Listening to the angry tone of the great God of All Machines, [Mr. Brass]'s angry rock music immediately turned into mourning music, and he immediately replied:

"yes!"

The design mechanism of [Mr. Brass] is quite interesting. Are all the mechanical believers in the ancient city-state like this? I am now very curious whether their meetings are like a symphony, or if they each sing their own thing.

Xia Xiu couldn't help but complain in his heart.

"I need to give you a project here. You will be responsible for the technical design and engineering planning of the project." Xia Xiu gave his first instruction to [Mr. Brass].

"Project?" [Mr. Brass] stopped playing the music, but the sound in his body did not disappear. This time, the sound of a bell came from his body, and the bell swayed in a daze.

This guy is really noisy.

Xia Xiu looked at the noisy [Mr. Brass], stretched out his hand, and the new pheromone data flames flicked towards him.

Boom~

[Mr. Brass] only felt a crisp sound coming from his head. Then, a large number of engineering drawings, design plans, parameter reports, engineering materials and other related data poured into his mind, without any regard or pity for him.

Thousands of years old machinery.

【Puff~】

[Accepting a large number of data sources——]

[Start compression——]

[Start analysis——]

【Holographic Sight·Open!】

In a dark but quiet space, a machine made of brass lies quietly in the boundless nothingness. Its body sways gently, as if it is swaying in the invisible wind, even though there is no wind here

Place. Suddenly, a strange flame emerged from the unknown depths. It was composed of a matrix of countless squares. Those squares exchanged positions with each other in the flash, weaving a string of complex codes and algorithms, weaving a twist and jump.

Dance of Fire.

The mechanical body was launched into the swaying flame, and everything started with silence. The flame seemed to contain a strange power, conveying a series of data, drawings and information to it in a non-verbal way——

A kind of communication that transcends physical boundaries. Engineering drawings, design plans and data parameters that emerge out of thin air converge into a halo, shining in the "consciousness" of the machine, showing the blueprint and secrets of a giant automated crushing machine.

【Start analysis——】

The automated body is precisely constructed from 75-80% copper, 15-20% zinc, and trace amounts of nickel, lead and iron. It has an astonishing height of 93 meters and a heavy weight of approximately 2,100 tons.

[Mr. Brass] "saw" its internal structure - a cab, in which 160 different valves and levers are now silent in a broken posture; the limbs, which once relied on pneumatics, hydraulics, clockwork, etc.

Driven by a complex system; a nuclear reactor hidden inside the solid trunk once provided almost unlimited power to this huge body - however, they have now been reduced to dilapidated ruins.

The unspoken message echoed in the mechanical "thinking", and it understood all of this - the twisting flame brought not only knowledge, but also a call to mission.

In this sea of ​​fire made of data, it translates the surge of data in its mind, calculating and planning for the upcoming repair plan.

In this timeless space, Brass Mechanical began to repair the huge broken body with determination that came from nowhere.

He swam in the ocean of data, looking for methods and engineering plans to repair the body, and began to assemble mental armor for the upcoming challenges.

Every data block, every code, they are rotated and exchanged, forming the key to solving the problem and the flame of hope.

He is like an ancient craftsman, between virtuality and reality, weaving hope out of nothingness and building the future out of data.
Chapter completed!