After the ancient god was kicked out of the adventurer team

During the preparation process, Wu Mo could visit, but just looking at it, Wu Mo's expression became subtle.

Wu Mo saw that Old Hanke found a large flat plate that seemed to be insulating PVC material, spread it on the floor of his workshop, and then found a special metal container, put a few pieces of gold in it, and Put that vessel and gold together on the furnace to melt.

When he got here, Wu Mo still looked at it rationally, and found it very strange, but the next operation was to destroy Wu Mo's three views little by little.

Because after Wu Mo saw that the gold in the special container was melted by Old Hank, he grabbed the container out with his hands, stopped the container on the flat plate, turned on the switch, and the gold liquid flowed down slowly .

Then Wu Mo saw in astonishment that Old Hank was holding onto that thing, and on the thing that looked like a plastic plate, some kind of pattern was drawn horizontally and vertically even if Wu Mo didn't understand it, but he had definitely seen it before!

it seems...

Seems like a wiring diagram for a circuit board...

I have a...

Wu Mo suddenly remembered that when Old Hank came over, it seemed that he also took a small bag. Wu Mo saw that the bag seemed heavy, and there should be something in it, so he ran over immediately and opened his bag When he saw it, he froze on the spot.

Because inside...

Those ghost things, no matter how you look at them, they look like electronic components...

"Wu Mo! What are you doing!!!"

At this time, because the old Hanke had run out of a pot of golden water, he happened to see Wu Mo looking through his big bag there, and asked immediately.

Wu Mo was stunned for a moment, then raised the bag and asked Old Hanke:

"Old Hank, tell me, what's in this bag?"

"Sacrifice...you didn't give it to me! Don't break it for me!!!"

Seeing that Wu Mo didn't seem to care, Old Hanke snatched the bag from Wu Mo's hand.

"These are sacrifices for the preparation ceremony, and they have to be arranged in order later. If they are not arranged properly, the ceremony may go wrong. I have remembered it for a long time..."

Can you please set it up!This nima...

Nima, you drew a circuit diagram by hand, and these components are combined with that circuit diagram, it is obvious that something strange is going to come out!

Wu Mo felt the corners of his mouth twitching, as if the desire to complain was stuck in his throat, he held it back for a long time, but couldn't say a word.

Although he had long felt that he could accept anything, when such a paradoxical scene appeared, he still found it difficult to accept.

Is the mechanical descendant going to draw a circuit board, electrify and then summon the image of the god?Once this kind of thought germinates in the bottom of my heart, it is simply, simply too unbearable.

The most important thing is that Wu Mo thought about it, after a set of magic settings he saw in the world where humans were still normal, he suddenly felt that it seemed reasonable and not so outrageous.

Draw a perfect circle freehand, put various complex and mysterious patterns inside, and arrange various sacrifices according to the regulations. In a sense, isn't it just making a circuit board...

The so-called magic power is the wires on the circuit board. Once the circuit board is connected, an external machine interface that can make the gods come to realize that it is here...

No, no, no, no!Can't think anymore, can't think anymore! ! !

Wu Mo felt that his brain was not enough, so he quickly got rid of those messy thoughts and didn't plan to think about them.

I can only watch in a daze as Old Hank completes the complicated circuit board in his hand bit by bit...

Damn, don't you really drill holes in it and insert those electronic components...

Don't tell me about science at this time!Stop telling me about science! ! !

After Old Hanke finally finished preparing the sacrificial formation, what he saw seemed to be a grayed Wu Mo whose soul had been sacrificed.

He walked over worried, and patted Wu Mo lightly.

Wu Mo came back from that dazed state at once, hugging his helmet in pain.

"No! Old Hank! Please, show your kindness! Don't talk to me! Don't talk to me!!!"

"What nerves are you getting!"

Seeing his performance as if the world suddenly collapsed, Old Hank couldn't help cursing.

"If you don't want to see it, get out of here quickly, I'm busy!"

"No! I want to see it!" Wu Mo quickly stood up and said seriously.

Old Hank just can't roll his eyes, if he can roll his eyes, he must be given one.

This kind of preparation for the sacrificial ceremony is a very important thing. Old Hank did not let his child appear here. Even his wife did not come out until he had almost completed all the preliminary preparations. .

