With everything said and done, the Emperor left the research facility and waited quietly for the results of the Iron Man named Scholar.

Qin Mo, on the other hand, continued to improve the Star Gate in the research facility.

It didn't take long for the scholar to suddenly enter the research facility and report, "Solved. It is no longer the malice of the subspace, but a gift that I present to you. ”

Qin Mo wanted to ask why it was so fast, but considering that there was no time in the subspace, the scholar estimated that he had brought the Rubik's Cube into the subspace and disposed of it, so there was no matter of time being entangled.

The scholar had only come to report, and it didn't expect the Iron Man Lord to squeeze out a little time to observe his masterpiece, but it still saw Qin Mo get up from his chair and put down all the work at hand.

"Go, take me to see your merits."

"Yes."

In the research facility, the scholar summoned the psionic portal and took Qin Mo into the subspace.

The Psionic Gate is a research facility on one side, and a giant entity on the other.

When he walked out of the psionic door and looked up, Qin Mo was stunned in place.

Heart-rending screams echoed around the entity, as if someone were using a loudspeaker to loop the howls of an evil being from a horror movie.

Billowing black smoke hung over the subspace entity, and the screams were the sound of gears and mechanical structures at work.

In front of you is a factory.

Far away was the icy sun that sheltered the psionic matrix entity.

Under Qin Mo's feet was the factory formed by the gathering of psionic entities.

It used to seem like a processor, but now it's not.

The entity looks like a giant creature made of steel structures, layered hundreds of kilometers on top of each other, like an industrial nest.

The conveyor belt is the tendon of the giant.

But unlike Vashtor's domain, the factory doesn't look so twisted, just full of industrial wind, and unbearable cold.

Cold, rational, and well-organized, these mechanical concepts exist in every corner of the entire subspace entity.

Qin Mo lowered his head, and he saw that beyond the giant factory was a fence made of steel.

In the middle of the fence is the Rubik's Cube.

Countless demons have poured out of the Rubik's Cube, gathering in the fence and looking around for no apparent reason.

Then a large, round, logistical-like orb flew in swarms, gathered over the fence, and rolled up demons with tentacles and stuffed them into different prisons in their stomachs.

Even the demons were classified.

Ordinary demons are kept in iron prisons, and powerful demons are classified according to their color or abilities, and are kept alone or sent to prisons with fewer magic numbers.

Subspace entities have been unleashing psionic energy to suppress the demons, leaving them to be captured by logistical machinery.

Huge teams of logistic machines travel back and forth between factory buildings and demon fences.

When the logistics machinery arrives at the factory, the sorted demons will be sent to the factory's assembly line, and then some "workers" who look like iron men will come out and stand near the assembly line to operate the machinery and equipment for more detailed classification.

The demons are sent to different assembly lines according to different classifications, and it is not as simple as categorizing, but it is necessary to have the giant steel structures on each assembly line handle only the demons they can handle.

The demons will be violently beaten to the point of immobility by different steel structures, and continue to circulate through the factory along the assembly line.

Disinfect......

Shelling......

Eventually enter a massive furnace.

All the lines are connected in front of the furnace, and a tube is connected to the back, and the treated demons are tempered into the purest soul matter in the furnace.

It's not a soul, but it's almost like a soul, except that their will is exhausted in the furnace.

Eventually, the pipes transport the soul material into what looks like a distillery's fermentation tower.

The pure soul substance is fused in the fermentation column, further refined, and finally becomes a colorful gel that flows from the bottom of the fermentation column.

And then it was put on the assembly line.

The equipment on the assembly line reshapes the "gels" into soul crystals resembling sugar cubes, which are then infused with taste factors that match their color on the way to the end of the assembly line.

For example, the crimson demon born from the Rubik's Cube is infused with chili pepper or apple flavor when it becomes a soul crystal, and the yellow demon is infused with the orange taste factor.

Eventually, the soul crystals enter the top packaging section of the factory, where they are packaged in what looks like canned bottles.

"This is ...... the hell" Qin Mo was shocked.

He could guess that the scholar's idea of dealing with the Rubik's Cube was probably to get it into subspace and then find a way to kill the demons that came out of it......

However, this way of processing demons as raw materials is really beyond Qin Mo's imagination.

It's not something that can be done with a strong imagination, but only an existence like a psionic iron man can have such an amazing brain circuit.

"The first product has already been produced." The scholar raises his scepter.

A giant logistics machine flew over, and after a small part of the shell was opened, with a bang, a can bottle fell into Qin Mo's hand.

Qin Mo lowered his head and looked at the canned bottle.

On the front is a sign of a demon smiling and giving a thumbs up.

On the back, the ingredients are written.

"The content of this product is ninety percent of the high-grade demon souls." Qin Mo read out the ingredient list above.

High-level demons are obviously the way scholars divide the level of demons, and the demons that emerge from the Rubik's Cube are not the demons of the four gods after all, they have all types.

It is impossible for a high-level demon to be comparable to a big demon, but it is also much stronger than the small demons under the four gods.

"This piece of soul crystal contains tens of thousands of demon souls." The scholar gently unscrewed the lid of the canned bottle, took out a red soul crystal, and presented it to Qin Mo with both hands, "This is a more efficient way to consume souls. ”

Qin Mo took the soul crystal and stuffed it into his mouth with a blank expression.

It's apple-flavored.

Then Qin Mo felt an extremely pure soul power pouring into his body, even stronger than the feeling brought by the soul of the Great Demon in the Slaanese Demon Domain.

Because this is purified, just like the factories that will purify sugar in the 3K era, the sugar they produce is free of impurities and naturally has a stronger sweetness.

"In the future, you don't need to hold a sword to hunt demons, you just need to sit in the star sector and wait, and this fully automatic soul processing plant will supply you with demonic souls that can only be extracted in several major battles." The scholar said.

Qin Mo stared at the subspace entity in front of him.

It is the characteristic of the iron man.

An orderly, clean, cold, pursuit of efficiency but not a perfect soul processing plant that does not consider service.

Efficient, service, that's what characterizes them as servants of a species.

"This package ......" Qin Mo lowered his head and looked at the canned bottle.

The demon above was smiling and giving him a thumbs up, praising the product made by the demon.

It's clear that Iron Man also has one of the qualities of their creator – black humor.

(End of chapter)