Although this seems incredible, just a dozen sticks down, a half-human-tall roast chicken that can run, jump and croak directly becomes a piece of meat scattered on the beach, and the internal organs in its body are actually filled with various seasonings, including but not limited to salt, cooking wine, vinegar, chili sauce, fish sauce, etc., some of which even Su Xing can't recognize what they are.

This kind of imagination, which was neither scientific nor magical, did not surprise Su Xing much, because his surprise was almost exhausted.

It was only then that the remaining roast chickens reacted, clucked and ran away, fleeing back into the forest.

Faced with the breakfast delivered to the door, Su Xing smiled unceremoniously.

I picked a few coconuts from the coconut tree, opened it and saw that today it was actually replaced with a salty staple, preserved egg and lean pork porridge, seafood casserole porridge, and mushroom and chicken porridge. Each has its own characteristics, and with this fatty but not greasy grilled chicken, even miracles are very happy to eat.

After eating and drinking, the sun, which did not know where to hide, spread even brighter sunlight on the small island. The temperature has warmed up a bit, and the floating islands seem to be moving a little faster. Traces of a paddling across the water behind the dinghy also became apparent.

After sorting out the equipment and leaving the miracle on the beach to watch the house, Su Xing took the dwarf to prepare to enter the island to check it out. At the same time, it is also to find some metal materials that can be used to make robots.

The most rudimentary and practical robot that Lagle could make required a full hundred kilograms of unused metal. Even if the metal component is melted back into the furnace, it cannot be used as a material for making a machine man.

As a master caster, Raguel is able to create the main core and skeletal mesh of the robot from metal, but this does not mean that he can only make it from metal.

The so-called black iron robot is only a certain branch of the robot class he masters, even if that branch is the largest. With enough materials, he can even create a powerful robot with a three-star level or higher.

Tall evergreen trees and low bushes make up the main part of the forest. They grow neatly and regularly, as if someone deliberately planted them like this. There must be two bushes between every two large trees. In addition, there were few fallen leaves on the ground, and Su Xing basically found no trace of dead branches. The brownish-black soil is flat and clean, not even small stones.

Sunlight pours through the cracks in the canopy, dotted with stars. There is no humid and stuffy feeling in the forest, and the refreshing breeze brings a faint fragrance.

Other than the occasional chirping of unknown birds in the trees, the forest seemed a little too quiet.

"There were no insects, no grass, no stones, no moss, and the forest seemed to be a little too clean. ”

Su Xing thought to himself secretly and raised his vigilance again.

"Rager, did you find anything?"

The dwarf tapped on the trunk of the tree, and then lay on the ground to listen carefully, and after a while, he shook his head, "It's so strange, these trees look tall and strong, but they seem to be hollow inside, and there is not even a stone two meters below the ground." ”

"Hollow?" Su Xing blinked, reached out and knocked heavily on a tree beside him. Sure enough, there was a faint echo of "emptiness" in the sound that came out.

He drew his dagger and stabbed it at the trunk, which was pierced without much effort. Su Xing held the short dagger and twisted it left and right a few times, and a stream of colorless and transparent liquid trickled out of the crack.

"This smell seems to be a high degree of alcohol!"

After about a minute or two, the yellowish substance secreted from the trunk of the tree blocked the crack, and the liquid, which seemed to be highly alcoholic, stopped coming out.

The dwarf leaned under the fissure, tilting his head and gulping down the wine, and when he saw that the liquid no longer flowed out, he burped and blushed a little.

"Master, this is the best grain and wine!"

Ragher took out his hammer and struck it on the trunk a few times, peeling off a whole piece of bark and stuffing it into his mouth to chew with relish. He said vaguely: "The bottom section is full of wine chocolate, it tastes really good." ”

Su Xing just nodded.

He looked up at the dense canopy of trees above, and the strangeness in his heart grew larger.

This forest, no, I should say the whole island, has a strange feeling. It was a feeling that there seemed to be nothing wrong, but there was something awkward about it. It's like a person who opens the door with a key in his right hand every day, and suddenly changes to his left hand one day, although there is nothing wrong with it, but this faint sense of disobedience always lingers.

"Hiccup—it's delicious, this one is fruit wine. ”

Raguel's drunken addiction came up, and he struck left and right with a hammer, and made another hole in another tree. This time, it is a clear wine with a fruity flavor.

"It's perfect, this forest, are all these trees treasures of wine?"

The speaker has no intention and the listener has the intention.

Su Xing suddenly understood why he felt a sense of disobedience in this place.

Yes, it's perfect.

Each place looks natural, but it is full of precision. It's like that on the beach, it's like this forest, and even that grilled chicken piece is the same size and thickness.

A gust of wind blew, the canopy of the trees rattled, and Su Xing narrowed his eyes. If you look closely, the crowns of the two trees are exactly the same!

Su Xing held the dagger, made a mark on the trunk of the tree beside him, and walked to another tree in a few steps. In the same position, he saw white spots and nodules of the same shape as the previous tree.

Su Xing's back was a little cold.

"Don't tell me that these trees all look the same. ”

Pulling up the dwarf and telling him to pay attention to his position, Su Xing checked the dozen or so trees around him. Well, this time I didn't feel much cold on my back, but I did have some cold sweat.

"Basically, the trees in this forest are copied from a few or more standard trees. Su Xing patted the big tree beside him, "Just now I found a total of three mother trees, which are grain wine, fruit wine and red wine. ”

The dwarf was puzzled, "What does this mean?"

"The growth of these trees must have been influenced by some kind of force, and I think, if we had looked a little more closely yesterday, we would have found that the coconut trees were actually printed in a mold. ”

As he was talking, suddenly, the panicked chirping of birds came from overhead. Su Xing's ears moved, and he seemed to hear some kind of voice, some kind of noisy and chaotic sound.