Demon Change the Earth

Shanghai General Institute of Spiritual Research.

The first workshop for mass production of blockers.

Rumbling machinery roars, countless bearings are exposed to the air and rotate continuously, huge blades are constantly stirring in the container, and the semi-finished materials sent from the conveyor belt first enter the heating chamber to melt, and the volatile spirituality passes through Condensation is extracted by equipment, which then becomes a kind of "air" that is invisible to the naked eye and equipment.

Large, small, and oddly shaped "air pockets" are conveyed through the conveyor belt, and then poured into different mixing containers one by one according to a certain ratio.

The solution and the complex spiritual formula reacted fully, and different, strong spiritual fluctuations that fluctuated with each other and interfered with diffraction appeared, and the colored light visible to the naked eye gradually spread to every corner of the workshop.

In the main control room, experts and officials, big and small, looked extremely nervous.

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

"Reaction kettle No. 1 is normal!"

"The connection path is normal!"

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

"Pour blocker immediately!"

"Blocker pouring, pouring, 5% concentration, alarm energy level drops, first-level interference, troubleshooting successful!"

There was a sound of relief behind Yang Lan.

"Monitor each unit at all times, and keep your spirits up!"

"yes!"

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

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

"Condensation begins, condensation begins!"

"Progress 15%, progress 15%!"

"It is estimated that the production capacity is only 50% of the design."

"Where is the problem?"

"I don't know, computers don't simulate like this!"

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

Yang Lan took a sudden step forward, grabbed the control communicator, and shouted loudly: "Turn on the attached energy-absorbing equipment immediately, and give me all the power to drain the flood!"

"Auxiliary energy-absorbing equipment is abnormal, central control link interference, level 3, level 3!"

The faces of everyone in the control room have changed drastically.

Yang Lan shouted again: "Open all the vents!"

"Control link not responding!"

"Then..."

"Crackling!!"

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

boom!

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

The spiritually-rich solution inside spilled out, and a large amount of spirituality turned into a dazzling glare, swallowing everything in an instant!

There is dead silence!

With a sound of "啪!", all the lights went out, and the buzzing sound of high-speed rotation gradually became soothing. Slowly, all the bearings stopped, and the trembling silver flowers burst into each other. A sea of ​​flowers!

"Failed!" Yang Lan said bitterly.

"I just said, it doesn't work, you don't believe it!" A gray-haired spirituality researcher shouted excitedly.

"I am Sequence 8, you are Sequence 9, is it what you said or what I said?" Yang Lan replied unceremoniously.

"you……"

"Okay, you two, let's think about how to report to the superior!" said the highest official at the scene, an old man with a sad face.

"Now we have entered a dead end!", the oil lamp was lit, and the original lighting rays dispelled the messy darkness one by one,

Yang Lan calmed down and said: "If you want to mass produce on a large scale, you must use modern technology, modern equipment, and modern control connections and processes. However, large-scale manufacturing inevitably requires the extraction of a large amount of spirituality. Once the concentration of spirituality is too high, The loss of a small part means that the whole is beginning to disintegrate..."

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

Yang Lan shook her head with a wry smile, "It's meaningless if it can't be mass-produced."

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

"I don't know either!" Yang Lan lowered her head sadly and said, "Maybe after being promoted..."

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

"Hmph!" Yang Lan glanced at him disdainfully, and said, "Only Sequence 7 has the ability to cast spells. With the help of the Mage Tower, we may be able to solve this problem."

The top official listened, and asked thoughtfully: "Is it okay for Sequence 7? Can other people do it?"

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

At this time, the secretary who had gone to report to the superior came back and whispered something in the ear of the highest official.

"Everyone don't need to be depressed. In any case, this blocker must be mass-produced... It's been almost three months, comrades, the whole country is still in a mess. Communications, networks, power transmission, transportation and logistics are all facing major tests and hidden safety hazards... ...We have no way out, this retreat is to the point where we rely on walking when we go out, and shouting when we communicate.”

"As for Sequence 7, it will be available soon. You are also very familiar with this person. I just got the news that he has been promoted in the jungle of Daxing'an Mountains."

"Ma Liang?" Yang Lan asked knowingly.

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

"It's just... do you want it?"

"Joke!" said the gray-haired spiritual researcher, "Whoever wants to do this kind of big event, send a telegram to the Northeast side immediately, so that Ma Liang can hurry back..."

This man is really...

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

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

Yang Lan shook her head secretly in her heart.

After returning, I used the satellite phone to contact a student who was recently assigned to the Northeast Bureau, and after a few cryptic explanations, I hung up the phone.

Sequence 7!

spell!

Yang Lan touched the center of her eyebrows, feeling the increasingly thinning coolness hovering, and then smiled.