Chapter 131: Storage Com
Lucius fed Villy gently, holding the fork steady while she leaned in and took a bite.
She chewed quietly before swallowing with a soft sigh of satisfaction... and that was all Vanessa needed to see.
’She wants him too,’ Vanessa thought bitterly.
The way Villy’s eyes stayed on him between bites said everything.
The faint pink on her cheeks, her small smiles... it was obvious.
At least from her point of view, she didn’t know if the others could see it the way she saw it...
Vanessa clenched her fork.
She would have preferred being the one sitting on Lucius’s lap, not watching someone else enjoy it.
She forced a polite smile and turned her head, glancing toward Emilia.
Her sister wasn’t even eating.
Emilia’s gaze was sharp and locked on Lucius like a hawk.
Vanessa frowned.
’Why’s she angry?’
Something must have happened after she fell asleep.
Emilia’s usual carefree face was tight and her jaw was clenched, she looked like Lucius like he had offended her.
"Is something wrong?" Vanessa whispered softly, leaning closer so others wouldn’t hear. "Does it have to do with Lucius?"
Emilia looked at her, startled. "Was it that obvious?"
"Very," Vanessa replied simply.
Emilia sighed, her shoulders slumping.
"It’s nothing. I just don’t have much of an appetite."
Vanessa didn’t push her, but she could tell her sister wasn’t being honest. Which was a first... Emilia was usually looking for boobs to grab, not sulking.
However Emilia was quiet, her spoon was untouched as her eyes flicked toward Lucius again.
’What did you do to her?’ Vanessa thought as she looked at him... Yes she loved him but she would put her sister first and she wanted to know... what did he do to make Emilia act this way?
"Hey, sis," Emilia whispered suddenly.
"Hm?"
"Do you think I look stunning?" she asked, trying to sound casual but failing at it... One could tell by her tone.
Vanessa blinked, surprised by the question, but nodded.
"Of course. You always do."
Emilia smiled, though it didn’t reach her eyes.
"Then why... never mind." She shook her head.
Vanessa wanted to ask more, but she didn’t.
She turned back to her plate.
Dinner went on quietly after that.
...
The next morning, Lucius stretched his arms and sighed.
The sunlight leaked through the curtains, hitting his face.
He sat up, his hair was completely messy, and reached for his phone on the nightstand.
He had gotten two messages from Esme.
One was a sticker and the other was a good morning message from her.
None came from from Alexia.
’Figures,’ he thought.
He rubbed his face and glanced at the time.
Finally...
A proper free day.
’Guess I’ll make those space items today,’ he thought.
He had been putting it off for too long.
The system had given him a design almost a month ago.
He just hadn’t had the time or the peace of mind to sit down and actually do it.
’If I can get this working,’ he thought with a smirk, ’I’ll be sitting on the biggest monopoly in the Country.’
He wasn’t just planning to make a few.
He was going to control them... limit the flow, set impossible prices, and watch the nobles fight over every single piece.
’The Hohenbergs, the Silberhains, the Runenforschers, even the government... no one’s getting an easy one.’
He raised his hand and summoned the blueprint from his spatial storage.
The folded sheet of thin metal-paper shimmered as it appeared in his palm.
When he unfolded it, it looked normal at first glance... there were grids, lines, and shapes.
But the more he looked at it, the more his mind started spinning.
"What the hell is this?" he muttered.
It wasn’t written in words... it was in formula.
Every mark on the sheet represented an equation or a dimensional principle, compressed into physical patterns.
The moment his mana brushed the surface, it began to glow.
[Assimilating Spatial Compressor Ring Blueprints...]
Lucius squinted. "What the hell am I even looking at?"
Then, something clicked in his mind. Like a puzzle piece falling into place.
[Spatial Compressor Ring Blueprints has been successfully assimilated]
In other words... he could speak Luna.
"Oh," he said quietly. "I get it now."
The design wasn’t flat... it was a two-dimensional projection of a three-dimensional space fold.
Each section showed a different layer of reality compressed into thin layers that could interact with one another.
He ran his fingers along one section marked Spatial Density Flow.
"So this part here is for space folding," he muttered. "You don’t cut space open... you bend it inward, like creating a pocket."
That pocket, when stable, became a kind of invisible bubble... a small, self-contained dimension where time and pressure slowed to nearly nothing.
The more stable the bubble, the more objects it could safely hold.
In the center of the blueprint was a cube within a sphere.
Around it, eight energy lines spiraled like threads of light, connecting points of tension.
That was the containment field.
Each line represented mana currents that circulated continuously, reinforcing the bubble’s edges so it wouldn’t collapse.
Lucius nodded. "So this is the stabilizing loop..."
The notes beside the diagram were filled with complex measurements... some were of angles, ratios, gravitational stress points.
The energy flow wasn’t linear but rotational.
That meant mana had to circulate in a spiral pattern, constantly moving to balance internal and external pressure.
"Smart," he said quietly. "And they said Albert Einstein was dead..."
Then he noticed another part, the Dimensional Anchor Grid.
That was the ring’s core: eight tiny orbs positioned in precise alignment around a hollow chamber.
These anchors were what linked the physical ring to the pocket space inside.
Each anchor was like a magnet holding the spatial bubble in place, preventing it from drifting or collapsing.
If even one anchor was off, the entire space would destabilize.
"Figures," he said. "It’s basically a bomb if you screw up the calculations."
He flipped to the last layer of the schematic.
It was simpler... showing a small circular object with a hollow center.
The lines indicated mana channels along the ring’s inner curve, each one connecting to a miniature generator.
That was the key innovation... the Spatial Compression Ring.
’Impressive.’ Lucius thought.
Now all he needed to do was to make it, which was a whole lot easier said than done.
And he checked the material list at the bottom of the page and his eyes nearly shot out from their sockets.
’What the fuck???!!!’ He thought.