Make sure there are absolutely no bright "dead angles" anywhere in the lab.

This is also one of Chadite's abilities.

After all, They can't use Magic Power to create such an exaggerated light source, or the Vastva people studying and doing experiments here might develop severe allergic reactions.

But if it's natural light condensed from Magic Power by Chadite, then there won't be this problem.

They've racked Their brains over various Magic Power allergy reactions during this period.

Right now you can see a Vastva person, wearing only simple shorts, standing inside a fully enclosed transparent chamber.

The other Vastva people and Simon, Lucilia, and Matilda were at the side, operating equipment as they observed.

If you didn't know better, you'd think They were conducting some kind of evil human experiment.

They couldn't see the Vastva person inside the chamber clearly; he seemed to be describing how he currently felt.

Alka walked over.

"Magic Power density 0.06, the test subject is behaving completely normal, no allergic reactions at all. No discomfort.

Increase Magic Power."

As Matilda spoke, a Vastva scholar beside her turned on a machine and nudged a lever slightly upward.

Their current research is basically built around Simon and Alka's work, because the topics these scholars used to study aren't of much use anymore.

The hard problems have already been solved by reality itself.

Not far away you could see an entire tank of Magic Power, a transparent cylinder three meters tall and half a meter in diameter.

Inside was concentrated Magic Power, yet it wasn't leaking any Magic Power at all; its fluctuations were firmly stabilized and bound within the container.

A very interesting Magic Power container, extremely advanced. Alka and the others had collected it from outside using the Vastva people's Magic Battery technology.

Out in the world, no one would ever have the demand to produce such a stable form of Magic Power.

This is also Lab No. 3's Magic Power source.

Right now both Simon and Matilda looked like They hadn't rested in ages, completely worn out.

The surrounding Wattawa people, on the other hand, actually looked in pretty decent shape.

That's because They'd already rotated out several batches of personnel, taking turns to rest.

At the end of the day, They can only really be considered ordinary.

Whereas Alka and the others had almost not slept at all since the Temple was completed.

They couldn't help it.

The Vastva people's technology, accumulated over tens of thousands of years, could no longer be described as mere treasure in Their eyes.

It was more like a Treasure Vault crammed full of countless treasures.

Every single day brought new surprises.

Simon practically wished he could split himself into ten copies to research in parallel, and even Lucilia, who usually wasn't that into experimental work, was completely addicted.

Let alone Alka and Matilda, who were genuinely fascinated by experimental work.

Even Chadite and Julia, over in the Temple's main hall, were both buried in all sorts of ancient documents.

There were simply too many of these documents.

The Vastva people were remarkably good at all forms of record-keeping. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

From these texts They could learn about the Divine of that era and the relationships and status hierarchies among the various Divine.

As for Juanlu—

He was currently helping the Vastva people train up an entire chef team.

Solving far more "substantial" needs.

Maybe it's because the Vastva people had been living on nutrient solution for over a hundred years, and even before that They hardly had any edible food.

So They had basically completely lost all cooking-related skills.

To put it bluntly, They were no different from cavemen in this regard.

And lately, this was exactly what had been keeping Juanlu busy.

Outside, Pororo looked like he wasn't interested in any of this at all. In reality he was also spending more than half his time here; he just handled it way better than the others.

You have to remember, although the Vastva people hated war and preferred peace—even in a tiny, resource-scarce space like this They still hadn't broken out into full-scale war—

They were once a Race that had actually been fighting against the God of War's army, and Their society had a special cadre bearing the title "Hand of War" to deal with warfare.

Perhaps it's because even those who enjoy war share a certain investigative rationality.

So They had developed a highly refined martial training system and procedures, and even the corresponding training machinery.

A very, very complete training system.

It just didn't have much use in here later on, so it was completely sealed away.

After that there wasn't much further progress; a lot of Their knowledge came from that Golden Era.

Everywhere you looked were things that had been completely sealed up, preserved in excellent condition.

This was what Pororo was obsessed with.

Incidentally, he was also in charge of training the combat abilities of some of the Vastva young men, and Chadite would occasionally guest-star as a coach.

"Magic Power concentration 0.13, the test subject is already showing faint allergic reactions. Experiment over."

As she spoke, the transparent chamber opened, and the Magic Power gathered inside diffused outward slightly. Once it spread out, the concentration dropped, and the surrounding Vastva could handle it just fine.

They only sniffed a few times, a bit unaccustomed.

Alka came back to his senses as well.

Matilda waved her hand, and a fine needle pierced into the subject who had just walked out; the little red rashes on his body vanished instantly.

"Lady Matilda, how are the results this time?" asked a female Vastva in charge of recording the experiment.

"Slightly better than before, but still a big gap from our ideal standard. But that's a good thing, isn't it?

At the very least, it means your bodies are only slightly unadapted. With a bit of acclimatization, you should still be able to adapt to Magic Power."

Matilda said, looking at the logbook in her hand.

They were currently studying the Vastva people's Magic Power adaptability.

After all, They couldn't really let Them stay here for the rest of Their lives, forever and ever; They had to find a way to get Them out.

Staying here clearly meant having no future at all.

It also kept Alka from daring to pour Magic Power into this place to revive this space anew.