Transmigrated into a Grandpa, Embracing the Laid-Back Life

Chapter 318

Chapter 318: Stone Chamber Millstone

Twilight enveloped everything.

The cheers in the Bing-7 Defense Zone gradually subsided. The veteran soldiers gathered in twos and threes around the campfires, roasting tough jerky and discussing that miraculous "Iron Bucket Formation."

Su Ming sat alone on a large rock at the edge of the defense zone, holding a jade slip recording data, reviewing the earlier drill.

Suddenly, the fingers holding the jade slip tightened slightly.

Someone was here.

It wasn't an enemy attack, because the "Spiderweb" hadn't sounded an alarm.

The newcomer hadn't triggered any spiritual energy fluctuations, just like a gust of wind, naturally blending into the surrounding world.

Su Ming slowly turned around and respectfully bowed towards an empty patch of shadow outside the defense zone.

"Disciple Su Ming pays his respects to Elder Mo."

The shadow twisted slightly, and a gaunt old man wearing a gray cloth robe slowly materialized.It was indeed Elder Mo from the Spiritual Hub Hall.

He stood with his hands clasped behind his back. His somewhat turbid old eyes swept over the nodes Su Ming had set up, finally landing on Su Ming himself.

"Quite interesting."

Elder Mo's voice was hoarse, revealing neither joy nor anger. "Using points to drive surfaces, spiritual energy resonance. You've applied the listening method from the 'Spiritual Resonance Resonance Fragment' to a defensive formation?"

Su Ming was inwardly surprised. So similar formations already existed?

"Elder Mo has discerning eyes," Su Ming said, bowing his head. "This disciple merely felt that pure defense is too passive. If the formation could be like a spiderweb, capable of both sensing and trapping prey, it might be more suitable for our small, understaffed squad."

Elder Mo didn't speak, simply stepping into the defense zone.

With each step he took, the snow underfoot emitted a faint crunching sound.

But in Su Ming's "observation micro state" vision, each of Elder Mo's steps landed precisely on the nodes of spiritual energy flow. He didn't disrupt the formation; instead, he walked along the formation's "momentum."

Like a drop of water merging into a river.

Elder Mo walked to the wolf bone formation stake, stretched out a withered finger, and gently tapped it.

*Thump.*

A dull reverberation spread throughout the entire defense zone.

All the nodes lit up simultaneously for an instant before quickly fading away.

good, but the scope is

Ming. "Your web only covers this small patch of land that is Bing-7. If the neighboring Bing-6 or Bing-8 zones are breached, and demon beasts flank you from the sides, your iron

beat, and

Elder Mo's words...

is foolish. It's just that materials are limited, I dare not be too ambitious," Su Ming cautiously

"Materials?"

Mo snorted lightly and casually tossed a token, which landed squarely

permitted to go pick materials

gripped the cold token, his breathing involuntarily

Three times!

expand this system to

Mo!" Su Ming bowed

Mo waved his hand dismissively, his figure growing indistinct again, as if

woven a web, weave

Pass is growing stronger. If the web isn't sturdy, it won't be able

had even faded, Elder Mo's figure

remained, standing in the

breath and stored the token in his storage

support was like a protective

his actions within Iron Wall Pass could finally be slightly

"Brother Zhao!"

camp, his voice shedding some of its

Tiji, who was gnawing on a bone, looked up. "What's up,

have the brothers go check out the

Ming walked to the campfire. The firelight illuminated his young

After all, our backs still need them to

was stunned for a moment, then grinned broadly, revealing a mouthful

me! Old Zhang and his crew have been eyeing our shields with envy for a while now. This time,

smiled, sat down, picked up a dry branch, and poked at

flew, tracing bright arcs

this perilous Iron Wall Pass, he

he knew

dark golden river was approaching. He had to weave this web denser,

...

was chewed up and swallowed by

talismans. The

The dim yellow circle of light huddled in the corner, casting elongated shadows onto the rough

the stone table, a crude ceramic basin held half a

grayish-white raw ore Su Ming had spent a fortune acquiring from the Ghost Market lay

cross-legged on a stone stool, his eyes slightly

unusually devoid of its usual teasing, carrying a tone of seriousness. "Void Stone is brittle. Although this raw ore is riddled with impurities like a honeycomb briquette, the core powder with spatial properties is the most delicate. You need to peel away the

layer of sweat had already beaded on

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