Chapter 117

Royal Dominion's Lab Room

Kian Hall continued to stretch, the tension in his shoulders easing as he glanced over his notes. The glow from the screen illuminated his tired features. The room was filled with the hum of computers, a faint clicking of keyboards, and people walking here and there.

"I've almost got it," he replied, not tearing his gaze from the intricate calculations spreading across the screen. "Just a few more adjustments on the mana density fluctuations and I'll have a clearer picture of the anomalies. This is crucial for the upcoming expedition. If we can pinpoint the traps and unstable areas, we can avoid casualties."

As he focused on the equations, a colleague approached him. The sound of footsteps interrupted his concentration, and he glanced up to see Dexter. "Having a hard time? Why don't you just give that to our coworkers below?"