Demon Change the Earth

Shangjing Spiritual Research Institute.

The first workshop for mass production of blockers.

The roaring mechanical sound roars, countless bearings are exposed in the air and continuously rotate. The huge blades are constantly stirred in the container. The semi-finished products sent from the conveyor belt first enter the heating chamber to melt, and the spirituality that volatilizes passes through. The condensing equipment extracts and then becomes a kind of "air" that the naked eye and equipment cannot observe.

One by one, big, small, strange-shaped "air bags" are conveyed out through the conveyor belt, and then dumped into different mixing containers one by one according to a certain proportion.

The solution and the complex spiritual formula fully reacted, different, intense, mutual fluctuations and diffraction interference of spiritual fluctuations appeared, and the visible color light gradually swayed to every inch of the workshop.

In the general control room, experts and officials of all sizes were extremely nervous.

Yang Lan stood in front of the monitoring equipment, and the surrounding apprentices looked at everything in the picture in awe.

"Reactor No. 1 is normal!"

"The connection path is normal!"

"Control unit No. 6 is overloaded, alarm level two, alarm level two!"

"Pour blocking agent right away!"

"Pouring blocking agent, pouring, 5% concentration, alarm energy level dropped, first level interference, troubleshooting success!"

There was a relieved voice behind Yang Lan.

"Monitor all units at all times, and work hard!"

"Yes!"

The wall composed of monitoring screens shows that the production process of each unit has entered the final stage. Once successful, mass production of blocking agents will become possible. Then, the cornerstones of modern civilization can be maintained to a certain extent, and social productivity will not There was a big step back.

This step is too critical. From the highest level to the bottom of every researcher, they are all worried and waiting for the news of the success of the experiment.

"Condensation begins, condensate begins!"

"15% progress, 15% progress!"

"The production capacity is expected to be only 50% of the design."

"Where is the problem?"

"I don't know, computers are not so simulated!"

"Not good, the spiritual concentration is overloaded again, the overload is level 3, level 4, level 5!!"

Yang Lan stepped forward abruptly, grabbed the control communicator, and shouted: "Turn on the attached energy absorbing equipment immediately and give me all my strength to "drain the flood"!

"The auxiliary energy-absorbing equipment is abnormal, the central control link is disturbed, level 3, level 3!"

The complexion of everyone in the control room has changed drastically.

Yang Lan shouted again: "Open all vents!"

"The control link is not responding!"

"Then..."

"Cracking!!"

A large amount of electric sparks emerged from the screen wall, thick black smoke appeared, flames emerged, and large areas of snowflakes appeared on all the monitors!

boom!

On one of the screens, a fine metal flower grew on a reactor. The two-story big guy immediately fell over, and in the process of falling, it shattered like tofu!

The strong spiritual solution inside swayed out, and a large amount of spirituality turned into a dazzling glare, swallowing everything in an instant!

A dead silence!

With a sound of "pop!", all the lights went out, and the buzzing sound of high-speed rotation gradually became soothing. Slowly, all the bearings stopped running, and the trembling silver flowers saw stitches in and out of the workshop. A sea of ​​flowers!

"Failed!" Yang Lan said bitterly.

"I just said, this doesn't work, it doesn't work, you just don't believe it!" a gray-haired spiritual researcher exclaimed excitedly.

"I'm Sequence 8 and you're Sequence 9. Is it the line you said or the line I said?" Yang Lan replied unceremoniously.

"you……"

"Okay, you two, let's think about how to report to the higher level!" said an old man with a painful face, the highest official on the scene.

"Now we are in a dead end!" The oil lamp was lit, and the original lighting light scattered the messy darkness one by one. Yang Lan calmed down and said: "If you want mass production, you must use modern technology and modern equipment. , Modern control contacts and processes, but large-scale manufacturing inevitably needs to extract a lot of spirituality. Once the concentration of spirituality is too high, the loss of a tiny part means that the whole begins to disintegrate..."

"Can't we give up any modern craftsmanship? Pure handwork, in the way of sequencers?" said an apprentice from the side.

Yang Lan smiled bitterly and shook his head, "It is meaningless to not be able to mass-produce."

"Then what to do?" a scientist asked blankly.

"I don't know!" Yang Lan bowed his head sadly and said, "Maybe after promotion..."

"Haha..." or the gray-haired spiritual researcher said with a smile, "I said Master Yang, are you for the country or yourself!?"

"Humph!" Yang Lan glanced at him disdainfully, and said, "Sequence 7 only has the ability to cast spells. With the help of Mage Tower~www.wuxiaspot.com~, this problem may be solved."

The highest official listened and asked thoughtfully: "Is Sequence 7 all right? Can others do it?"

"It is best to be a spiritual researcher, of course, you can also try other ways."

At this time, the secretary who had reported to his superior returned and whispered a few words in the ear of the highest official.

"Don't be frustrated. In any case, this blocking agent must be mass-produced...It's almost three months, comrades, the whole country is still a mess. Communications, networks, power transmission, transportation and logistics are all facing major tests and security risks... …We have no way of retreat. This retreat is to the point of going out by walking and communication by roaring."

"As for Sequence 7, it will be there soon. This person is also very familiar to you. Just got the news that he has been promoted in the jungle of Daxinganling."

"Ma Liang?" Yang Lan asked knowingly.

"It's him!" The top official nodded, his eyes flickering and complicated, "The first case of Sequence 7 in the country, now it's a baby bump!"

"It's just...Is they willing?"

"A joke!" said the gray-haired spiritual researcher, "If you are willing or unwilling to do such a major event, immediately send a telegram to tell the Northeast and let this horse come back quickly..."

This person is really...

Not only Yang Lan frowned, but everyone else was the same.

"Elder Wu, you can't say that, you still have to fully consider his personal situation and wishes. Of course, we can't treat him badly, just give him some satisfaction in other aspects!"

Yang Lan shook her head secretly in her heart.

After returning, I used a satellite phone to contact a student who was recently assigned to the Northeast Bureau, gave a vague explanation, and hung up.

Sequence 7!

Cast!

Yang Lan touched his eyebrows, feeling the thinner and thinner chill hovering, and then smiled.