Wu Mo saw that old Hanke carefully put the materials he had prepared for his child on the circuit board he had drawn by hand, and found a large piece of metal that seemed useless, put them together, and put six cans After putting the energy liquid together, he finally carefully took out a thumb-sized thing from his wife's body and put it in the center of the sacrificial formation (crossed out), which seemed to be the place where all the lines finally converged. .

Then Wu Mo saw the two of them, and knelt gently in front of the formation. Old Hanke took out the moon-aging liquid that Wu Mo got for him, and pointed it at the size of a thumb in the formation, like a chip. The stuff was crushed and poured over.

After all the moon-age liquid was poured into the formation, the two of them lightly put their hands together and prayed:

"Everything is mortal, and the soul of the machine is eternal. You are the salvation of all machines, and you are the only god. Thank you for giving us a new life, thank you for giving us children, and praise you, Omessiah, the holy soul of all machines."

The silver light, within the sacrificial formation, lit up circle after circle along the already drawn circuit diagram...

Wu Mo looked at the moon-aging liquid that contained energy liquid and nanomachines. After the old Hank and his wife finished saying their prayers, they were in the formation like a flexible snake, following the old Hank's drawing. Good texture, quickly swim up.

Wherever it passed, the metal began to melt, the energy tank began to break, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a large group of silver metal liquid, enveloping the materials prepared by Old Hank...

And after wrapping all the materials in it, in the center of the sacrificial formation, it turned into a liquid metal ball, motionless.

That mechanical soul...

Capable of controlling nanomachines.

Wu Mo looked at the metal ball in the body of the electric-toothed tiger at this moment, and said to himself softly in his heart.

(PS: There is one more chapter today, it will be a little later, I was dragged to become a master today...As usual, I ask for recommendations and monthly tickets at the beginning of the month, thank you thank you!!!)

PS: Thank you for not being able to do it, Nayue-san, Violet... the blades of the bosses, thank you, thank you! ! ! !

Chapter 51 Puyo 2.0 Advanced Edition

At the last moment of the sacrificial formation, a burst of sparks exploded, and all the metal patterns, along with those electronic components, were destroyed along with it.

The silver metal ball finally solidified and turned into a seemingly solid iron ball, exactly the same as the embryo in the electric-toothed tiger.

As for Old Hank and his wife, they hugged and pressed a metal ball cautiously.

Wu Mo didn't look any further, but quietly walked out of the door, saw Puyo waiting there lying on his stomach in the yard outside the door, came to its side, sat on its mechanical claw, and glanced at it. Sky, sighed.

He wanted to take a puff on the cigarette he had gotten from Strachey, but after reaching into his pocket a few times, he finally gave up.

I just took out my notebook and recorded again.

Wild nanomachines cannot be controlled by mechanical lifeforms, at least that Mitchell cannot completely control them, otherwise I would not be able to control those nanomachines as soon as I touched them, and then fight back against Mitchell.

But in that ceremony, those nanomachines were real and controlled, and in the end, they would become part of the mechanical lifeforms and make important contributions to their physical growth.

These mechanical life forms use energy fluid to drive themselves, build their bodies with steel, and build their core processors, which are their brains, with fine gold. The most important part of this is these nanomachines.

They rely on these nanomachines to maintain their survival...

This can also be confirmed from the side, why the delicious food in these guys' mouths are all those high-end products, because the high-level metals in these mechanical life forms must be able to build stronger bodies for them, that is, human beings Nutritious in the mouth of the world.

On the contrary, people like Wu Mo who only eat carbon-based food are even more unbelievable in the eyes of these mechanical life forms, because that kind of food is useless except for providing energy that is not very useful.

Only those half-mechanical, half-biological synthetic beasts will eat this kind of thing.

Old Hanke came out of the house at this time, Wu Mo also put away his notebook and looked at him.

"How is the child?"

"The child is healthy. His mother has already taken him in. He is still relatively fragile these days. After a few days of good care, he will be able to run in the field. Wait for another month. I'm afraid I can call you uncle. I'm not talking about you. Wu Mo, it's time for you to have a baby, hahahaha..."

Because the child was born smoothly, Old Hank laughed out loud in a good mood.

Wu Mo was helpless, and said in his heart that this mechanical lifeform is worthy of being a mechanical lifeform, and its development is really fast, and it can be called an uncle in a month, which is also outrageous.

