"How is going? Everyone?"

Walking into the basement and looking at the various metal materials in front of you, Yi Ming asked helplessly to everyone who was working.

“It’s so troublesome.”

Lord He Yan raised his body from a pile of garbage and threw a piece of scrap iron next to him.

"Although I admit that your idea is indeed good. Lord Yiming, it's really too difficult."

The Lord of the Dark put down the materials in his hand and said to Yi Ming in a rare tone mixed with helplessness.

“Even if we collect these rags from the Marco Empire, it doesn’t mean we can make what you say.”

The Lord of Green pointed at the green in dissatisfaction, obviously looking at her appearance, she was already exhausted.

"Wugu Aini said nothing, but instead lay comfortably on the pile of scrap iron, raised her head and yawned, and fell into a deep sleep again. Anyway, this matter had nothing to do with her.

No one would have thought that at this moment, four chanting members gathered together in the underground of Azus City.

In fact, the reason why they would wander around and gather in Azus City in Iming was for some special reasons.

Since destroying the Hell Gate of the Wild Canyun, the chanting commanders have been looking for ways to better deal with the devil. Their strong and lethal power are second to the point, but the annoying taint pollution of the demon is an indelible cloud in the hearts of the chanting. Unless they voluntarily regain the divine nature and become real gods, even the reincarnation of these gods will have no way to pollution caused by the devil. Even the undead summoned by the necromancer will be polluted by them and become the help of the other party. Therefore, the chanting commanders urgently need to find a way to fight this pollution. Every painful war with the devil is precisely because of the devil's annoying traits, which has become a lasting tug-of-war. Even if they win, they will pay a heavy price.

And at this moment, Yiming and Bingyu made a suggestion to make these chants very interesting.

If that's the case, wouldn't it be better to create some lifeless soldiers?

Although it is easy to say, it is actually very difficult to act. As a magic empire, Leah has more or less some methods to create shameful figures. However, that kind of magic is basically an evil magic that forcibly seals human souls in props and drives them. Don’t talk about the consequences of this kind of magic, but when facing the pollution of the devils, it is powerless. Once the demon soul, as the core, is polluted, it is equivalent to adding troops to the other party in vain.

However, Yi Ming's suggestion was not the case.

"How about this? Isn't the devil's pollution ineffective on ordinary magic? So let's create such a shameful lever, for example, apply rotating magic on its joints to make it automatically rotate its arms and move. These magic should have no self-awareness and will not be polluted. These magics are all actions that change after they have an impact on themselves, so that they should be able to resist the pollution of the devils." Of course, this is not without any problem. Even if the singing makes them really create such a shameful lever. But if they don't have a sense of self-fighting, even if they keep walking into the devil's nest, they are just fun and novel toys.

But the final theoretical problem has been solved. After all, for the chanting, magic is their specialty, mental remote control. As soon as this concept was proposed by Yi Ming, they immediately understood the other party's meaning.

Of course, Yi Ming himself does not understand magic, and his knowledge of alchemy is no different from that of idiots, so he can only talk about what he thinks in his mind. Then he leaves the actual technical problems to these chanting players to solve. This kind of magic form similar to mechanical power is not difficult for Yi Ming. Anyway, he knows nothing about the operation of magic, so naturally there is a big difference between chanting players in terms of thinking. In short, as long as Yi Ming gets the theoretically feasible affirmation of chanting, it doesn't matter.

However, seeing the giant standing in front of them at this moment, let alone Yi Ming, even the ice fish showed a helpless expression.

"That's what you did. Considering that this is a result of singing that has made us sleeplessly for several days, Yi Ming politely swallowed the last two words back to his stomach.

"Is there anything wrong?"

Lord He Yan looked at Yi Ming in surprise.

"Didn't you say that Kitch? Although we don't know what Kitch is, since we have the word "personality", then there is no difference between doing the same thing as humans."

Whether a robot is a human is a question that can be discussed for a hundred years within the scope of philosophy, so Yi Ming wisely did not choose to refute it. But it is no wonder that the chanting masters think so. After all, even the puppets they make retain the general shape of humans and can make such things. But looking at the thing in front of him that looks like a discarded version of the transformed gold steel, Yi Ming couldn't help but feel a little depressed. The chanting masters have good hands-on ability, but the things they make are too "

In fact, this cannot be blamed on the Songs. They are used to using magic to simplify everything. The self-conscious shameful figure will never hit the west, and if it is asked to tear it down, it will tear it down, and if it is asked to kill people, it is not much better than the shameful figure without self-consciousness? Now Yi Ming and they give up the simple and convenient high-level magical creation and turn to create such low-level magical products. It is indeed difficult for these Songs to make. This is like a person who is used to using automatic aiming and night vision infrared guns. It is really troublesome to pick up the musket suddenly.

"We made it for a long time as you said. So far, we can't even move."

