Forehead? Chang Ming subconsciously touched his forehead, and his fingers immediately touched something cold and hard. . 23 Now that the resonance crystal has completely cooled down, it fits seamlessly on Chang Ming's forehead, as if it should be there. The previous burning and pain have completely disappeared. However, Chang Ming could still feel that his mental power was suppressed by it, reaching about the level of Level 3A. The puppet's hand continued to move on the metal plate, and he said: "The resonance crystal has three main functions. First, it combines with the marrow of the god to suppress the mental power of the machine god. Second, there is a resonator above the resonance crystal. The resonator is connected to the crystal, and it can be found no matter where the crystal is. Third, the resonator suppresses our thoughts, and we don¡¯t know how to resist in front of it. ¡±Lack of communication for many years, the machine god puppet has become weak. I have lost a certain ability to express myself and cannot speak very clearly. But Chang Ming understood immediately based on his own situation. In other words, the resonator suppresses the crystals of its subordinates, making it impossible for the machine gods to escape, and even unable to resist in front of them! Chang Ming observed carefully and found similar amber crystals on the foreheads of the puppets, but their color was darker and almost integrated with the forehead itself. Chang Ming thought for a moment and then asked: "Do you have any other companions here?" The machine god puppets looked at each other and shook their heads: "We don't know. We have been staying here and have never gone out." They are The machine god who was alive when the black mist first appeared. Even if we don¡¯t know the specific time they arrived here, we can still imagine that they have stayed here for at least nearly ten thousand years. I have been working hard in a cave for nearly ten thousand years and have never left! What kind of feeling is this? It's not easy for them to still maintain their memory and communicate with Chang Ming like this. Chang Ming thought of something and was a little confused: "Can't you just go outside after getting a hundred red ochres? How come you haven't gone out at all?" After the puppet explained, Chang Ming understood that it was impossible to knock two random stones like he just did. It is not easy to find a piece of gold flowing honey at a glance. In fact. They often work all day long. It is also difficult to find a sufficient amount of ore, so you can only eat a whipping. When it comes to whipping, all the puppets of the God of Machines showed fear. Even though they looked like they were made of stone, they could still feel pain. That whip was designed just for them. The pain will be particularly amplified. Being tortured was like being in hell. There are some machine god puppets among them. Just because I can't stand this kind of torture for many years, I want to self-destruct and give up my life. "Can it succeed?" Chang Ming realized something. asked softly. The puppets fell silent, shaking their heads heavily and sadly. Yes, Chang Ming guessed it right, they simply couldn't give up their lives on their own. Even if they try their best to smash their own lives, the insect overseer can still take out their souls and inject them into new puppets. In order to punish them for this behavior, the souls that were taken out will be soaked in a special liquid for up to a year. This liquid will directly harm the soul of the machine god, causing extreme pain that reaches deep into the soul. This is the punishment for their disobedience! Chang Ming once made adjustments to his soul structure, and each adjustment was very painful. He knew very well what the so-called "extreme pain that reaches the depths of the soul" meant. At that time, the pain lasted for a day and a night, and it was already like being in an abyss, let alone a year! Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sympathize with these machine gods, and sighed: "It's not easy for you to maintain a clear will despite this kind of pain!" The machine gods smiled bitterly again. Gathering gold-flowing honey requires very meticulous work, so a conscious laborer is far better than a wooden one. The bugs have their own method to protect the souls of the machine gods. Of course, it goes without saying that this process is not going to be easy. After a few words, the footsteps of the insect patrolmen sounded again. The puppets of the God of Machinery suddenly dispersed and rushed to the side of the cave wall. The clanging sounds of knocking sounded immediately. Chang Ming thought for a while, then walked back and began to explore the place where the honey was produced last time. Xiaozhi sneered in his mind: "At first they used humans as slaves, but now it's their turn. I really want to ask how they feel when they look at you." Chang Ming smiled and said : "The cycle of nature brings unfavorable retribution. When you say this, I suddenly feel that there is a reason for what happened to thembut it is indeed a bit pitiful." XiaozhiAsked: "Then what are you going to do?" Chang Ming's men continued to work, and at the same time sorted out their thoughts in their hearts: "Of course, you can't act rashly. I don't know what the situation is here. Is it the black insect people? It¡¯s hard to tell the lair. So, I have to collect enough gold flow honey and go outside to take a look. "Xiao Zhi snorted and said sarcastically: "You are a good boy." Chang Ming said: "I am in a strange place. "It's better to be careful about the environment." The insect patrolmen walked quickly, their eyes coldly swept across Chang