"Is this the fruit?"

Turing hung the phantom limb in front of him, looked up and down, and brushed the fox that stood up and bit the phantom limb aside.

The spherical surface on the top of the entire phantom limb is filled with dense metal units, and gradually fades towards the root of the phantom limb, like densely crawling ants.

Turing pulled out the technology tree, and the technical value consumed 28 points.

Although this is nothing to the total amount of technology value Turing has now, compared to other technologies that have climbed in the real world, this number is a bit huge.

The sight returned to the illusion limbs that were bulging into a ball. Under Turing's attention, the tide of the black mechanical unit above slowly faded away, and a "fruit" stuck to the black metal drooped down.

Turing reached out and took the fruit.

The entire surface of the fruit has a dense layering feeling, with a little springy appearance. As it falls into the hand, a red light emits inside, and slightly arouses with those movable layers.

Compared with things like "fruit", it looks like some kind of metal fat bug.

On the top of the fruit, some fine clusters of phantom limbs were stuck. After Turing completely removed it, the red light gradually disappeared.

Holding it in his hand and swayed it gently, Turing could hear the obvious sound of liquid collision inside. Through the gap on the surface, he also saw one of the obvious large bubbles rising.

The phantom limb that grew fruit had returned to its original three-finger steel claw state. Under Turing's control, he poked it lightly on the laboratory bench and planted a simple container inorganic. Then he put the fruit in. The tips of several phantom limbs transformed into dense anatomical tools. After tinkering, the top of the fruit was removed.

The moment I saw the liquid inside, Turing's pupils shrank slightly:

"This is……"

A translucent liquid was introduced into the phantom limb container and shone with a blue sheen under the lights of the basement.

Huanliu poked out, opened the refrigerator in the basement, and Turing took out a large piece of frozen meat from it - this was originally the food of five flower branches.

After cutting off a small piece, Turing threw the rest to the branch of the demonic weapon that was spinning around the fox, as if thinking about how to get off his mouth. There was a sound of chewing frozen meat behind him, and the fox intended to scramble.

Ignoring the movements of the animals behind him, Turing threw the cut piece of frozen meat into the container.

Along with a rising bubble, the entire frozen meat surface erupted violently, turning into a large pile of chaotic metal clusters with irregularities at a speed visible to the naked eye.

“Deteriorate infiltration reaction.”

"This is a decarbonized stock solution."

The completely metallized "frozen meat" inside was taken out, and Turing encapsulated it in a small translucent box and placed it on the display cabinet on one side.

After conducting a series of biological tissue contact and injection experiments on this "juice", Turing completely confirmed that this thing is the decarbonized stock solution.

"The fruits produced by the ivy's phantom limbs directly gave birth to decarbonized liquid... The purity is not low in terms of quality, which is really unexpected."

Hanging his phantom limbs in front of him, Turing became deeply curious about the demonic weapons transformed into plants.

"The decarbonization liquid is essentially a purified body fluid of the demon god, that is, the liquid extracted from the blood of the demon weapon. It is not surprising that the phantom limbs can produce fruits filled with decarbonization liquid. If you really want to trace the source, only the demon god can answer it."

After comparing these "juices" with the original remaining high-concentration decarbonization stock solution, Turing used phantom limbs to temporarily create some containers with metal materials to store the decarbonization stock solution in it.

"The information I learned from the central control terminal is that decarbonizing liquid requires characteristic containers for storage, and now it can only be a temporary measure. It seems inappropriate to use a glass bottle for separate packaging before."

Afterwards, Turing tested the ability of the phantom limbs, and after two more fruits were produced, the phantom limbs completely lost their vitality.

After climbing, the extremely thick touch limbs began to collapse and become smaller, and the red light inside completely extinguished, as if they had entered power saving mode.

This state was relieved after recharging the phantom limbs, but it was obviously not completely eliminated. Turing's mind was always conveying a vague sense of weakness.

"I thought I had found a convenient way to avoid manufacturing extraction equipment, but it seemed that it was not possible. However, there was still a lot of technical value, so let's climb it up again."

Conjuring the technology tree, Turing once again spawned an icon at the top of the phantom limb and completely lit it.

And this time, 46 technical points were consumed.

The phantom limb burst out with strong disorders and pulsations. At the same time, Turing could feel a strong numbness and itch coming from the connection between the phantom limbs and the body. This strange touch made him unable to help but hold him to the ground, and he didn't even have time to pay attention to the changes in the phantom limbs.

When these strange feelings were completely over, Turing got up a little stiffly and felt a subtle change in his body.

There was a slight swelling behind it, and a trembling feeling as the pulse beats.

When Turing stood up completely and looked at the mirror next to him, he found his empty back.

He turned around in shock, and the mirror showed the state behind him.

The phantom limbs completely disappeared.

The back of the head and back are covered with tight exoskeletons, and the breathing lights of the [Tek Signal Transmitter] flashed on it. The coverage position of the entire phantom limb has almost not changed, but his entire spine seems to have turned into pitch black metal and is embedded in the center of the spine. Each gap lit up the red light of breathing.

With his thoughts injected, mechanical proliferation that could be seen by the naked eye burst out in large numbers behind him, and a phantom limb with a more complex structure compared to his previous state drilled out.

"It's thicker again, my back probably can't fit, so it replaced my spine and completely collapsed the body into it?"

No, no, it should be said that the symbiotic state of the phantom limbs gradually deepens with each stage and becomes closer to itself.

Thinking of this, Turing summoned the tech tree.

【Phantom limb reproduction period - silicon ground state fission】

The end of this technological line is no longer a new level of [mechanical proliferation], but a new name: [silicon ground fission].

"Is it because mechanical proliferation has been enhanced to a certain level, or has new abilities?"

One phantom limb after another was released behind him. From this state, the size and number of metal contact limbs seemed to have been broken, and there was no such thing as "subject phantom limb". The overall quality was naturally upgraded to another level, and the range that could be extended had already exceeded the 10-meter limit. Turing is now trying to walk a phantom limb that drilled out from behind and walked along the corner of the house for a week.

Adding a little more to the fineness of proliferation can now be as big as a real plant root.

However, the derived [molecular deciphering line] and [nerve connection cluster] have not changed much.

"It can 'collapse' and the basic quality is enhanced again, setting a record of minimizing proliferation. The claws have changed from three to four, and the internal [portable Tektronix Factory] is completely combined..."

These are changes, but Turing vaguely felt that the phantom limbs that evolved into the "breeding stage" were still wrong, and this "breeding stage" always made him feel a little bad.

And just then, he heard a call from the depths of his brain.

The contemplative Turing suddenly shuddered, which attracted the eyes of the demonic weapons who were full of food and drink.

Turing's eyes widened, and he could be sure what sound he had "heard".

To be precise, it is not like hearing, but more like conveying some kind of pheromone, which makes one understand the meaning.
Chapter completed!