Chapter 147
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Chapter 147: My Talent Is More Than Just Making Fertilizer
“Quick! The Holly Tree Dew still had life signs; we needed more hands here!”
“Cut open this partition! Saving lives was the priority!”
“Bring a few engineer ships to drag the Holly Tree Leaf away! This battleship should still have a chance of recovery!”
At the bottom of the “net path,” many mortals wore heavy “ether isolation suits” as they explored the ruins; the “miners” operated humanoid constructs, walking among the debris.
These tall mechs, though still equipped with power claws and chainsaws, were now not used for battle but for rescue!
They cut through one specialized steel plate after another, moving pieces of wreckage away; then, the rescue personnel rushed in regardless of danger.
But…
“Captain Dekhaka!”
“Pull yourself together!”
“Over here! Private Shiryosha was barely hanging on!”
“We needed people over here too!”
“Medic!”
Urgent calls for help were everywhere, and the injured moaned all around.
Although the Ether Navy and net path army won a great victory this time, their losses were heavy; thirty-two "Giant God’s Radiance-class" battleships and twenty-nine "Giant God’s Blade-class" fast battleships lay silent in the net path.
Even more damaged battleships could barely operate, totaling around one hundred.
Most engineer ships had retreated on orders at the start of the battle; so, their losses were smaller, but over twenty unfortunate vessels still went silent.
Six months of production from the “Bubble World” Themis was lost just like that!
Yet, the current situation hurt everyone more.
“Oh no…”
“What could we do now!”
Listening to the cries for help and despair in the Soul Network, a rescue worker slowed down in hopeless sorrow.
No matter how hard he tried to save lives, no matter how desperately he and his partners ran at the net path bottom, the painful screams of the injured never stopped.
“We couldn’t save them all…”
“So many people…”
With too few people, for every injured person they saved, it meant two, three, or more missed treatment, losing the best rescue time.
Their injuries got worse from this, often leading to death.
For these rescuers, facing death wasn’t the worst part; the real fear was seeing the injured suffer and die before their eyes while they stood helpless.
“Great Giant God!”
“Please save them!”
“Help them!”
Countless prayers echoed in the Soul Network, gathering at the node Sulya, and shared with Albert Drake, the auxiliary node.
Now, these two living saints directed the rescue operations through the Soul Network, trying to identify the most critically injured and guide the rescuers, while praying to the Giant God.
"Great is the Giant God!"
"Please save the warriors fighting for you!"
However, the Giant God seemed indifferent to the mortal casualties.
"Boom——!"
His colossal body suddenly surged upward.
"Buzz——!"
The etheric liquid in the net path trembled from the Giant God’s movement, and the wreckage of battleships along with the bodies of Outer God larvae were swept up by the "etheric currents," swirling chaotically through the net path.
This should have made the rescue much harder.
The Soul Network should have been full of complaints from the rescuers.
But…
"Cough cough… What was going on!?"
As Captain Dekhaka, he also served as temporary captain, commanding the Giant God’s Radiance-class battleship Holly Tree Dew in battle.
During the fight, he ordered the battleship to cling tightly to an etheric serpent’s body and attacked using mechanical limbs.
In pain, the etheric serpent rammed the Holly Tree Dew into the net path wall.
In the violent explosion, Captain Dekhaka nearly lost half his body.
He thought he wouldn’t survive.
But…
Dekhaka stared in amazement at his body, restored by some gentle power.
Even more surprising, the heavy magical armor he wore was also repaired in this warm current!
A magnificent yet tender and merciful power filled the entire net path!
"My wounds were all healed!"
"And…!"
As captain, Dekhaka looked behind him.
There, the battleship Holly Tree Dew was repairing itself like a living thing.
The armor, blended with a bit of "divine skin shedding," absorbed nearby debris and slowly mended.
Ahead, a giant ship split in two was slowly "stitching" back together, the broken parts gradually merging and fixing.
Under that power, Ether Navy personnel and vessels were being restored too.
Despair vanished from the Soul Network.
What replaced it was…
"The Giant God cared for us!"
"He had compassion for every warrior fighting for him!"
"Even mechanical battleships were no exception!"
"Hail the Giant God!"
"Great is the Giant God!"
Fervent cheers drowned out everything!
Yet at that moment…
"Buzz——!"
Tremendous pressure descended from above the net path!
Its source wasn’t the adjacent etheric liquid, but some entity higher up, atop the Fantasy Tree of Subspace.
Even weakened and distorted after passing through the etheric liquid, this pressure…
"Uh…"
"Ahhhh!"
"Damn it! My head hurts so much!"
"Without the Giant God’s power, we’d…"
Indeed, even this diluted pressure overwhelmed mortal warriors and demigod warriors alike.
Had the Giant God not healed and strengthened them earlier, many would’ve lost their minds!
"Did the Giant God foresee this!?"
Sulya frowned, sensing the terrifying pressure.
"But this opponent…"
Her delicate brows tightened further. Even Sulya, who firmly trusted the Giant God’s might, felt unease.
Albert Drake lost her composure entirely.
"Pressure this intense, with such an aura…"
"A councilor-level demon god! A core councilor! One highly ranked!"
"Giant God…"
"You’d challenge such a monster!?"
The Giant God answered through action.
"Whoosh——!"
Pressure from the terrifying Chaos Demon God instantly lessened.
The splitting headache vanished.
All because…
"Boom——!"
The Giant God’s mighty form shielded his followers once more.
Unshakable!
—-
Trilobite discovered he possessed another talent besides crafting organic fertilizer—exceptional efficiency at processing active organic matter!
Simply put, he could eat!
Eat enormously!
His system status crawled from "hungry" to "not hungry," while "not hungry" to "full" took even longer.
"I ate seven or eight lungfish just now, plus ten-odd multi-finned fish?"
"But the system just hit ‘full’?"
"Means I can eat more."
"This meal though…"
"Nom nom… nom nom…"
Trilobite gulped down the half-eaten lungfish.
He glanced up, studying both the world and the new threat before him.
"This opponent—no, prey—is actually this guy."
"But that head… it’s huge!"
