Chapter 408: Mods and Stuff, Going to Bleach!
Speaking frankly.
Fang Mo's home was indeed a bit too large.
He didn't feel it when he wasn't moving, but the moment the Geochest closed, the entire piece of land was sheared away.
Besides that, there were even some areas that weren't taken care of... as well as places where the area was miscalculated. Half of a monster-spawning tower floating in the air, along with inexplicable flowing water, lava, and monsters falling down, directly baffled Fang Mo.
Fortunately, however.
Fang Mo's patience had improved a lot by now.
So, he simply released his entire home again, brought materials back into the pure white dimension, and built himself a new home with the materials.
After all, his previous home was also expanded bit by bit, so some of the planning was a bit odd. Now, taking advantage of the move, Fang Mo took the opportunity to replan his homestead, separating the functions of each area. This way, he wouldn't have to see a bunch of pigs, cows, and sheep right outside his door.
Fang Mo first constructed a rectangular platform.
This was the core work area of the homestead, so Fang Mo placed things like the Artisan's smeltery, dark furnaces, workbenches, and forging tables here.
In addition, he placed a few boxes to store some frequently used items.
Not far to the left of this work area, Fang Mo specially developed a platform, covered it with grass blocks and some decorations, and built a house on it. Of course, this house was modeled after the villa Stark gave him, so at least it was much more pleasing to the eye in appearance.
Behind the work area, there were fields of farmland, as well as platforms with fences, where a large number of livestock were raised.
The electricity generating device was placed to the front left of the work area, while a warehouse was to the front right.
As for the right side of the platform, Fang Mo left it untouched. This area was reserved for future development of various technologies or magic. Of course... it might be too early to talk about these things now, but Fang Mo believed that day would eventually come.
If all else fails, he could rely on entering dreams.
Being dragged by a partner to recite synthesis lists wasn't a bad option either.
Speaking of partners, Fang Mo also moved that statue into the pure white dimension, one of the few things he brought back from the outside world, and the reason was... he was simply too lazy to build another identical statue.
Anyway, fiddling with these things in his home, Fang Mo actually spent more than half a month.
Fortunately, the results were quite satisfying. Although he still had no clue about the industrial side, after detailed planning, the development of electricity generation and agriculture was thriving.
Currently, Steve and Fang Mo have completely achieved food freedom.
Whether it's Minotaur meat, fruit smoothies, cola, chips, hamburgers, stir-fried dishes, fried chicken, sashimi... or even feces, if they wanted to eat, they could have their fill.
Of course, Fang Mo himself would definitely not eat that.
Fang Mo had also made up his mind.
Having worked on this from the very beginning until now for so long, it was all for that snap of the fingers. It might as well be considered a trial. He should take it seriously after all.
"Um... it's better to visit the Bleach first."
Fang Mo subconsciously began to think, "Anyway, let's set the plot aside for now. This time, I need to quickly obtain the Hogyoku, otherwise, I'll miss Ancient One's funeral."
After realizing this connection,
Fang Mo had a goal and thus immediately began to prepare.
Considering that his armor was somewhat underwhelming during his last visit to the Bleach's world, Fang Mo decided to upgrade his armor slightly.
On reflection, it had indeed been a long time since Fang Mo and Steve upgraded their armor. They had always treated the Vibranium armor as a thick outer skin, while continuously creating a plethora of weapons. At this rate, it would be enough for him to perform a Thousand Swords Return.
Because of his substantial financial resources, Fang Mo simply discarded his and Steve's armors and replaced them with two new sets.
Steve's case was relatively easier to handle. The armor plate was made of Signalum Ingot, which inherently had revitalizing and lightweight effects, not only increasing health points but also movement speed. It was also engraved with the life force of rubies, allowing the armor to add four hearts. As for the armor's outer shell, Fang Mo chose cosmic neutronium.
That was a total of 120 armor points.
To think, the armor value of Vibranium was only about 30 points.
As for the final armor plating, Fang Mo flipped through the Tinker' Construct Guide for a long time and chose Phantasmal Gold, Nether Soul Stone, Shadow Steel, and Nether Poison Crystal. These four metals respectively granted Steve immunity to poison, blindness, as well as Strength II and Resistance II effects.
After dealing with Steve's armor, Fang Mo started to worry about his own armor.
Steve could use cosmic neutronium for armor, but Fang Mo could not. Considering the density of neutronium... wearing it might collapse into a black hole.
After much thought, Fang Mo decided to use Crystal Matrix Ingots for the outer shell of his armor, with the lining made of Uru and Vibranium, and finally, he engraved the power of Manyullyn into it.
Among these, the Crystal Matrix Ingot itself was made from Nether Stars and diamond lattices, coupled with Uru metal, giving this armor tremendous energy... or magical affinity. Of course, their original defensive capabilities were also extremely strong. Adding Vibranium to this foundation, one can imagine the strength of the armor.
In addition to this, Fang Mo also engraved the arrogant characteristics of Manyullyn into it, which means it is immune to external magical damage to a certain extent.
After completing these two sets of armor, Fang Mo began to enhance them further.
Swift, Protection, Diamond, Durability, Sticky, Agility, Soul Binding, Underwater Breathing, High Jump, Strength, Grinding, as well as all kinds of original enchantments, Fang Mo applied everything possible.
"Damn it, I refuse to believe anyone can break through my defense."
After finalizing these two sets of armor, Fang Mo, cursing and swearing, flipped through the Book of Ages in his hand: "This time, I must create something to rival the Cotton Moon and match the wave patterns of Blue Dye..."
Before he could finish his sentence, an endless black fog had already engulfed his body.
