Dimensional Descent

Leonel was indeed too tired to be annoyed initially; but when he heard Anastasia; he seemed to be slowly finding the energy; Didn't this floating loli have anything better to do than berate him? He was trying to save lives here;

"I'm busy," Leonel responded;

"Busy being an idiot; You know you can use the Lab Setting to do all those repetitive tasks for you, this is the first time I've seen someone try to mass produce something personally when they had access to so many machines;"

Leonel came to a stop and looked toward Anastasia; The latter only looked back at him with a face of disdain; If it wasn't because she was so focused on deducing a path through Force Manipulation that the majority could use, she would have stopped Leonel ages ago;

"You only need to Craft it once and that thing will do the rest."

Anastasia pointed with her head toward a glass chamber that had numerous spider-like arms of metal within.

Leonel blinked once before doing as Anastasia said, then he watched in absolute awe as the machine repeated his steps absolutely perfectly; At first he thought there would be a drop in quality; If there was one, it just wouldn't be worth it; However, he soon found that he had been overthinking things;

Everything he had done. the machine did. even down to his precise control of Force.

Seeing this, Leonel exhaled a breath of relief, this was a game changer; He suddenly felt the need to look toward Anastasia;

"What other things are in here that I don't know about?" Leonel asked;

Anastasia sneered; "Weren't you busy "Crafting"?"

Leonel coughed lightly; maybe he was just a bit too cranky; He couldn't help it though; his body felt like it was a gust of wind from keeling over; Also; he felt like a guillotine was looming over his head and ready to fall any time now; he really didn't want to waste even a second;

plight. Anastasia rolled her eyes and began

**

hours later, Leonel walked out of the Lab Setting with a spatial ring full of crafted items; With everything prepared even faster than he thought, his week-long prediction was cut down

should rest." Aina said.

the Segmented Cube a bit too much; or more accurately; its abilities were so broken that he found it hard to believe that they all came

energy and freeze time; but to increase its flow as

in just a few hours. But between that time, he would need to eat. So, he had come to his lovely

smile. Aina raised

your help a

Aina was speechless but still waved her hand and agreed. It wasn't too big of a deal anyway. it was just a wasted day. Maybe only Leonel would be able to make her agree to such a

to cook weeks' worth of meals to help him speed up his recovery. He would lie in the suspended animation pods for 15

choice was obvious. The Force Pill quality of

but he would come back even stronger than

Leonel prepared, the chaos in Earth's territory

**

glistening and his hair having returned to its previous shimmering luster. His muscles danced like intertwining steel cords beneath his bronzed skin, pulsing with

who was no small part fatigued

was one thing, Aina could do that for months at a time without sweating a single bead of sweat, but Force Pill Cooking

hug. "You can rest for the

faintly, too

…

he rushed forward. His sweatpants fluttered in the air, his chiseled torso cutting against the wind as