Ming's back, and they obviously didn't find anything strange, and left quickly. Chang Ming's men paused, and Xiaozhi immediately asked: "What's wrong?" Chang Ming did not speak, but put the mining pick aside and carefully pushed away the gravel with his hands. The cave immediately lit up, covered with a thin layer of brilliance. A faint, refreshing aroma fills the entire cave, announcing its presence powerfully. The puppets of the God of Machines turned their heads one after another. If they could make expressions freely, they would have incredible expressions on their faces. Another piece! It was difficult for them to collect the five pieces of red ocher to hand in the task in one day. Chang Ming had already found two pieces after a short while! What kind of luck is this! Chang Ming didn't pay attention to their expressions, but carefully picked up the piece of golden honey. A pleasant wave gently spread through his body. Softly nourishing his body and mind. Because of it, the discomfort caused by the resonance crystal on the forehead has been reduced a lot. Holding this piece of golden honey in your hand is like holding a bubble, swaying swayingly. The outer membrane isolates the communication between the inside and the outside, and the fluctuations appear a bit blurry. Chang Ming thought for a moment and was about to smash it to pieces. The machine god puppet that had been injecting him next to him immediately stopped him: "No!" Chang Ming turned his head and looked at him: "Why not? I want to see what this is. "The hand of the machine god puppet moved hurriedly: "As soon as the golden honey is dispersed, the fragrance will spread outside, and the insect supervisor will soon find out, and he will not only be whipped. Go to another place!" "Another place. Where?" The hand of the machine god puppet hesitated for a long time, obviously he couldn't find a suitable word to express it in these common words. He just held Chang Ming's hand tightly, and his intention to stop it was very obvious. Chang Ming thought for a moment. Hands down. He nodded and said: "Okay. I understand, don't be nervous." The machine god puppet was obviously relieved. Xiaozhi said: "Then don't do it in the mine, but do it in the machine factory. I don't believe it. They can also find it in the machine factory!" Chang Ming smiled and said: "You are right, but no Urgent, let¡¯s go out first.¡± He lightly brushed the surface of Jin Liumi with his fingers, put it into the box specially prepared by Ding Da, and put it aside. The puppets of the God of Machinery looked at the box with envy, but no one went up to grab it. Obviously, they had suffered a lot because of this before. Chang Ming¡¯s mental power firmly remembered the feeling of the golden flow of honey. Then, his mental power turned into a divine touch and penetrated into the cracks in the stone. When his mental power was not that strong, he had repeatedly trained the divine touch. Even if the level of mental power is now forced down, the subtlety of its operation is far beyond that of ordinary people. Not to mention that the use of mental power by machine gods is almost the same as using brute force. It is almost impossible to reach the level of Chang Ming without systematic training. An invisible filament keeps moving forward along the cracks in the stone, looking for familiar fluctuations. Soon, a vague breath passed by the front end, and this divine touch immediately rushed over like a falcon that found food. After a while, Chang Ming opened his eyes, picked up the mining pick and dug downwards. The rocks kept breaking in his hands. In the blink of an eye, another new piece of golden honey appeared, less than a mile away from the previous one. minute! ???????? This kind of level is something that the puppets of the God of Machines would never dare to dream of! Pieces of golden honey appeared one after another, and soon the box prepared by Ding Da was not enough. Counting, within half an hour, Chang Ming dug out as many as twenty-seven pieces of golden honey, almost one piece per minute on average. The puppets of the God of Machinery were surprised and envious at the same time. Chang Ming glanced at them, drew a few circles on the stone wall with his fingers, and instructed: "dig in here." The puppets of the God of Machinery were immediately overjoyed and started working one after another. Soon, they all gained something, and the mine was filled with joy. The inspection envoys passed by again, and Chang Ming stopped them unceremoniously: "Can you help me call Ding Da here?" The inspection envoys said coldly: "What happened? Chang Ming nodded and said, "The box is not enough. Let him bring another batch." " The inspection envoys glanced at each other and were surprised even by their indifference. The leader nodded quickly, the membrane under his cheek lifted, and a sharp scream immediately penetrated the cave and spread outward. A moment later, Ding Big patter ran in and shouted loudly: "Why is it you again? I warn you" Before he finished speaking, Chang Ming walked over and opened the boxes one by one. He said, "Here are twenty-seven pieces of golden honey. The box is not enough. Please bring some more. " He said it politely, but Ding Da didn't know how to respond at all. He stared at the golden light in the room with his mouth open, his eyes were going to be dazzled! (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster ! PS: Thanks to Lan Zhanxunyun for the winter plum~~~Thanks to daviken for the monthly ticket, please give me more monthly tickets at the end of the month~~Thank you also to Bucai Madman and fatfox911 for their daily support! 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