"Looking at your dark circles, you must have had insomnia again last night."

The brown color on Oriana's eyes is the traces left by staying up late.

"If you don't sleep well, you will be like this. If you don't know how to mess up a breakfast, let alone make a prosthetic."

Geno directly grabbed the spatula and prepared to make a Chinese breakfast by himself. He would get tired of eating too much European food.

"Ahhh, I'll wash my face and wake up."

Oriana stamped her feet in annoyance, untied her apron and threw it to Geno.

"By the way! Jeno, have you noticed the abnormality of last night, the scale of the energy meter climbed wildly."

"Everyone is sleeping, who will pay attention to that? It's only you, the night owl."

"Hmph! A little bit!"

"It should be... meow meow?"

"I'm going to give it a little bit!"

...

Last night, Oriana was not the only one who stayed up all night.

Jace stood in his workshop, constantly testing the crystal from Shurima in front of him, and the skylight above his head was sprinkled with bright moonlight.

This Shurima crystal is the reward for Stanwick to let Jace travel to Zuan. It is blue all over. After thousands of years of wind and sand baptism, the surface is smooth, round and extremely hard.

Jace told Professor Stanwick the essence of Victor's storm polymerizer, who said that the invention was actually just a spellcaster who was stumbled.

But Stanwick remained suspicious until yesterday the storm that swept across Zuan, and this mysterious climate slapped Jace in the face.

Faced with Stanwick's ridicule, Jace just looked coldly and focused on studying Shurima Crystal. He knew that Victor would never have invented a weapon of this level.

No matter what, storms cannot be generated through technological means.

Others don’t understand Victor, don’t he understand?

During the days of getting this crystal, Jace conducted various tests on the crystal, including but not limited to:

Put it on the gear centrifuge;

High temperature burning followed by rapid freezing;

Repair, observe, and propose various assumptions;

Bang the zoom copper ruler with your head.

Obviously, Jace wasn't used to working so hard: this damn crystal was the first thing that he could not figure out even if he had to do anything smart.

For the first time, he also realized the feelings of his peers when they faced difficult problems and encountered their own bottlenecks.

He felt frustrated and unfair.

If there was an arrogant inventor around him at this time, he would probably feel worse.

And this happens to be what he himself often does to others.

Jace realized that although he felt that the ideas of his fellow scholars were worthless, they never gave up. They never stopped exploring and research, and it was this spirit that forged Piltwolf's progress and development.

If they refuse to give up, Jace decides that he shouldn't give up either.

Maybe he should try to be kinder.

The genius' competitive spirit was aroused, and this long-lost feeling was only experienced during the cooperation between Jace and Victor.

Jace began to think about this from a completely new perspective.

Last night he had a sudden idea that if he didn't use the entire crystal to test it, could he make some bolder attempts on its small pieces?

Jace chisels a piece of debris and suspends it in a liquid metal alloy.

The moment he activates the metal, the crystal fragments suddenly make a huge and thick sound, almost breaking Jace's eardrum.

The crystal emitted huge heat, and the instant brightness almost made Jace blind.

The effect was completely unexpected, it was a dangerous experiment, but it was an improvement.

Jace couldn't suppress the smile on his face until the moonlight shone under the skylight turned into dawn.

...

Late at night, Victor stood alone in an abandoned factory and performed craniotomy on the patient day and night.

Britz has been recycled and repaired, and then it returned to the trench according to its own wishes to carry out pollution treatment. Zuan's pollution is always endless, so the operation was carried out by Victor alone.

On the temporary operating table, Victor's hands were smooth and he used a saw knife to cut the patient's skull.

The body organs of these severely ill patients have completely failed, and this sick body has become a burden. If left alone, it will only drag down the work efficiency of the toxin dialysis device, and will also allow toxins to take advantage of and invade the brain.

In order to save these people, Victor had to take a last resort.

Transplant the patient's brain into the mechanical body, and their bodies could no longer be preserved, so Victor could only retain their consciousness.

But when he opened his skull, he found himself one step slower.

Toxins have invaded the brain!

The knife in Victor's hand was still stable, and his mood was calm.

This is the benefit of eliminating emotions. He will not miss things because of self-blame, nor will he disturb his thoughts because of surprises beyond expectations.

Ruthless, and impeccable at the same time.

Victor immediately thought of an emergency plan, so he immersed the patient's brain in the head of a robot filled with nutrient solution, and then connected to the toxin dialysis device.

After no longer being responsible for the body, the efficiency of the toxin dialysis device will be improved immediately, but it is still not enough. His existing technology is not qualified for this job, and the toxins will still rag on slowly in the brain. If the work efficiency of the toxin dialysis device cannot be greatly improved, these people will die.

He knows what he needs.

A piece of Hex crystal!

Only the Hex crystal can provide such huge amount of energy, which can allow the toxin dialysis device to bear the toxin filtering work of dozens of brains.

However, he does not have the financial resources, and the ordinary Hex crystal cannot meet this requirement.

Hex crystals are divided into natural and artificial, and the latter's energy reserves and power releases are far inferior to the former.

Artificial crystals are already extremely expensive, and natural crystals, as non-renewable resources, are even more expensive.

Just as Victor was thinking about how to obtain a large amount of artificial crystals, the Hex energy meter on the workbench suddenly vibrated and the energy index rose rapidly.

The Hex Energy Meter is a tool that every inventor will be equipped with to measure the intensity of energy radiation in the environment. The energy meter only has an induction to Hex Technology and does not work for magic or alchemy technology.

Such a huge energy surge interrupted Victor's thoughts. He looked up at the city above his head, Piltwolf, the source of the energy surge.

Victor realized that this was the energy he needed, and was it prepared for him at this time?

Without any hesitation, after resettling the patient, Victor left the abandoned factory and followed the source and walked quickly towards Piltwolf.

In addition to routine maintenance, Screaming will run all day.

Standing in the cabin, Victor ignored the strange sight of the other passengers, stood quietly at the cabin door, preparing to leave the cabin immediately as soon as he arrived at Piltwolf.

This mechanical monster whose hair has been transformed almost all of its body, this extraordinary outfit attracted everyone's attention.

Even the bishops who evolved gloriously did not have such an exaggerated mechanization proportion.

"Hehe! This is the first time I have seen someone with three hands. I wonder if it will be stronger than my third leg."

At the instigation of a bad friend, a drunk young man shakingly rubbed over and touched Victor's third hand on his shoulder, trying to confirm whether it was really or pretending to scare people.

As his smell of wine smothered into Victor's nose, Victor quickly turned around and pushed it, without letting him touch his slender third hand.

"Damn Zuan, what's wrong with touching you? I'm going to break your third hand off and grab your back today!"

The young master grinned, and the half-full bottle in his hand was swung at Victor. The shimmer wine of Zuan, which emitted a faint fluorescent light, spread a gorgeous galaxy in the air.

In response to this, Victor did not move, his eyes were cold. The third hand on his shoulder suddenly stretched out and leaned forward to grab the bottle. Then the laser light burst out in the palm of his hand. The bottle exploded and the laser light penetrated, leaving a trace of melting on the grid metal floor beside the drunkard's crotch.

The laser came to an abrupt end because after a little more, it was about to cut through the drunkard's third leg.

The yellow urine couldn't help but flow out, dripping on the molten floor, the orange-red molten iron quickly cooled down and blue smoke came out.

"Arriving in front of you, Piltwolf!" The bells arriving at the station rang on time and the administrator's shout.

Victor turned his head and said nothing, leaving the cabin first, leaving only the back of his stern cloak, printed on the glass scraps all over the ground.
Chapter completed!