Above The Sky
Chapter 328 - 328 305 Labyrinth Master

328: Chapter 305 Labyrinth Master?

Temporary Maintenance Worker!

(1/3) 328: Chapter 305 Labyrinth Master?

Temporary Maintenance Worker!

(1/3) When Ian was swallowed by the Aether Crystal Dragon, he wasn’t the least bit nervous.

Not only because it was unlikely that the current strength of the Aether Crystal Dragon could eat him without breaking all of its teeth, but also because the Crystal Dragon had very clearly conveyed one thing.

—And that was the transfer of authority.

The authority of Heir to the Labyrinth Master.

As the Aether Crystal Dragon let out a Dragon’s Chant, a prompt window popped up in front of Ian.

Ordinary people might not be able to see it, but Ian, who possessed a Silver Chip, or other pre-era Terra People with an Electronic Brain, could directly see this authority transfer window and the duty and responsibility document.

Interestingly enough, based on the tips provided by the Silver Chip to Ian, the so-called authority of the Labyrinth Master was actually the temporary management and maintenance duties of the Southern Sea Relic Cluster.

In other words, just like Ian who had reached the control center, it was nothing more than the enforced responsibilities of a scapegoat maintenance worker.

The maintenance worker needed to ensure ‘the integrity of the base and the proper functioning of equipment’, ‘prevent unknown people from invading the interior of the base’, ‘if necessary, use force to expel the intruders’, and ‘if necessary, kill the intruders’.

Upon closer thought, isn’t that exactly what all Labyrinth Masters diligently do every day?!

Ensuring their lair’s integrity, preventing those disorderly Adventurers and Explorers from delving deep into the relics and labyrinths, expelling them, or even killing them…

How straightforward it is, why did he only realize it now?

Plus, with the ever-present Active Metal Morien Steel inside all the labyrinths…

There, the ultimate repair tool.

Maintenance worker and repair tool, truly a match made in heaven, no wonder, it’s a fixed combination.

“So when I entered the control center at the beginning, I had already become the Labyrinth Master?

And the Aether Crystal Dragon should be the hasty bestowal of authority by the Redwood Base in a desperate situation after it became a Wise Magical Beast,” Ian mused.

“Every Labyrinth Master starts at least at the level of a Wise Magical Beast of the Second Energy Level, or it could be Humans or Alien Forms who have been deluded by the labyrinth…

So it seems that only Wise Beings can obtain the authority of base maintenance worker?

That makes a lot more sense.”

Ian suddenly understood, all the clues connected, and the mysterious transfer of authority for the Labyrinth Master was actually this simple.

And with such reflections, he was swallowed into the mouth of the Aether Crystal Dragon.

Inside the Crystal Dragon’s mouth, there was surprisingly no strange smell—just a high-temperature ozone scent, likely due to its earlier breath.

But now, it was out of the question for the Crystal Dragon to breathe, let alone move an inch.

That would understate this behemoth’s limits.

There was no hesitation over the popup’s options, and Ian chose to agree.

Although he already possessed the ‘Master Authority’ from the Silver Chip…

but as Master Gossay had said,

Sometimes, his genius was such that he didn’t know how ordinary people would act—with Master Authority, he definitely wouldn’t know how to pretend to only have lower level permissions anymore.

Therefore, instead of using the Silver Chip to make contact, he accepted the authority transfer from the Aether Crystal Dragon with his own essence.

The sensation was actually quite wondrous.

Ian saw with his own eyes, a silver metallic line slowly flowing from the upper jaw of the Crystal Dragon.

That was Morien Steel, inscribed with extremely intricate Inscriptions.

Just a glance, and Ian saw a multitude of functions made up of Inscriptions, including but not limited to a keycard, authority records, electromagnetic communication, reception of signals, and so on…

The maintenance worker authority was actually physical?

No.

Ian began to understand, “If it was a pre-epoch Human with an electronic brain, then all you’d need to do is add a tag within the electronic brain’s authority.

But if it’s a Wise Magical Beast without an electronic brain…

then you would need a physical temporary identity card.”

“This Active Metal Morien Steel thread must serve as the identity card, penetrating into the holder’s body, allowing the base to sense its presence at all times and bestow various abilities.”

Redwood Base is quite unique and wealthy, which is why it can afford to use Morien Steel as identity validation.

But for other bases, it may just be some kind of crystal tag or the more common identity card.”

The circle of fine silver thread was very thin, adhering to Ian’s left hand and effortlessly merging into his protective arm guard that was also crafted from Morien Steel, then sticking onto the young man’s skin.

Ian could tell that this metal thread, sharp in a sense, wanted to cut beneath his skin.

It wasn’t painful, and the rejection reaction from the Morien Steel was almost zero, which is why it’s called Active Metal.

But it stopped at the surface of Ian’s skin.

“Hey, what if I’m seriously injured and unconscious requiring surgery in the future, and the doctors can’t even make an incision into my wound?

What should be done then?”

At this moment, Ian felt somewhat melancholic.

He once again proactively withdrew his passive Protective Origin Substance, allowing the metal thread to submerge beneath his skin and form a faint ring-shaped inscription at the wrist.

The flow of Inscription Light flickered, and, in a flash, he sensed a peculiar connection with many of the devices within the Labyrinth, an association deep and intuitive, different from using a Silver Chip for sensory connection, but more direct, connecting straight to the brain.

“So this is what it feels like to be an ordinary Terra maintenance worker?

It’s indeed different from the highest authority…

The highest authority focuses on internal information rights and the operation of various large-scale engineering machines, whereas the maintenance workers are connected to parts of frequently operating and regularly damaged equipment.”

Contemplating the subtle differences, Ian mused, “That explains it.

No wonder Adventurers say that the Labyrinth Master is acutely aware of any changes in the Labyrinth.

Sometimes they have barely reached the entrance, and the Labyrinth Master has already been mobilized.”

“Of course he mobilizes, why wouldn’t he when you recklessly damage the lights at the entrance and dismantle the tools there?

If you walked in quietly, there would hardly be any trouble.

Don’t be reckless with your hands!”

Understanding what the rights of the Labyrinth Master actually implied, Ian looked back at all kinds of Adventurer information he knew and suddenly found it quite amusing.

For instance, the Dwarven Adventurer who had settled down and started farming within the Labyrinth after striking a cooperation deal with the Labyrinth Master.

He was clearly very rule-abiding and never broke any taboos of the local Labyrinth; for all we know the Labyrinth could be a pre-epoch agricultural base, and the Labyrinth Master was happy to see it thrive.

However, this also led him to think about the choice of ‘Inega II’ as referred to by the Bishop of the White Mist.

Now, the reason behind the source of calamity seemed to become slightly clearer.

“If the Labyrinth Master is a maintenance worker for the remnants of the pre-epoch or an Extraterrestrial spacecraft…”

“Then just how hazardous is the Labyrinth that Inega II wishes to control?

To what extent that merely attempting maintenance could cause a cataclysm?”

A sense of caution arose in his heart, but after all, Ian was still in the mouth of the Crystal Dragon.

The authority had already been transferred, but the Crystal Dragon did not seem to have any intention to release him.

“How are you feeling?”

Ian didn’t notice any swallowing motion from the other party, so he knew that the Crystal Dragon definitely wasn’t regretting its decision, wanting to consume him in one gulp—after all, if it truly desired to eat him, it would take less than a second for him to shatter the creature’s teeth and escape.

However, the silence from the other party was indeed abnormal, prompting him to ask.

In response, the Crystal Dragon let out a weary low chant.

Then…

A glow, a golden light, appeared from the depths of the great beast’s throat.

And then, it surged rapidly towards Ian!