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:

the way for us and show us what it can do. I’m curious to see if it’s as useful as

long time to showcase this cutting-edge technology for you guys… Help me open the sluice gate, my little treasure is about to set

Scott waved his right

wall, crawled into the crack of the door Kent

in place, closed his eyes, his eyeballs rolling under his eyelids,

Hmm, I can see the condition of the Third Underground Level. It’s 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

Kent reminded him:

heard that the control range of alchemical constructs

I have a control range of about

last time we were here? A part of the hallway floor on the lower level seems

expression changed, and

hole? Give me a rough

Scott maintained his closed-eyed

through the Underground Layer 2

hole more than two meters

spider has to walk on the wall to

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

spider fall into the hole… Alright, it’s passed the hole…

in pain, blood pouring from his nose, and his

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

Scott?” Kent asked in a

spider! It was shattered in