After speaking, Ding Da left with his hands behind his back. Pinshu Net (.)+Top+Point+.He doesn't look back, as if everything is under control.

When he was there, all the black shadows on the wall were working silently, without saying a word, and as soon as he left, two black shadows immediately walked up to Chang Ming and looked at him carefully.

They were looking at Chang Ming, and Chang Ming was also looking at them. He was taken aback at once.

The light was blurry, but he could see it clearly. These black shadows turned out to be the puppets he had seen in the "processing room"! It was taller than a gnome, but shorter than a human, probably only up to Chang Ming's shoulders. The puppets were made of stone, rough and stiff, with a rigid face. One of the shadows snapped twice, igniting a spark and setting a dead branch ablaze.

The firelight illuminated its eyes, and at this glance, Chang Ming could confirm that "it" should actually be "him". This puppet is nothing like the stiff and numb stuff in the processing room. He is alive, alive, and wise!

He looked at Chang Ming for a while, and his stiff face suddenly twisted and changed. The face had been made of stone, but now the stones moved stiffly, revealing an eerie expression.

There was a harsh grinding sound in his throat, Chang Ming frowned slightly, and asked, "What do you want to say, say it slowly." ”

The puppet was stuck for a long time, but he couldn't spit out a word. He desperately wanted to work hard, but what he wanted to do was beyond his physiological limits, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't succeed.

"Kakakaka", the voice in his throat became more and more rapid, but it could not be formed. At last. He thumped his chest and roared in agony—but his roar, Chang Ming, still couldn't make out the sound.

Chang Ming saw his pain, and he reassured: "It doesn't matter to you, listen to me." Can you understand what I'm saying? Nod your head if you can. ”

The puppet finally calmed down a little and nodded heavily.

Chang Ming smiled slightly, and in the firelight, his smile seemed extremely stable, which made the puppet calm down a lot. Several other golems approached as well. Gather around Chang Ming.

Chang Ming pondered for a moment. Say, "If you can understand, it will be easy to do." It doesn't matter if you can't speak, let's change the way we communicate. ”

He quickly made a choice and asked, "Do you know words?"

As he spoke, he pulled out a metal plate and a pen. Write quickly on a metal plate. Those bugmen don't know if it's because of arrogance or stupidity. Chang Ming's body was not searched at all. Didn't take anything he was carrying. Of course, with the Heavenly Book in hand, the things on Chang Ming's body were not taken by himself. There's no way they're going to take it.

The flames on the dead branches were quickly extinguished, and the puppet was about to light another one, when Chang Ming took out a machine lamp and placed it on the ground. This lamp was used for engineering, and the light was very intense, and in the blink of an eye, the entire cave was illuminated by white light.

The puppets looked at each other, saw each other's faces, and made a kakaka sound in their throats again, not knowing whether they were crying or laughing.

The puppets could read and write, and after knowing this, Chang Ming quickly wrote hundreds of words on the metal plate, and the commonly used words were listed on it one by one.

Chang Ming said: "Next, if you want to ask me anything, or answer my question, you can directly choose the words in order on it." ”

The puppets' intelligence was not too low, and they nodded their heads one after another.

Soon, the puppet who came to Chang Ming's side first asked the first question: "Are you a human?"

This question made Chang Ming couldn't help but glance at the puppet more. For a while, many thoughts flashed through his heart at the same time, and he had all kinds of guesses about the identity of this puppet. In the end, he simply replied, "I am, who are you?"

The golem's hand rested on top of the metal plate, visibly shaking. After a while, he pointed out a line of words crookedly and answered Chang Ming's question: "We are the gods of the machine...... It used to be. ”

Chang Ming said secretly in his heart: "Sure enough." He had vaguely guessed this before, but the last three words of the puppet made him slightly silent and felt a faint sadness.

They used to be machine gods, but now they are just puppets, called by these bugs as slaves, and they can't even say a word.

Chang Ming sighed and quickly asked, "How did you get here, and why did you become like this?"

The puppet glanced at Chang Ming and shook his head.

Huh, isn't it?

Chang Ming was a little puzzled, the puppet raised his hand, and was just about to continue to speak in that way, when some voices suddenly came from outside the cave. They stood up alertly, quickly returned to their original positions, and immediately after, when the sound of Dangdang rang out, they got back to work.

The sound was getting closer and closer, and it was already audible that it was a peculiar footstep sound. Chang Ming also quickly put away the metal plate and pen, went to the side of the cave wall, picked up a small pickaxe the size of a palm, and knocked down a few rocks at random.

