bookandnovel Chapter 297: Spirit Sense?
Chapter 297: Spirit Sense?
Rlyis looked thoughtfully between Lassim, his elemental companions, and the two constructs on the table, her expression quiet yet intense as she mulled over the idea of intent.
Eno crossed his arms, observing the constructs as though
The fish emerged within the swirling wave, and without a word, he directed his Spirit Sense toward them, letting his intent guide their movement.
Rlyis and Eno watched intently as the fish responded in perfect synchronicity to his gaze and attention, their movements precise and fluid, following every subtle shift in Lassim’s Spirit Sense’s focal point.
Eno’s expression turned thoughtful, his gaze fixed on the fish as he seemed to weigh Lassim’s words. "So it’s your Spirit Sense that binds them to your mana. It’s a natural extension of your own mana control, rather than something forced."
He looked to Rlyis, "If we can somehow anchor a construct to Spirit Sense, it might be able to respond and display intent directly, just as these fish do. Spirit Sense must be the deciding factor when it comes to the creation of intent in general."
Rlyis exhaled, her fingers tracing the faint lines of the engraving she’d been working on, brow furrowing as she considered Lassim’s discovery.
Beside her, Eno studied Lassim’s fish intently, his eyes narrowed in concentration.
"If Spirit Sense really is the link between your mana and intent," Rlyis began, "then we’re facing a different challenge altogether. Spirit Sense isn’t like mana or energy that you can channel into something else; it’s part of you. How do you connect something so personal to a construct that’s purely mechanical?"
She looked at Eno with a questioning gaze, "How would we even begin?"
Eno crossed his arms, his gaze drifting from Lassim’s mana to the empty plates and construct skeletons and scattered ingots on the workbench.
"To try to force Spirit Sense into something that isn’t alive, that doesn’t naturally resonate with it… it’s almost like asking a mirror to hold your thoughts," he said as he thought about how to make this possible. "Spirit Sense is connected to the self, to awareness—it’s a perception and an effect of a cultivator’s mana reaching a certain threshold of innate spiritual pressure, not a tangible element or something you can program like an array."
Lassim watched the two of them discuss the problem while feeling the enormity of the task set before them.
As he tried to imagine his own Spirit Sense merging with the cold, lifeless structure of a construct, it seemed absurd, almost laughable.
Spirit Sense was as much a part of his mind as his thoughts were. How could it be tied to something outside of him, something that didn’t even know what Spirit Sense was?
"It seems a bit ridiculous," he admitted, looking at the tiny fish still darting around in his mana. "They follow my Spirit Sense, but that’s because they’re born out of it. It’s natural for them. A construct… it would need more than just a command, more than a piece of my energy."
He lifted his head and looked back at Rlyis and Eno. "It would need a way to understand Spirit Sense on some level. But is that even possible?"
Rlyis nodded in agreement of how difficult the issue was, "Even if we tried to ’embed’ some sense of connection, it might not mean anything to a construct." She tapped her fingers against the table, her thoughts racing. "We’re asking a machine to be aware of something it has no frame of reference for."
"Maybe the problem," Eno added, "is that we’re still thinking of Spirit Sense as an addition. What if it needs to be integral to the construct’s design? Not just something added to it through an array, but something it’s built to resonate with from the start."
Rlyis raised an eyebrow, considering this idea. "And how would you even begin to design something like that? Like we said, the problem is that Spirit Sense isn’t like mana—it’s personal, intangible." She sighed, glancing at Lassim.
"You can’t engrave Spirit Sense. You can’t write down Spirit Sense in an array and tell the machine to just magically have it. Even if we found a way to replicate it, we wouldn’t be able to make it truly ’see’ or ’sense’ us or use it effectively."
The weight of the impossibility settled over them, a silence filled with their shared realization. To expect a construct to tap into it, to feel it without understanding… it felt like trying to teach a stone to speak.
"It’s like teaching a sense to something that has no senses," he said finally, voicing the impossibility they all felt.
"Exactly. We’d be trying to create an artificial awareness. Constructs aren’t aware, and that’s not something we can change with mere mechanics."
Eno tapped the table with a thoughtful rhythm, his face thoughtful as he weighed their options. "Unless… we somehow created an anchor, something that could ’translate’ your Spirit Sense in a way the construct could understand. Some kind of proxy that could carry a Spirit Sense and the intent to it without requiring true awareness."
Rlyis looked intrigued but skeptical. "A bridge between Spirit Sense and the array, you mean? Some kind of… vessel to store it?"
Eno nodded slowly. "But not a vessel in the way we think of one. I mean something designed to hold and transmit Spirit Sense, like a mind of its own of sorts. It would have to be a structure that resonates with Spirit Sense somehow."
Rlyis shook her head, the enormity of Eno’s suggestion hanging in the air. "But even if we managed to create something like that, what would we use? And more importantly, would it even work?"
Lassim, caught between admiration and confusion at the idea, tried to imagine such a vessel—a mind within a construct, perhaps. But the complexity felt overwhelming for what little he knew about arrays as an apprentice. This was way above his foundational knowledge, but at least he felt a bit satisfied, like he’d helped somehow.