133 Metal Compass

The Island was static, and if new things came, it made everything based on its disposition without knowing the standard, except if the standard were explicitly provided. Most often, Elias has to show it.

Elias stood with a spear in his hand, he was going to obliterate anything that may disturb the room formation before, but now, he was going to do it himself.

He swung the metal spear and smacked the 4 × 4 room and it cracked immediately. And then, the cracks healed visibly before he swung again.

Crack!

Crack!

Crack!

He slammed and it cracked then it healed until it no longer cracked with the amount of strength he was applying.

He increased the strength and the circle repeated itself. This went on for an hour and then Elias stepped back, grabbed a flask of water and drank from it.

The Island was using him as its energy source to repair itself, so basically he was tiring himself.