Pillar of Yita

The newborn Dragon Soul couldn’t last too long, so Fang Hong only gave a brief demonstration before letting her return to the Mind World.

However, this further confirmed people’s ideas about Ether materialization.

”Using Ether to simulate the Dragon Soul, what a brilliant idea.”

”The design concept is actually no different from the Dragon Knight Rigging; what’s lacking is merely the Dragon Soul itself.”

”So this is undoubtedly a Main Construct, or at least a part of it.”

”To be exact, this is an empty Dragon Knight Rigging.”

”But its significance doesn’t lie in its practicality, but rather in pioneering a whole new way of thinking.”

”No joke, in the foreseeable future, the term Pseudo Dragon Knight might become more fitting.”

”Incredible.”

In the live broadcast room, the two guests were generous with their words of praise.

Their eyes were actually filled with admiration.

Although they had long departed that world, now they even had to put on clumsy performances to coax a smile from the audience.

But who doesn’t have a Flash from the past deep in their heart?

Just like who could have imagined?

They too once stood on this very stage, becoming the protagonist in people’s hearts at that time—who could walk into this live broadcast room today and still be a nobody?

Yet the glory of the past had already turned into the setbacks of the present.

But time and years do not diminish an ounce of the glory above their heads. What they saw in Fang Hong at this moment, still, was not an emotion that ordinary people could feel.

It was a memory of former brilliance.

But Fang Hong didn’t think so much—

He wouldn’t tell others that it was actually a real Dragon Soul. Besides the two Grand Artificers by his side, others a little further away would find it difficult to discern the truth.

Given the limits of imagination of those High Order Craftsmen, they likely wouldn’t guess that it was a real Dragon Soul.

After all, in the First World, how could he withstand the attribute contract of a Dragon Soul Crystal?

Non-Attribute Dragon Crystal.

That is something that doesn’t even exist in legends.

After a heated argument, the staff finally presented the points for Fang Hong and Rolin.

In fact, the result was never in suspense; it was just a bit frustrating for Linen and others—the craftsmen weren’t debating the outcome, but rather how many points they should be lower than Fang Hong.

In the end, one side convinced the other, and the craftsmen raised their scorecards one by one:

100 versus 64.8.

Yet some people still felt dissatisfied.

They believed that under such a brilliant work, Team Elfendo shouldn’t even have scored above the passing line.

They saw it as muddling through.

And craftsmen are probably the group of people with the strictest demands on themselves in this world.

When the scores were displayed on the giant screen in the sky, Tianlan suddenly exclaimed. She stared dazedly at the calculation of her prize money, almost fainting with joy.

But behind her, Gita was looking complexly at her companion through huge glasses, contemplating a serious and ultimate human question.

To knife this European dog or not.

How could this happen?

Where is the justice in the world?

Yet in the live broadcast room, what people cared about most at that moment was not the result of the competition.

Instead, everyone had a big question mark in their hearts:

Why did he control the Flexible Construct so skillfully?

Isn’t this a craftsman competition?

After the score was published, the staff gradually came up to congratulate Fang Hong. Since the result was already clear, Fang Hong was indeed the undisputed victor of the competition. Among the voices of congratulation, someone unintentionally asked:

”Excuse me, Mr. Ade, what’s the name of this legendary work?”

Fang Hong paused for a moment before realizing he hadn’t thought about this question yet.

However, legendary creations always have names that match their inspiration, so he need not worry too much.

Moreover, his previous two works were named ’I am a Pigeon,’ which was already quite thoughtful for his bet with Liuli Yue. This time, the extra competition naturally didn’t confine him to that limitation.

In fact, he had thought about this repeatedly during production—this time it certainly wouldn’t be Pigeon, at least it should be something like Sword Hong. Therefore, when asked this question, Fang Hong was confidently ready, nodding immediately.

He didn’t look much and just announced the name of his work.

This was the most important moment for the legendary level Main Construct to make a name, and the staff absolutely provided a timely broadcast of the scene—

But the next moment, on the square—including Fang Hong—everyone was deadly silent.

Fang Hong looked darkly at the illusory characters emerging on the arm armor, all five words, simple and clear:

’I Am Not a Pigeon’

It was as if each word bled, a silent accusation.

The next moment, the square erupted in a stormy roar of laughter, everyone was laughing so hard they bent over, tears streaming. They thought that if this delightful young man did it just to make them smile, there was no doubt he achieved his goal.

Perhaps even exceeded it.

As for the broadcast room?

The broadcast room had already exploded; in fact, Ma’er helplessly watched the screen in his room go black.

It displayed excessive traffic, disconnecting the connection.

But thinking about the name he saw before, he couldn’t help but find it a bit absurdly amusing.