Silver Dust left the dusty "President's Office" and followed the map provided in the notebook to find the core of the entire base - the power room and the integrated production workshop.

In the power room, the fusion reactor is operating normally, but there is not much nuclear fuel left. According to the data given by the monitoring system, after a week, the reactor will be shut down due to insufficient fuel.

"A week, I think I'm lucky to come in at this time, if it's a week later...... I guess I can't even open the door. Silver Dust grunted and hurried to the integrated production workshop.

It hasn't been opened for more than 100,000 years.

I don't know what's going on in the production workshop, but after 100,000 years, there is not much dust inside. Silver Dust struggled to turn on the lighting, and finally groped for the headlights in the workshop to turn on. Twenty-seven different production lines are arranged in a staggered manner in the extremely vast underground production hall, like a whole royal city of steel and machinery, and Silver Dust walks through it, feeling like an ant crawling through a valley, and he himself seems smaller and smaller compared to these huge machines.

Silver Dust looked around the machines as huge as ancient beasts, and his mouth kept smacking in admiration. 100,000 years ago, the ancient people of Gabroyle developed industrial technology to the extreme, those giant machines dozens of feet high, the ingenious design, the complexity of the structure, completely beyond the imagination of all magicians, every part is just right, the parts are tightly fitted, it is as perfect as an art treasure. The entire production workshop, or the entire production puppet assembly line, is completely automated, and unattended automatic operation is realized in every detail.

This is a whole automatic production line starting from the smelting of iron ore to the final assembly and even painting!

Assembling production is not a surprise to Silver Dust, but using an assembly line to produce a battle golem with an artificial soul is too appalling for a mage from Gabroyle. Silver Dust couldn't imagine what it would be like for an alchemy golem with only 113 to become 1.13 million overnight, maybe that Gabrieule could directly bulldoze the entire galaxy?

Silver Dust looked at the huge and complex production line in front of him, like a mountain range, and an endless blizzard instantly rolled in his silver pupils. Silver Dust had no choice, and there was no reason to hesitate, he had to keep the line for himself.

He knew that it was impossible to throw these machines directly into the arcane space, because he didn't have that much arcane space, but it didn't matter, the arcane space couldn't work, the war space was always okay, right?

The so-called war space is another kind of magic that is different from the arcane space, pure space-time magic. This kind of magic space is theoretically unlimited, that is, it is not impossible to directly fit half a planet, but this kind of magic also has its own unique limitations, that is, only [one machine] or [one test bed] can be loaded into the space, which is the so-called [overall uniqueness], no matter how many things are loaded, they must be connected to each other in the space, combined into a whole, and produce a single finished product and its components. As a simple example, once an alchemy workbench is placed in Warspace, it can no longer be placed in an enchantment workbench.

In addition to the two production lines for the production of combat puppets, there are also independent production lines for the production of various guns, independent production lines for the production of vehicles, independent production lines for the production of missiles, and so on. No matter how powerful his war space is, it is impossible to put the entire production workshop in it and take it away. Each production line can be regarded as a [complete and independent production process], which can be fully loaded into the war space, and at the same time completely occupy all the volume of the war space, 27 production lines, 27 war spaces, and 27 holy mages.

Without any hesitation, Silver Dust randomly chose one of the two battle puppet production lines, opened up the war space, and incorporated the entire production line into it.

To establish the magic of the war space, a day-long magical ritual is required. For this magical ritual, Silver Dust used fire and ice to bend thin steel cables into prescribed shapes to create an intricate magic circle on the ground. After loading the production line into the war space, Silver Dust has to continue to chant spells for several days, make hand seals, combine the machinery put into the space, and open up the [Void Source] in the war space to provide energy for the machines in the war space, and even need to use a large amount of special magic to convert the mysterious energy gushing out of the Void Source into energy that the machine can receive in an almost prophetic way. The machines or test benches in the war space do not need to supply any energy, just like a perpetual motion machine, but the time required for production cannot be shortened, and all the raw materials needed need to be provided by the holy mage himself. In addition, he had to find a way to connect the laptop to the control system of the entire production line, otherwise he would not have been able to use the power of his brain to coordinate the various machine tools, machining centers, conveyor belts, and high-temperature furnaces of such a complex production line, and he might not have enough authority to drive them, which belonged to Sir Tomato, after all. He was so busy that he spent five days in this production hall full of machinery.