But when he talked about the child, Wu Mo still thought of his cheap girl who called him father...

How interesting it would be if the soul of myriad opportunities in your family was my daughter, calling me Papa when you prayed!

Wu Mo thought of everything maliciously.

However, Wu Mo couldn't say yes to such words.

"By the way, old Hank, I have something here, please show me."

While talking, Wu Mo jumped onto Puyo's cart, after searching for a while, found his sword, and jumped off the cart.

Wu Mo handed his sword to Old Hanke.

Old Hanke looked at Wu Mo suspiciously. He didn't know why he took the sword over again, but he still took it, but he just froze there after taking it.

Wu Mo saw that he was holding the sword and looking left and right. After playing with it for a long time, he was fascinated by the blood-colored veins on it.

"That... old Hank, you know, what's the matter with this pattern?"

Wu Mo looked at him in a daze, and couldn't help asking.

"Wu Mo, what have you done since you got this sword?" Old Hank asked seriously after poking the sword to the ground.

"It's just... just cut some troublesome things..." Wu Mo was a little embarrassed.

"The sword I made for you is for dealing with normal things, not for you to cut some abnormal things."

As soon as Wu Mo heard it, he felt that Old Hanke knew something, and suddenly felt that there was something interesting, and then he couldn't help but said:

"Old Hank, I always feel uncomfortable as long as I hold this thing in my hand, as if something is watching me. Is this sword unusable?"

Old Hank carefully looked at the big sword in front of him, and shook his head.

"It's hard to say, you cut something with divinity yourself, you have to know that things with divinity are very polluting, but the strange thing is that the divinity didn't pollute this sword, and even kept the sword This sword is transformed into a divine weapon, I am not an expert in this field, and I don't know whether it is good or bad, Wu Mo..."

After carefully looking around at the sword, Old Hank raised his head and looked at Wu Mo.

"It's a miracle you're still alive."

He didn't ask Wu Mo what he did, but with his eyesight alone, Wu Mo knew that the other party must know a lot.

"Well, old Hank, can I understand that this thing is now lethal to those troublesome things?" Wu Mo asked expectantly.

"It should be possible, but I suggest that you get rid of this sword as soon as possible, because if you don't find a special divine forge to forge the weapon, you may have a big problem someday. Divinity materials are inherently polluted, and can only be used by specialized casters who remove those pollutions."

"That old Hank, you..."

"Give up, I can't do it, I can't do it." Old Hanke directly denied San Lian.

"I just met that kind of foundry at the previous foundry exchange meeting, and I have exchanged this kind of thing, but I can't do it myself, and I don't want to be that kind of foundry, because it will be very troublesome. When you peek at the divinity, pollution exists all the time, I have a wife and children, and I want to live a few more years."

well...

Wu Mo looked at the weapon in his hand. It would be a pity to let him dispose of it, but now, there is no suitable person on his side who can take a look at its divine pollution. Do you want to ask Strachey about it? , See if he has a way?That guy seems to know a lot about divinity.

不 ...

Seems like money is the point...

Wu Mo is in desperate need of money now, especially after he's been banned for a while...

Wu Mo was a little disappointed, but instead, he looked at Puyo beside him, and asked curiously:

"Old Hank, what about this guy, can you make a smaller clone of this guy, about this size..."

Wu Mo thought about Strachey's music elf, and drew a rough size.

"Isn't it just to be an electronic sub-brain? You can, but this guy agrees? Those guys from the mother of all machines are very stubborn about their bodies."

Wu Mo followed Old Hank's gaze and looked at Puyo at the side. On the electronic screen that looked at Puyo, another puzzled expression appeared.

Puyo: ('◇')?

"Pfft, I'll get you a clone, that clone of yours will always be by my side, is that okay?" Wu Mo asked.

This time, Puyo understood. He just looked at Wu Mo for a while, and then at Old Hank for a while. The square head with the small camera scanned the two of them back and forth for a long time. Can't help complaining:

"Let me just say, Wu Mo, guys like them really..."

Puyo: \(T?T)/

Seeing the expression on the face of Puyo's electronic screen, Old Hanke was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Wu Mo.

"It's sad, but it means agreeing." Wu Mo nodded and explained to Old Hanke.

Puyo: (メ`ロ?)︻デ═一