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:

little guy to scout the way for us and show us what it can do.

technology for you guys… Help me open the sluice gate, my little

waved his right

spider moved from the floor to the wall, crawled into the crack of the door Kent opened, and vanished

closed his eyes, his eyeballs rolling under

all messed up, and there are dried bloodstains and sewage on the floor and the wall. We’re lucky there are no fresh muddy footprints near the stairway

Kent reminded him:

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

I know what I’m doing. I have a control range of about a hundred meters or so. If the

the ground last time we were here? A part of the hallway floor on the lower level seems to have collapsed, and I can see

changed, and he quickly

Give me a

maintained his

pointing through the Underground Layer 2 floor to the corridor

more than two meters

on the

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

excellent build quality, they couldn’t hear a thing, let alone the sound of the

not to let my little spider fall

blood pouring from his nose, and his eyes

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

Kent asked in a deep

little spider! It was