Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 4260

Chapter 4260: A Glorious Engineer! III

She gestured towards the pile of Omnichalcum, her tone returning to that of a commander assigning a task.

"Go. Familiarize yourself with the metal. I will give you tasks on how to manipulate it. We will exhaust your Everything today and see what its limits are."

Noah shook his head internally.

Exhaust his Everything? He had no intention of being stuck here doing menial tasks, not when the very air of this place hummed with a power that could erase him from existence if he made a single wrong move.

He needed to prove his worth, not as a battery, but as an architect.

He walked to the massive pile of Omnichalcum, the cool, inert metal radiating a strange, primordial stillness.

He ran a hand over its pristine surface and began to speak, his voice a calm, even current that cut through the sterile silence of the lab.

"The problem isn’t the pilot," he said, not as a question, but as a simple statement of fact.

Elara, who had been moving towards her workstation, paused.

She turned, an eyebrow raised, her expression a mixture of annoyance and curiosity. "What did you say?"

"You are trying to rewrite the pilot to fit the armor," Noah continued, his gaze fixed on the mountain of metal, but his words directed at her. "You are performing invasive, bio-conceptual surgery on beings, trying to turn a fish into a bird so it can fly. But you are ignoring the nature of both the fish and the sky. You will only ever end up with a dead fish with useless wings."

He said what Ruination had told him simply in the prompts she displayed before!

He finally turned to face her, and in his eyes, there was not the look of a student, but of a master.

Well, a cheater, really, who was just stealing the work his system had done!

"What if the armor was not a suit to be worn, but a partner to be bonded with? What if the pilot didn’t need to be rewritten, but simply given a key?"

Elara stopped what she was doing. She listened, her initial annoyance giving way to a focused, analytical intensity.

Her eyes shone brighter and brighter as Noah calmly, methodically, laid out the elegant, impossible solution that RUIN/EDEN had presented to him.

He spoke of a Core Modulator, a small, stable keyhole of Omnichalcum implanted within the pilot.

He spoke of a Symbiotic Interface, of giving the armor itself a nascent, limited consciousness whose sole purpose was to connect with that key.

He spoke of an Ignition Sequence, of the pilot not powering the armor, but simply turning the key, allowing the armor to draw its true power from an external, replaceable battery of condensed Everythings.

Of course, for what he planned to do...the only battery he would need was his Infinite Mana!

When he finished, the silence in the lab was profound. Elara stared at him, her mind, a brilliant engine of logic and science, racing through the trillions of implications of his words.

The parasitic relationship transformed into a symbiotic one. The pilot’s existence preserved. The power source made sustainable. It was... perfect. It was elegant.

It was a solution that had been staring them in the face for eons, and they had been too blinded by their own complex, invasive methods to see it.

"...Could this actually work?" she whispered, the words a fragile, hopeful thing in the quiet of the lab.

Noah’s lips curved into a domineering, confident smile.

"I’ll put it to the test right now," he declared, his voice a resonant, tyrannical command. "By building an Omnichalcum Core Modulator... and implanting it on myself."

Elara was shocked. "What? No! That’s absurd! We have test subjects for this, Fold Dwellers who have willingly volunteered for procedures a thousand times less invasive! You are a valuable asset, an Elderborn. You do not need to risk your own existence on a mere theory."

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