In the previous life, he was the favorite of the group, and in this life he saved the common people!

Everyone's hearts were filled with awe for life - Mo Zu used his life to explain what the way of a Mohist is.

He can neither devour the "old gods" to strengthen himself.

Then, if he grabs it and goes in, there is only one possibility left!
There is absolutely no way it is for the sake of fortification, forcing it to experience that mysterious power, giving myself a bad state at present and increasing the risk of escaping.

Rather, live with it and study it!
It was obvious that he had reached the point where it was difficult to even speak, but he was still like a young man, happy to see the hunter, eager to find something new, no matter what, he grabbed it and started to do it.

So, under the admiring gaze of everyone, the chest of "Luban No. [-]" closed again, covering the entangled mysterious power and the deep space again.

It is difficult for anyone to spy on what kind of research the so-called "Old Immortal" will do by Mo Zu, who is struggling to survive...

"Let's go!" Xiao Dongxi urged everyone again and walked behind the door, "Don't hinder Mo Zu from studying."

This time, no one stopped and everyone followed Xiao Dongxi and continued moving forward.

Only Gong Chumo, looking back as he walked, felt some seeds sprouting in his heart.

He didn't worry about whether Mo Zu would accept him as his disciple or not - it didn't matter whether he accepted him or not, it didn't stop him!
Anyway, he has already planned to stay here and not leave!If you don’t learn everything from Mohism and surpass your idols, you will never come out.

He was thinking about an absurd possibility: could he convert Mo Zu into a member of the Tianwen clan and live in another form.

After all, for Mo Zu, being able to live and learn until old age, and pass on knowledge while also updating and creating knowledge is far more interesting than living a physical life.

Gong Shumo did not give up this absurd idea. He stared at the violent heaving chest of "Luban No. [-]" and secretly vowed: "Next, I must think hard about it - look at me!"

As if feeling Gong Chu Mo's determination, Mo Zu's unpleasant robotic voice spoke again, and only in the courtyard, the harsh word "good" vibrated.

Under Xiao Dongxi's envious gaze, Gongshu Mo turned back step by step and stepped into the world behind the door.

One step, one moment, one moment, one lifetime.

After everyone entered the door, they felt that the world was spinning. When they looked at it again, everything around them had changed.

Behind them, "Luban No. [-]", who was lying there counting the stars, had disappeared along with the entire courtyard.

If everyone hadn't been sure that from the time they came in until now, it was definitely just a matter of breathing, I'm afraid, they would really have thought that they had been distracted for so long that they came to a completely unfamiliar world without even realizing it.

Different from the previous tightly guarded and oppressive atmosphere, this is a passionate and unrestrained world that belongs entirely to workaholics.

What caught everyone's eyes was a giant workshop shrouded in a magic circle dome.

There was a lot of noise inside, as hundreds of craftsmen were busy doing their own thing, sometimes discussing and discussing, sometimes lost in their own world and working on the materials.

Everything seemed chaotic yet orderly.

What was displayed in front of Xiao Dongxi and others were pictures of many craftsmen as protagonists engaged in business in full swing.

They were so dedicated to their work that they treated people like Xiao Dongxi who came in from the outside as nothing.

Right next to Gong Shu Mo, there was a strong middle-aged man who was using a hammer to repeatedly test the elasticity of a small device - Gong Shu Mo recognized that this was the "spring" he had wanted to make for a long time.

Beside the little girl, there is a craftsman with slender fingers, who is carefully carving the pattern of a magic circle for a certain mecha component.

His fingers are nimble and steady, and he pays careful attention to every detail. It seems that what he makes is not just for use, but a work of art.He would also discuss and argue with the strong middle-aged man, and try to assemble the springs with the mecha parts in his hands.

Obviously, both of them have their own strengths and this is cooperation.

Until they assembled the parts and springs, completed the testing, and started new work, no one raised their heads and looked at Xiao Dongxi and the others.

Faced with this situation, Xiao Dongxi was obviously used to it.

She just smiled and gathered everyone together, and then led everyone around to look around.

There is no need to be silent, this place is already noisy, and a few more noises will not be too much at all.

There is no need to be cautious, everyone is very busy, who cares what you are wandering around!
The village chief is here?It's not her first time here!

Say something if you have something to say, don’t make any noise if you have nothing to do... I’m busy...

As for people coming from outside, what kind of safety awareness should we have inside?
For them, as long as they don't get killed by things they made, this is the safest place in the world!
If even this place can be invaded by outsiders, it only means that the Yue Village is over and the Northern Territory Hero City is also cold.

Then no matter how careful everyone is, no matter how safe they are, it's useless. They can only follow Liangliang and have nothing to say.

While Xiao Dongxi led everyone here and there to look here and there, he asked Gongshu Mo: "Don't tell me now that I treat him lightly!"

Among all the people, only Gong Chumo is not just looking at things, but really understands the essence of their creations.

When Xiao Dongxi was talking to him, he was immersed in the world of manufacturing and couldn't extricate himself. He opened his mouth and just said "Ah" casually, but there was nothing more to say.

Treat lightly?How can you say that you should be treated lightly!
There are nearly a hundred craftsmen here, and everyone is working intently. Who would care about Xiao Dongxi?

They can have such a working environment, just immerse themselves in creation and research, and ignore the affairs of Kyushu. It can be said that it is all due to Xiao Dongxi's painstaking efforts over the past few decades.

Are they treating Xiao Dongxi lightly like this?
If Gongsu Mo said it again, he would definitely change his mind. This is the spirit of a craftsman - being intoxicated in creation is precisely the greatest respect for her.

At this point, Gongshu Mo has completely understood and will no longer worry about Xiao Dongxi's attitude towards Mo Zu.

Does a person like Mo Zu need Xiao Dongxi to give him dignity?
Not dragging his feet, not wasting his energy, and going all out to help him fulfill his wishes is the greatest respect for him.

Seeing Gongshu Mo in such a state, Xiao Dongxi said no more, and only said lightly: "You're not going out with us, are you?"

Gongshu Mo heard this sentence clearly, it was exactly what he was thinking, and he nodded immediately: "I will stay, all based on my ability!"

Xiao Dongxi nodded in agreement: "Then find a workstation by yourself and start working on it."

"They no longer distinguish between Gongshu and Mo. They are all master craftsmen."

"If you have any questions, feel free to ask, but remember that wasting their time is seeking money and killing people."

"Three meals a day, as well as daily routine, will be taken care of by dedicated personnel."

"Go away!"

After Xiao Dongxi finished speaking in one breath, he left Gongshu Mo alone and continued to move forward with everyone.