"It can observe parallel worlds, and open virtual channels to them. Your Cosmic Juggernaut Inverted Horizons is somewhat similar to the Astral Express."
As she spoke, Herta looked down at the sea, where images began to appear: a black-haired, cat-eared girl fleeing for her life; a purple-haired girl enduring a cruel trial despite losing all five senses; and a soul master army fighting a bloody battle in the abyss.
All sorts of images flashed by endlessly, too many to count.
"So, do you think you can handle it?" Lu Jingming also saw the images, a glint flashing in his eyes.
These parallel worlds were the perfect source for real power! The amount available from just Douluo Continent was very limited.
Even if he turned Douluo Continent upside down, the real power feedback would be limited, not even enough to open the door to true authority.
After all, Douluo was only one of 108 planes under the God Realm.
If he wanted to go to other planes and make trouble, the God Realm's supervision would make it impossible at his current strength.
So, he spent real power to manifest the Cosmic Juggernaut Inverted Horizons, hoping to use its spatial authority to observe other parallel worlds.
After all, in parallel worlds, the God Realm's influence couldn't reach, so he could act freely.
"You think I can't?" Herta's face showed slight displeasure at Lu Jingming's question, frowning and shooting him a sideways glance as if blaming him for doubting her ability.
"Sorry, sorry. With your abilities, Lady Herta, this should be nothing." Lu Jingming quickly smiled apologetically, looking sincere.
Since Herta was confident in handling the locomotive, all that remained was to lock onto a parallel world and accumulate enough Honkai energy to open the door.
That's right: the Cosmic Juggernaut Inverted Horizons needed Honkai energy to run—soul power simply wasn't enough.
That was because the energy level of soul power was far too low compared to Honkai energy.
At present, Lu Jingming could only use the Conquest Gem to convert energy into Honkai energy.
But he wasn't in a rush. He still had plenty of time to grow, and his need for real power wasn't urgent.
All that was needed now was to proceed step by step and wait for the right moment.
Lu Jingming took a final deep look at the Cosmic Juggernaut Inverted Horizons and the ever-changing images on the sea, then vanished from the alternate space created by the locomotive.
…
In Radiant City, Sun-Moon Empire, at the Sun-Moon Imperial Soul Engineer Academy, a now fourteen-year-old Juzi had grown up beautifully—graceful, lively, and clever.
At the moment, she was sitting at her workbench, gripping a carving knife tightly, focused and tense as she carefully etched a soul tool array onto a soul device in front of her.
With the last cut, the array was perfectly finished.
Instantly, the round soul device on the table emitted a gentle soul power fluctuation.
It then slowly floated up, as if given life, and began to transform on its own.
In just a moment, it became a self-flying soul tool detector, circling gently in the air.
Juzi wiped the sweat from her brow, eyes full of excitement as she looked at her work. Since joining the Sun-Moon Imperial Soul Engineer Academy, she had worked tirelessly for two years, finally becoming a formal second-level soul engineer.
Though her soul power cultivation wasn't outstanding and her training progressed slowly, she showed great talent in soul tool manufacture.
Plus, with the backing of Crown Prince Xu Tiannan, her enrollment went smoothly and she was assigned an excellent teacher.
"Not bad. You can already complete a second-level soul tool on your own. With your foundation and talent, becoming a high-level soul engineer in the future won't be hard." A thin, bespectacled middle-aged man walked over—Juzi's teacher, Xuan Ziwen.
He glanced over her soul tool and nodded with a trace of approval.
Though by his own eighth-level standards there were still flaws and childishness in her work, reaching this level in just two years was rare.
Many people, after two years, were still struggling with the basics and couldn't even cross the threshold to become a soul engineer.
By comparison, Juzi's talent and effort stood out.
She was also very bright and learned soul tool knowledge quickly, so overall Xuan Ziwen was quite satisfied with this specially assigned disciple.
Hearing rare praise from her usually strict teacher, Juzi beamed with joy.
After all, she was only fourteen, and to achieve so much in two years was enough to make anyone happy.
Suddenly, the soul tool ring on her finger flashed faintly.
Noticing the subtle change, Juzi's smile froze and her eyes grew wary. She quickly looked at Xuan Ziwen and politely said, "Teacher, may I go to the restroom?"
"Go ahead," Xuan Ziwen replied without looking up, waving a hand as he focused on studying a bottle-shaped soul tool in his hands, totally immersed.
Juzi quickly left the lab, hurried down the corridor, turned a few corners to a secluded spot, and made sure no one was around.
She quickly took out her simulation universe login device—her spirit entered the simulation instantly.
But this time, she entered not the normal simulation space, but a specially created virtual room.
"Yingying!"
As soon as she saw the indifferent, white-haired girl, Juzi's face lit up with joy, not caring at all about the other's cold attitude.
"During work hours, use my title: White Seven." Ji Yingying's voice was clear and cold, like a mountain spring, but with an icy air that kept people away.
Expressionless, she corrected Juzi flatly.
"All right, all right, Lord Yama!" Juzi still smiled brightly. She had a special fondness for the cold girl who once saved her.
She always wanted to change Ji Yingying, so she'd no longer be like an icy mountain.