Wizard: Unlimited Profession Slots Chapter 889 - 390: Star-forged Titan (Part 3)

The sight of the colossal Titan sent them scattering in sheer terror, like ants startled by an impending stomp from a giant foot.

"Now, I'll instruct you on some fundamental procedures."

Once they were in the vastness of space, Vinard granted Ron partial access to the control system:

"Attempt to operate the perception array of the left arm; sense the expansion of this power."

As Ron's consciousness linked with the control system, an unparalleled sense of command surged through him.

The feeling transcended mere tool operation; it was akin to gaining an entirely new limb.

Every joint, every Qi flow within the left arm became distinctly perceptible within his range of awareness.

Astonishingly, he could also 'perceive' the internal composition of the asteroid via the left arm's sensors.

This included mineral placement, variations in density, and even the hidden biological nests deep within.

"Remarkable adaptability."

Vinard commented with clear contentment:

"Most individuals experience sensory overload and faint upon their initial encounter with this system.

It appears you genuinely possess the makings of an Alchemy Master."

As the Titan drew closer to their target asteroid, Ron witnessed a chilling spectacle through the external sensors.

In specific zones of the asteroid, immense shadows writhed ominously.

These entities bore resemblances to octopuses but were monstrously large, each stretching for hundreds of meters.

Their exteriors were clad in metallic scales, an obvious adaptation for survival in the void.

"Parasitic organisms,"

Vinard's voice took on a frosty edge:

"These pests favor dwelling on asteroids rich in minerals, consuming precious metals for sustenance. While not a direct threat, they certainly impede mining operations."

He directed the Titan to elevate its right arm, which rapidly reconfigured, extending into a colossal beam saber thousands of meters in length.

This saber, forged entirely from energy, radiated an intense white luminescence, its sheer heat subtly distorting the surrounding space.

"A precise strike, ensuring the mineral structure remains unharmed."

The energy saber descended with swiftness, slicing across the asteroid's surface and instantly vaporizing the contorting shadows.

The entire maneuver was executed with surgical precision, leaving no collateral damage.

The valuable ore veins remained untouched, with only the surface-dwelling parasites eradicated.

"Now, the true work commences."

Vinard's tone intensified with excitement as the Titan's appendages underwent further, more intricate transformations.

The initial mechanical hands unfolded, revealing two sophisticated multi-functional mining implements.

One resembled a powerful drill, its surface etched with numerous runes;

The other appeared akin to a biological digestive system, its interior showcasing complex separation and refinement mechanisms.

"Direct excavation into the star core, full-scale extraction – that is the Titan's ultimate purpose!"

The subsequent events completely revolutionized Ron's understanding of resource acquisition.

The Titan plunged into the asteroid like a colossal subterranean borer.

Instantly, rock and metal vaporized into fundamental particles along its path, subsequently being sorted by value.

Usable rare metals were refined and compressed into dense energy cubes;

Unnecessary rock strata were broken down into basic Elements and reformed into construction materials;

Even the remains of the parasitic creatures were decomposed to harvest their organic components.

"Observe? This is the pinnacle application of Alchemy!"

Vinard expounded continuously as he manipulated the controls:

"It transcends mere excavation; it involves complete structural reformation!

I can transmute a barren, rocky planet into any substance I desire!"

While the drilling progressed, Ron also noticed the Titan's internal storage system operating at peak capacity.

Various metallic essences were condensed into fist-sized cubes of extreme density, each emitting a distinct hue.

Some even emanated a gentle pulse, reminiscent of living hearts.

"What are those luminous objects?" Ron inquired, his curiosity piqued.

"Haha, sharp observation!" Vinard declared with evident pride:

"Those are the foundational states of 'active metals,' highly refined materials possessing self-repair attributes.

They are exclusively found within the cores of specific planets, with each gram equivalent to a complete Magic Stone!"

"And from this mining expedition, I have managed to procure several hundred grams."

His voice brimmed with delighted anticipation:

"The yield from this alone is valued at several hundred complete Magic Stones!"

Eventually, the entire asteroid was thoroughly "digested," leaving behind merely a faint wisp of cosmic dust.

The Titan's cargo hold was now replete with processed, valuable resources:

Precious metals, Energy Crystals, active materials, and several enigmatic substances Ron could not identify.

"A rather satisfactory yield."

Vinard piloted the Titan back towards the home planet, his tone radiating profound satisfaction.

"This expedition brought in about twenty-eight hundred complete Magic Stones, incurring expenses below five hundred.

It's precisely why I'm significantly richer than those Great Wizards solely focused on combat!"

His tone turned more self-satisfied, "Some of the highest-ranked Great Wizards apparently covet my accumulated wealth. After all, conquest is one aspect, but efficient resource management is another entirely!"

Just as the Titan settled back onto the home planet's surface, the entire journey was drawing to a close.

However, Vinard's parting words left a profound mark on Ron:

"Cherish the memory of all you witnessed today, my child.

This is genuine Alchemy—not merely an act of creation, but one of transformation, conquest, and even godhood!"

"Only when you too can command such might will you truly step into our realm."

As the link between their consciousnesses weakened and finally broke, Ron found himself back in his mobile workshop.

Yet, the awe-inspiring spectacle remained vivid in his memory.

The sensation of wielding immense power, of effortlessly reshaping the very fabric of existence, fueled an even more intense yearning within his core.

"True might... the power to create..."

He softly stroked the silver emblem held in his palm, his gaze ablaze with an unquenchable avarice.