The dark Lord frowned.

"If this continues, it will be impossible to produce and use it at all."

If you really can make the transformed Jinganger, you won’t have to be afraid of any devil.

"Icefish, come on."

Yi Ming sighed helplessly, regretting that he had not explained it clearly with these chanting commands. After all, he did not understand these "technical problems" in magic. At that time, Lord He Yan was confident that there was no problem, so Yi Ming followed them.

After listening to Yi Ming's words, Bingyu walked forward and looked at the incomplete object in front of her curiously. Then, she stretched out a finger and gently tapped it.

Accompanied by a harsh roar, the huge steel creature began to change and transform. After repeatedly changing several forms, it gradually became simpler from the original complex form, and then finally stopped changing.

"This" What is this?"

Looking at the strange-shaped object in front of her, Lord Heyan opened his mouth wide in surprise. She walked to the monster, patted it, and looked again.

"I don't even have a head or a foot. How do I use this kind of thing?"

"And, its hands seem to be very long."

The dark Lord looked at the monster in front of him carefully and frowned slightly.

"Leave it to you.

Yi Ming, who had never expected the chanting to learn about mechanics, had to put the already written slaughter on the table. This was the result of his discussion with Ice Fish for two days and two nights. Of course, there is no conventional power in this world, and even electricity may not be able to be controlled. Fortunately, magic can always do something that science cannot do. Now, what chanting can do is to make this thing work.

It should not be difficult to make such a thing from the fact that there are so many things floating in the sky in the Leah Empire.

Yi Ming, who was busy explaining to the chanting commanders, did not pay attention. After retracting his hand, Ice Fish quietly retreated and stood in the corner. Her face was a little pale and seemed to be exhausted. She leaned against the wall exhausted and closed her eyes.

ap. "Singing?"

Aini opened her eyes and asked for a curious look at the ice fish, then her face changed slightly.

"Why?"

Bingyu opened her eyes in surprise, but after seeing clearly that it was Aini, she frowned again. She had nothing to say about her "love rival".

"Woo, Aini feels it, your soul light has become weaker? What happened?"

"nothing."

The ice fish returned to her usual appearance, with a calm expression. She hesitated for a moment and said nothing in the end.

"Miss Ainie, don't tell dad."

"Wugu, Aini didn't say anything else when facing the ice fish. She looked at the ice fish deeply again, then curled up again on the scrap iron and closed her eyes.

"It's finally done."

Yi Ming, who finally explained it clearly to the chanting masters, felt that he was just one or two big. He didn't understand the magician's theory, and the chanting master was also confused about his statement. As a result, the two sides discussed for a long time and finally had a decent result. After leaving the chanting masters who began to transform the theory again, Yi Ming left the underground laboratory dizzy. Bingyu followed him silently and held Yi Ming's hand tightly.

"Icefish, aren't you tired?"

Yi Ming looked at the ice fish in surprise. For the sake of this damn design drawing, he discussed with the ice fish for two days and two nights, and finally developed some results. Yi Ming could use brain manipulation to stimulate himself to stay awake, but the ice fish had not closed his eyes for two days. Although letting Mei Yahe use "structural coordination" for her can solve the problem. However, Yi Ming and Mei Yahe both believe that relying too much on ability is not a good thing. Moreover, now is not the same tense and dangerous day as before, so unless necessary, Yi Ming and others generally will not use their abilities to restore their bodies.

“A little tired.”

Icefish replied softly.

"I want to sleep with my dad."

"Okay, you should take a break, too."

Yi Ming gently stroked the ice fish's head, but soon he frowned.

"Mayalie has something to come to me, you go and rest first, I will be back soon."

"Okay, dad."

Looking at Yi Ming's figure as she was leaving, Bingyu's eyes were a little quiet, but she quickly shook her head. Then she turned around and walked towards her room. Although the physical and mental fatigue had already made Bingyu feel very uncomfortable, she did not show it. After all, there were few days left by Yi Ming's side, and she just wanted to seize this last happiness. But just as Bingyu walked into her room, her petite body suddenly shook and then fell to the ground.

"The mission is completed."

Svifa, who appeared beside the ice fish, smiled and raised his glasses. At this moment, a brilliant portal tearing the space appeared out of thin air.

"It's this lady."

Shihel walked out of it, she looked carefully at the magical image in the crystal in her hand, and then compared it to the ice fish.

"I really don't know what mess that male is thinking about, but he actually starts to like to kidnap the little girl?! Isn't this little devil the woman of that man? Or is it that the damn male who wants to steal love from a knife?"

Aila stretched out her head from the portal and looked around with caution.

"Miss Aila, I think you should be very clear that you don't mean this way."

"Yes, yes, yes, anyway, you two are his pets, so they must be talking to him.

Take people away quickly. I feel that there are a few very powerful existences here, and I don’t want to cause any light to disperse.
Chapter completed!