composed demeanor, he was calculating and weighing—he had promised Lein to supply six races of slaves in immense quantities, including the dragon and elf races, with each numbering at least 10 billion individuals.

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