He didn't sleep until he finally spent five days completely installing the production line into the war space, and the effort was too much to talk about to outsiders. He finally produced a puppet from a pile of iron ore in the raw material workshop, but he had a problem with nuclear fuel, so he could only use a simple arcane enchantment to give the puppet a temporary power gain for three minutes, and after a hasty test of the puppet's performance, he could only throw it aside, he didn't even have enough arcane space to load the puppet away.

Silver Dust harvested a whole high-tech, high-tech production line, but it was temporarily turned into a chicken rib because of the nuclear fuel needed by the puppet. Silver Dust knew his abilities, and when it came to enchantment, his level was only close to that of a middle school student, and he couldn't enchant a power core with infinite energy in perpetuity. In terms of pharmacy, his level is almost equal to zero, except for life recovery potions and magic recovery potions, he can't do anything, and he can't even make spiritual recovery potions and magic multiplier potions, let alone others, it is even more fantastical to use pharmaceutical processes to refine magic nuclear fuel from conventional energy sources, but when it comes to alchemy, especially artifact alchemy, he can unceremoniously say that his level is close to positive infinity.

Therefore, the solution to the problem of the puppet's lack of nuclear fuel is to use alchemy to create a semi-perpetual motion machine, a magical energy core.

This kind of thing is very time-consuming to design, it has to go through many trials and demonstrations, and it is not an easy task to collect materials, which requires Silver Dust to personally extract some very special magical substances from a large number of ordinary materials, so this solution cannot be counted on for a while.

In other words, this production line of silver dust is of no use for the time being, and can only lie quietly in the war space and sleep.

It seemed a little unworthwhile to get such a result in 5 days, but Yinchen was very satisfied and satisfied, because he knew how incredible this production line would be in the future.

The machines in the production line can be started part by part, such as opening the smelting equipment separately and opening the boring machine separately, so that this production line is not only to produce puppets, but also to smelt the metals he finds, to produce small artillery, to produce ammunition, and even to produce dual-core computer hardware with 40nm process and 28nm process, and to produce [artificial soul] that is, artificial intelligence based on the Ubuntu system, in short, it can produce many high-end things that cannot be produced at all on the Wind Source Continent. This production line is not only a production line that can only produce puppets, but a production line that condenses all the industrial technologies and all the high-end civilization achievements needed to produce puppets. Silver Dust got this production line, which is equivalent to directly taking away the entire military industrial civilization of ancient Gabroyle.

A magician who carries the entire civilization with him, who else is his opponent in the world?

......

By the time Silver Dust had done all of this, it had been her tenth day in the base. He didn't know what had happened in the secret realm for so long.

Silver Dust finally went to the staff rest area of the underground base, where he found a silver-white trench coat that he liked, just the right size, which should be worn by the son of an employee who has been dead for 100,000 years. Not only that, but Silver Dust also found underwear and shoes that suited him, and he washed them three times with water magic, light magic, and arcane magic, and then unceremoniously put them on himself, and then applied a magic shield to himself.

He warned himself one last time not to let the magic shield shatter easily. The most fundamental reason for his embarrassing encounters in the days before entering the secret realm was that the coronation of the gods was shattered, exposing his fragile body as a mage to the obscenity of the enemy.

In the end, he used the hacker terminal and laptop to apply for a new account [Silver Dust King] for himself, ROOT privileges, and completely took the laptop and the entire base that was about to run out of energy for himself.

He finally kowtowed eighteen times in the water compartment, facing the entire base, and even the entire Karonikor civilization, he knew that he would never come here again in his life, and he knew that if he left, the entire base would fall into an eternal sleep, and sleep forever with this secret realm.

"Younger generation Yinchen, I would like to thank the ancestors for their kindness, and a farewell here is an eternal secret. Silver dust walks in the mortal world, and will not live up to the great kindness of the ancestors, and will not let the Canonial civilization completely annihilate and disappear. Junior Silver Dust, make a soul oath!"

After Yinchen finished speaking, he stood up, walked to the computer, and gently, one last time, clicked open the composite armor door at the exit of the base.

He jumped into the water one last time, looked back one last time, and swam straight ahead without hesitation.

This is the eternal formula. (To be continued.) )