The pickaxe is small, but it's still pretty useful. The rocks descended, glowing softly golden through the cracks. The light didn't seem to be strong, but as soon as it appeared, it illuminated the entire cave, and a strange fragrance overflowed and wafted into the air.

Golden Honey!

Chang Ming didn't expect that after knocking on his hand twice, he knocked out a piece of golden honey. He was about to reach for it, but the footsteps had already reached the cave. As soon as they saw Jin Liumi, they immediately chirped loudly, and they didn't need to look back, just by listening to the voice, they knew that this was a team of worm people.

The chirping of the insect man soon called Ding Da over, and when Ding Da saw the piece of golden honey, he immediately smiled: "Good boy, good boy, work very hard, good luck, I dug up gold honey so quickly, not bad, not bad!"

The insect people were just here for routine inspections, and they stared at Jin Liulu, and there was obvious reluctance on their stiff faces. Ding Da drove them away, carefully swept away the stones next to them, and said to Chang Ming: "The skin of Jin Liumi is very fragile, and the movements must be very gentle......

As he spoke, he poked his slender fingers into the crack in the stone, carefully removed the shaking gel, and quickly placed it in a box, closing the lid. The cave immediately darkened, and only a faint smell indicated that something had just appeared.

Ding Da threw a piece of red ochre to Chang Ming, and said, "Good job, just like this, keep doing it!" He pointed in the direction where the insect man had left, and warned, "There will be inspectors and supervisors here at any time, if you are caught lazy, just wait to eat the whip!"

He held the box in his hand and walked away triumphantly. Chang Ming stared at his back and frowned.

As soon as he touched Jin Liumi, he was snatched by Ding Da just now, but his fingertips also swept the surface of the colloid. A wave of ripples passed through his fingertips and into his body, strange and familiar, as if they had been touched somewhere.

Chang Ming asked directly, "Xiaozhi, do you remember this fluctuation?"

Ash sighed and said, "It's a little familiar, I can't remember it for a while, I'll compare the data." ”

Xiao Zhi followed and was silent, Chang Ming twisted his fingertips, walked to the wall, and glanced at the stone wall, wanting to find another piece to feel it.

The Insect Patrol and Ding Da both left, and the puppet who claimed to be the god of the organ walked up to Chang Ming again and knocked him on the shoulder. Chang Ming took out the metal plate knowingly. The puppet's fingers were much more stable than they had just been, and soon, he pointed out a paragraph. This passage had apparently been pondered over and over again in his mind, and he "spoke" it very fluently. The content of the words made Chang Ming's eyes widen, and he couldn't help but blurt out, "Is this true?"

The puppet glared at Chang Ming dissatisfiedly: "This is something I personally experienced!"

Chang Ming hurriedly apologized, recalling what he had just said in his heart.

The puppet said that he was indeed a mechanism god before, and he couldn't remember exactly when he came here. At that time, the news of the black eclipse fog had just appeared in the Divine Domain, and the Organ God was so arrogant that he didn't take it to heart at all. Only one team was sent to investigate the area where the black eroded fog appeared.

They were a group of five, led by a mid-level machine god, and he was part of the team.

They spotted wisps of black mist and took some samples to take back for study. The erosion of the black eclipse fog on the Trap God was not immediate, and they covered their mouths and noses, thinking they had done a good job of protection. Unexpectedly, before they could go back, one of the machine gods in the team first changed, and then, the machine gods changed one after another, and finally, he also lost consciousness.

When he woke up, he was in another place. He was in a state of chaos, confused. Later, he was poured into this puppet and imprisoned in this mine, where he has worked ever since.

Here are some things he later recalled. He judged for himself that his soul was harvested, and he was imprisoned here by the Worm and became a slave of the Worm Man.

Chang Ming was shocked. Could it be that these Trap Gods didn't actually die after being eroded by the Black Eclipse Mist? Their bodies were transformed into Black Eclipse Gods, but their souls did not disappear, but were transferred here and became coolie slaves!

I just don't know, whether this situation is specific or universal. Think about it, the Trap God has been fighting against the Black Eclipse Mist for tens of thousands of years, and hundreds of millions of them have been eroded. Are all those souls still alive, all locked up on this planet?

He looked at the other puppets and asked, "Are you like that too?"

The golems nodded heavily. Before coming here, they may have had their own experiences, but the rest are exactly the same. They lost consciousness after being eroded by the black mist, and when they woke up, they were already there.

After their souls are infused into the stone golems, their consciousness will be blurred for a while, and then they will gradually come to their senses and remember the past.

Chang Ming frowned and thought for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Since you have already remembered, then why don't you resist?

The puppets were expressionless, and the first one stiffly raised his hand and pointed it at Chang Ming's forehead. (To be continued.) )