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:

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

and see, Kent. I’ve been practicing a long time to showcase this cutting-edge technology for you guys… Help me open

Scott waved

floor to the wall, crawled into the crack of the door Kent

his eyes, his eyeballs rolling under his eyelids, and

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

Kent reminded him:

alchemical constructs is limited.

control range of about a hundred meters or so. If the ‘Perceptual Link’ becomes

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

expression changed, and

the hole? Give me a

Scott maintained

2 floor

more than two meters in diameter, cutting across the

on the wall to

their mouths, slowed their breaths, and looked in the direction Farrel Scott pointed, carefully

couldn’t hear a thing, let alone the

have to be careful not to let my little spider fall

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

head, clamped down on his hair, squatted on the ground,

wrong, Farrel Scott?” Kent asked

little spider! It was shattered

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