After getting rid of the Rhine Lab staff, Theresa quickly made her way to the agreed-upon location.

“Why hasn’t Lama Lien delivered the item yet…”

She hadn't told Xing Chen about the discovery of Pre-civilization relics in Leimbieta, planning to make it a surprise.

However, unfortunately, the spot she had arranged with her best friend was very close to the burial site arranged by Rhine Lab.

To prevent Xing Chen from misunderstanding, she had to arrive at the agreed place early to wait.

“Xing Chen, why are you here?” Xing Chen, who was supposed to be transporting the enriched uranium to the designated location, suddenly appeared at their meeting point, which made her instantly nervous.

“I’m not going to handle it the way they want,” Xing Chen told Theresa. “What about you? Why aren’t you waiting for me at the burial site? This thing is very dangerous.”

“Because I anticipated that you wouldn’t give up so easily, I asked Lama Lien to bring something over to see if it could help you.”

Theresa acted very naturally. Xing Chen raised his eyebrows but ultimately didn't say much.

Uranium has a rather large relative atomic mass. Xing Chen couldn't feel hunger or pain, but he still felt fatigue.

He was tired of holding it in one position, so Theresa took it and continued to hold it.

The two exchanged it back and forth several times, and Xing Chen became a little impatient.

“Theresa, are you sure the location and time you arranged are correct?”

“It should be fine,” Theresa pressed her head to the ground, feeling the vibrations from afar. “Something is coming, it looks a bit like Friston’s small vehicle, but…”

The mass and suspension didn't seem to match, and it looked like it was dragging something.

“Your Highness—”

A strange young female voice came from afar. Friston had used his own voice for ten thousand years, so he shouldn't have developed new quirks just a few days after seeing the light of day again.

“Oh my goodness… Friston, have you been possessed?”

Xing Chen looked at Friston not far away. The steel color had disappeared, replaced by black with strange patterns.

The originally neatly arranged interleaved road wheels were scattered, the tracks were loose, and its operation completely defied physics.

There was also a pointed structure on the turret, the lower half of which was severely damaged, but that diamond-shaped structure glowing with a faint red light… a Banshee’s small vehicle?

Theresa’s design and Lama Lien’s used the same set of witchcraft solutions, so compatibility certainly wouldn't be an issue.

“When I was out for a drive, I encountered her (the Banshee). She was being chased by a group of wasteland bandits at the time, so I intervened…”

Friston was trying hard to explain to Xing Chen and Theresa, both of whom had their hands on their hips, clearly not believing him much.

Where would common wasteland bandits get so much heavy firepower to destroy the chassis of a witchcraft vehicle? If they were special wasteland bandits, could they have returned intact?

Apparently, the young Banshee and Friston lacked knowledge of some wasteland common sense, and their excuse wasn't well-fabricated.

And Friston, on his part, couldn't just say that the small vehicle had courted death and been shattered by Columbia’s high-speed warship.

He wasn't sure that neither Theresa nor Xing Chen would be angry about such a stupid thing.

“I suspect they might have encountered something they’re embarrassed to talk about,” Theresa whispered into Xing Chen’s ear. “If the goods are fine, let’s not pursue it.”

Xing Chen nodded. Anyway, it was their problem, as long as the Pre-civilization legacy was fine.

“Let’s first check if the goods Lama Lien sent over are okay,” Theresa said patiently, smiling.

“Okay, Your Highness,” seeing that Theresa didn’t intend to pursue the matter, the young Banshee was very happy. “I’ll help you open it… Can you help me get a little closer…”

“No need, I know how to open it.”

Theresa tapped the black cargo box a few times with her hand, and the peculiar patterns instantly faded.

Xing Chen intended to get closer to observe, but Theresa stopped him directly, “There’s another layer of security.”

The Banshee’s sorcery was mysterious, but it was nothing to Theresa. With a piercing shriek, the four walls of the container suddenly unfolded to the sides, revealing the circular device inside.

Xing Chen remembered that the Pre-civilization legacy beneath Leimbieta should have been something like accelerator tracks, which clearly didn't match the circular object in front of him.

“Isn’t this a particle accelerator? Where did you find it?” Friston directly stated the name of the device.

“What is a particle accelerator?” Theresa asked.

“It’s a device that accelerates microscopic particles to bombard atomic nuclei…” Xing Chen briefly introduced to Theresa. “If I remember correctly, yours in Leimbieta should be linear…”

“I’m not sure about that, maybe there are both. But linear ones take up too much space. Since both change matter, a circular accelerator is smaller and more convenient to manufacture and carry…”

“Wait a minute, what did you just say?”

“Convenient to manufacture and carry.”

“The sentence before that.”

“Change matter.”

“Is it experimental?”

“That would be too backward. This thing is just ordinary industrial equipment, after all, some raw materials are not that easy to mine, so it’s better to convert common materials.”

“Alchemy?” Theresa immediately thought of this legendary technology after hearing Friston’s explanation.

“No, it’s science,” Friston said seriously.

“That’s perfect,” Xing Chen took out the uranium cake. “I have a piece of uranium ore here whose properties have been changed by Originium. Can you turn it back into its original substance?”

“What is its atomic structure like?”

“The same as if it hadn’t been changed by Originium.”

Friston stated that the working principle of this device is to generate the required substance by changing its atomic structure. If the atomic structures are the same, then it should logically be the same substance.

“But this was found near the Rhodes Island landing site, perhaps the Originium Project team made some modifications to it.”

Friston adjusted his pitch and yaw back and forth, agreeing with Xing Chen’s idea. “Then you just need to throw the raw material in, it has its own energy, and I’ll adjust the parameters.”

Xing Chen followed Friston’s instructions and put in the uranium cake. Soon, an identical-looking uranium cake was delivered from the output port.

Human enriched uranium’s radioactivity isn’t as terrifying as Terra’s enriched uranium, so the testing method is also very easy.

Theresa caught a wasteland rock crab, and only when it was almost touching the experimental sample did it show a clear reaction.

Since he wasn’t involved in the nuclear industry, Xing Chen wasn’t sure if this distance was close or far, or if the rock crab’s radiation resistance was terrifyingly strong.

But one thing was certain: its physical properties had indeed changed.

“Let’s go, we’re heading back to Rhine Lab.” Xing Chen had Friston create a stable isotope shell around the enriched uranium cake, then put it in his pocket. “Oh, and bring it along too.”

“Wait, Xing Chen, aren’t you taking it back?” Theresa asked, puzzled.