This high platform is the hub.
The starry sky itself serves as an endless source of power.
Right now, the first thing Lu Chang'sheng needed to do was craft, within this tower, a vessel capable of continuously absorbing starlight, storing it, and transmitting it to the central hub of the high tower.
Lu Chang'sheng lowered his head, thinking as he murmured his plan aloud.
Chu Xinghe, standing to the side, was completely dumbfounded by these words.
It felt as if his soul had been struck by lightning—his mind went completely blank, without a single thought left.
This... is this even something a person could come up with?
And even if you could, could anyone actually pull it off?
If you had some divine item like the core of a star to use as a vessel to draw in starlight, then maybe Chu Xinghe could imagine it.
But what Lu Chang'sheng was saying was to simply make one himself!
Even the greatest refiner in the six worlds couldn't just whip something like that up, right?
