Chapter 49: Cat-Eared Maid!
Those pitch-black metal rings connected to form a complete sphere, enveloping the entire vast star.
They swallowed all the light into themselves, plunging the surroundings into boundless darkness.
But soon—brilliant and crystal-clear magic flowed out from the dark metal sphere.
The magic converged into bright beams, crossing deep space.
Star beams weaved into a network, connecting to the distant beyond, illuminating silver-white space stations.
In an instant, the originally dim, pitch-black sky transformed once again into a brilliant and vibrant sea of stars.
“These pitch-black rings, I call them Dyson Spheres, a super-giant Magitech Megastructure that still exists only in theory.”
Shaya watched the brilliant sea of stars before him, his voice calm as ever.
“It is a connected whole.”
“In an ideal state, it can capture over seventy percent of a star’s energy output and convert it into magic with high efficiency for storage.”
“Of course, a Dyson Sphere that can fully convert seventy percent of energy is actually a bit impractical, or rather, not cost-effective.”
“After all, if one can build a Magitech Megastructure of this scale, then that civilization must have already developed to a very high level and would no longer lack the energy of a single star. It would merely serve as a symbol of civilization’s level, a wonder to display its great achievements.”
“However, in reality, there’s no need to pursue a hundred percent conversion rate…”
The image fluctuated slightly.
Immediately after, the megastructure called “Dyson Sphere” slowly faded, the pitch-black metal rings disappearing, leaving only a single metal ring.
Next moment, that single metal ring also gradually dissipated.
Transforming from solid metal into a pitch-black fluid.
The metal fluid then became slender, thin, and turned into a metallic membrane.
Like a pitch-black, illusory cloud, it silently hovered beside the bright star.
The star’s radiance passed through the cloud-like membrane, slightly diminished.
“The absorption efficiency of this Magitech Megastructure, or rather, ‘Dyson Membrane,’ might only be one-thousandth or one-ten-thousandth of the original Dyson Sphere.”
“But even so, the energy it absorbs far exceeds the total energy produced since our planet existed.”
Shaya’s words fell silent, and a brief silence ensued.
Diris gazed at the scene in the sea of stars, momentarily speechless.
She had also heard of so-called Magitech Megastructures.
For example, the Giant War Airships used by the Empire’s army.
Or the trump card of the Steam School—the “Gustav Cannon,” which was only used once during the Land of Calamity and reportedly killed an Emperor Rank Molten Mountain Dragon with a single strike.
However, these magic creations, which were enough to make legends change their expressions and represented the pinnacle of Western Continent civilization, seemed insignificant in front of what Shaya had shown.
Directly capturing the Sun’s energy in the sea of stars…
What a grand concept.
But the details revealed in this dream pointed to its actual feasibility.
…
The scenes within the dream continued to change like fleeting glimpses.
There were fleets of warships resembling the floating ships of the Western Continent, but capable of freely navigating the sea of stars, their thrusters’ fiery trails illuminating the originally dark and lonely deep space.
There were mechs resembling the magic vehicles made by Goblins, but several times larger. Seemingly ordinary people without the strength to truss a chicken could easily pilot these mechs to crush mountains or even travel in space.
And there were giant ships traveling between stars, devouring planets in their path and converting them into the purest mineral materials.
Although they were merely fleeting, rapid glimpses.
The underlying meaning revealed within them still shocked everyone.
Diris stared blankly for a long time.
After a long while, her heart-shaped succubus tail finally swayed slightly.
Although she herself was the master of this dream, theoretically omnipotent and supreme within it, like a Creator.
Diris was now a little scared.
She was afraid that if she continued to watch, Shaya would come up with something else that would shatter her worldview.
This kind of unexpected dream… His Highness must be satisfied by now.
Just as Diris harbored such thoughts, gently flapping her pitch-black wings, preparing to end this dream.
The fleeting dream scene suddenly paused.
Immediately after—
A ray of pink light flashed by.
“What is this?”
Diris’s thoughts shifted, and the colorful images were frozen.
Then, the pink color was gradually enlarged, details filled in, and it began to become clear.
“Actually, I think my dream tour should end here.”
Shaya suddenly spoke.
“If I don’t wake up from the dream soon, Little Ai might come knocking.”
“Daydreams are nice, but people ultimately have to return to reality with their feet on the ground.”
Shaya calmly closed the door to the room, and the solitary yet magnificent sea of stars disappeared behind it.
“One step at a time, and eat one bite at a time.”
“Haste makes waste.”
Diris was stunned and was about to agree with Shaya’s sermon on life lessons.
The next moment, a cold and majestic voice came through her Astral communication channel.
“Continue weaving the dream based on the inspiration and clues from before.”
“As you command, Your Highness.”
Diris’s expression became serious again.
As a member of the Royal Succubus Clan, her bloodline ability was fully unleashed in an instant.
The spirituality from the Deep Astral Realm, originating from the Dream Dragon, continuously poured in, capturing those fleeting dream inspirations.
Then, solidifying and filling them…
The next moment, the simple room layout around Shaya slowly faded.
In its place was a pink palace.
In the center of the palace was a giant, bright red heart-shaped bed. Rose petals fell around the large bed, creating a gorgeous and pink atmosphere.
A golden-haired maiden, dressed in a pure white maid uniform, knelt on the brightly colored large bed in the room. She held a silver-white knight’s spear in her arms, her light golden long hair spread across the bedding.
She wore cat-ear accessories, her face delicate and pale, gazing up at Shaya with beautiful sky-blue eyes. Her pitch-black cat ears twitched slightly.
“Welcome back, Master Shaya.”
A clear and cold voice sounded.
“You must be tired from your outing… Would you like to eat first? Or bathe first?”
“Or…”
“Eat me first?”
