Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 231: 111. Cutting-edge Era_5

Noland Lee narrowed his eyes at Farrel Scott’s glove and cast the Deconstruction technique, his mouth twitching slightly.

It takes 150,000 Energy Points to deconstruct this glove?

Hiss.

Maybe I should pull out my revolver now and give the glove a few shots. Even if I can’t understand the panel information, it would be nice to get those 150,000 Energy Points.

Resisting the temptation of this “huge amount of money”, Noland Lee forcefully suppressed his inner impulse.

A worried team member said:

“If this alchemical construct becomes popular, will we security personnel lose our jobs?”

Farrel Scott laughed enigmatically, clearly thinking that the replacement of human security by alchemical constructs was only a matter of time:

“Well, you have a point. But there are still many difficulties to overcome before alchemical constructs can truly replace security personnel. Don’t be fooled by how nimble this little thing is; that’s just due to my skillful control. When the day comes that alchemical constructs can operate autonomously without the control of alchemists, then you guys should worry about your employment. For now, it’s too early.”

Don’t you alchemists fear an Al crisis?

Watching Farrel Scott’s arrogant display, Noland Lee’s mouth twitched slightly.

Kent coughed lightly and spoke up:

quit bragging, Farrel Scott. Control your little guy to scout the way for us and show us what it can do. I’m curious to see if it’s as

this cutting-edge technology for you guys… Help me open the sluice

waved his

the crack of the door Kent opened, and vanished into the dimly lit

closed his eyes,

in here. Good thing I installed the ‘Night Vision Rune’ on the little spider in advance. Hmm, I can see the condition of the Third Underground Level. It’s all messed up, and there are dried bloodstains

Kent reminded him:

range of alchemical constructs is limited. Don’t let it

know what I’m doing. I have a control range of about a hundred meters

part of the hallway

expression changed, and he

hole? Give me a rough

maintained

arm, pointing through the Underground Layer 2 floor to

than two meters in

little spider has to walk on the wall to get around

slowed their breaths, and looked in the direction Farrel Scott pointed, carefully listening to the sounds coming from

couldn’t hear a thing, let alone the sound of the little

my little spider fall into the hole…

from his nose, and his eyes shot wide open, filled with bloodshot veins,

on his hair, squatted on the ground, and began to tremble in pain,

Kent asked

attacked my little spider! It