The woods behind Roger's cottage are lush and vast, and the mountains are like a staircase, going higher and higher. This is where the Orion of the island lived, but there was also a person who was far more valuable than the Orion on the island who lived here.

After climbing two sections of the hill, there was a sound of rushing water in front of him, and Roger pushed aside the branches and leaves in front of him and walked out of the small hill, from here he could see three tin houses connected below, and in front of the tin houses was the rushing water. The water here was yellow, and he could smell the rust in the water if he got closer, but Roger's nose was more sensitive than the best hunting dog on the island, and he had to take out the potion in his arms and spray it in front of his nose, which he had put a lot of effort into concocting to make his nose lose its sense of smell for a short time.

Since Roger was born with a sensitive nose, this potion could be considered a lifesaver for him.

The three tin houses resemble a giant snail coiled in front of the yellow water, and the last tin house is where the mechanic Demlay placed his large machines, so the construction is extraordinarily large.

This place is surrounded by water in front and mountains in the back, and it is a good place in feng shui, but since the mechanic Demlay moved here, it has polluted this place, and all kinds of discarded iron, aluminum, and mercury have been poured into the small river in front of the door, and the originally clear river is now the final pollution of the island, and even the fierce beasts in the forest dare not approach.

"Dr. Demley",

Roger pushed open the small iron door and heard the rattling of the machines inside, the first of the three tin houses was where Demley slept, the second was used to hold the furnace, and he walked straight to the third huge tin room, where Dr. Demley, who was almost bald, was pounding with a hammer.

Dr. Demley was a middle-aged man in his fifties, but he seemed to be more powerful than a thirty-year-old man when he swung the hammer in his hand, his right hand glowed with silver, and his right hand was a mechanical arm with two black iron buttons on it, one was a switch that was tied and removed, and it was always a retractable switch.

This mechanical arm is made of pure steel, not to mention wielding a sledgehammer weighing thirty pounds in his hand, even the tallest bear in the forest can be killed with one punch.

Dimmer, who had only a few locks of white hair on his head, knocked down the huge iron spider, threw down his hammer, lit his pipe, took a puff, looked at Roger, and said, "Stinky little ghost, are you looking for me for mechanical armor?"

In the island of Corloga and even in the entire continent of Atlantis, the mechanic is a strange profession, and in the vast Atlantis there are ranger swordsmen who are good at hand-to-hand combat, noble magicians, holy banner knights of the Holy See, mysterious summoners, and even insect masters, assassins, these unknown professions, they are all good at using the gifts of the gods- Demley, who graduated from the University of St. Louis in the Franks with a doctorate, is purely using his wisdom and iron, aluminum and other materials to complete difficult work, so far Roger knows only Dr. Dimmer.

"Look at my masterpiece first, your mechanical armor is nothing compared to it," Demley nodded at the man-tall iron spider, his high nose moving and sniffing the nicotine in the air.

Roger walked up to the Iron Spider, the iron bump looked terrifying, covered in black metal, with eight metal legs fixed to the ground, and a noticeable iron lid on its back.

Demley pointed to the iron lid and said, "Little ghost, that is the entrance to the black demon, and it won't be long before I can drive it to dominate Kologa, hahahaha",

"Hey, Doctor, it doesn't seem like much use to dominate Kologa, no one on the island needs that weird metal except you," Roger said.

"Hmph", Demley glanced at him, as if looking at a fool.

"Your mother Orise, she has always said that I am not as good as the man who challenges gods and demons", he spat out a series of eye circles and said, "With the black devil, I, Dr. Demley of Kologa, can challenge gods and demons as well",

A man who challenges gods and demons.

Roger knew that this man was his father, a mysterious man who had only appeared in the mouths of Olis and Demley.

The reason why he is called "the man who challenges gods and demons" is because almost everyone on the continent believes that creating life and controlling life is the ability that only gods and demons have, and that humans and other races may have many special abilities, but it definitely does not include the mystery of mastering life, which is a realm that only gods and demons can reach.

And the man insisted on mastering this realm and challenging gods and demons.

"When I dominate Corloga Island, and the docks and taverns are under my control, Olis will definitely be impressed with me by then, hahahaha",

"Doctor, are you still doing mechanical armor?"

Roger is too lazy to take care of his dream of dominating Corloga, the mechanic Demley is a genius among geniuses in mechanics, but in other respects he is a complete idiot, he can't cook, he can't do laundry, he can't build a house, he doesn't know sociology, he doesn't know how to manage, he doesn't know the customs of Kologa, he doesn't know politics, he doesn't have any prestige on Kologa, and people's knowledge of him is limited to "Demley, the mechanical geek" This name, as well as his deep hatred for polluting the environment, the island of Kologa, which the sea magnate Redbeard and his fleet failed to capture, would be whimsical if he could take it with just one iron lump.

Demley put down the dry smoke and said, "Little ghost, do you know how long it takes to make a piece of mechanical armor that is light, able to curl, and tough enough?"

Roger shook his head, although Demley was an idiot in other ways, a mess in terms of feelings, and was still one of Orise's thousands of spare tires, but he was a real authority when it came to mechanics.

Demley said: "That's not a matter of time, the mechanical technology mastered by the entire continent now can't make the mechanical armor you want, and, little ghost, your target is a puppeteer, what do you want mechanical armor for?"

Hearing the three words of the puppeteer, Roger sensitively glanced around, and Demley said: "Don't worry, little ghost, no fifth person has ever been to this place except for Doctor I, you, Olis and the cute little Lolita",

Apparently Dr. Demley is also very good at math.

In the entire Atlantis continent, or in the whole human world, the profession of puppeteer is a taboo, because of the taboo in various places, it has been twenty years since the puppeteer profession appeared in the continent of exclusion and hunting.

Roger sneered: "The reason why the puppeteer's puppet is mainly wood is because the wood is easy to chop, small in weight, easy to carry, the wooden joints are flexible, easy to disassemble, and the source power required to control the wooden puppet is also very small, if it is a bulky mechanical puppet, it is neither flexible nor consumes the source power, and the source power capacity of the puppeteer is completely insufficient, but the machine also has the benefits of machinery, the puppeteer's puppet can control the field and attack, and can also set up mechanisms** , but the wooden puppet armor defense is a fatal weakness, if there is a light, can curl and tough enough mechanical armor is equivalent to an extra life for the puppeteer",

"Doctor, you're the smartest mechanic I've ever seen, if even you can't make this mechanical armor, then no one in the continent can do it",

Demley laughed and said, "Little ghost, your mouth should be used to pat the horse's ass",

"Let's go, let you see the metal I just made"