Through the miniature magnifying glass, Jim Field easily found the largest and fattest one in this box of gadgets he called the energy-eating insect.

His finger pointed at the position of the energy-eating worm and gently tapped it. A thin copper tube that could only allow a energy-eating worm to crawl over reached next to it.

Jim Field curled the corner of his mouth with satisfaction, took out a mental recovery potion from his space buckle, and slowly opened it.

In an instant, the unique smell of mental power recovery potion permeated the entire room.

This is simply an unresistible attraction for the energy-eating insect that feeds on mental power and the energy and nutrition of various parts of the host body.

The energy-eating insect was thrilling excitedly, trying every means to get closer to the tempting smell.

Unfortunately, the boxes on Jim Field's hand were so sealed that they could not escape the constraints of the box after using all their strength.

It's so scented that it can't reach.

This feeling forced the energy-eating insects to give up their animal instincts and mobilize their brains that are not very large.

The building near the water will get the moon first.

In the end, the "Son of Chosen" who was favored by Jim Field saw through the "organization" and rushed to the road to "success".

However, it did not know that when its body completely entered the slender copper tube, the road was once again closed.

The siblings in its box will be thrown into the space again in the near future.

They can do nothing except fall asleep.

However, this is all a story.

The "Son of God" who knows nothing about his future is now walking with his eight pairs of feet that are not very obvious, wriggling his chubby body, moving towards the food.

But just as it emerged from the copper tube, the food actually moved.

Not only that, the aroma of food is also disappearing rapidly.

This is difficult for the energy-eating insect with a small brain capacity. Its little black eyes are full of confusion.

Feeling the hesitation of the energy-eating insect, Jim Field quickly accelerated the speed of taking the mental power recovery potion.

Seeing that a potion was about to come to an end, the energy-eating insect reacted and turned around and started to squirm in the direction of Jim Field.

Jim Field curled the corner of his mouth with satisfaction, gently dripped a drop of the mental recovery potion left at the bottom of the bottle onto his fingers, and extended it towards the energy-eating insect.

The too small head of the energy-eating insect had no time to think, so it followed the animal instinct and aimed the mouthpart at Jim Field's finger... the mental power recovery potion on it.

How much can a drop of mental power recovery potion be?

In a short while, it was gone.

Not to mention making up for the consumption of sleeping for many years, even the energy that has crawled through the way cannot be replenished.

The NVF was reluctant to leave the mouthpiece, and the west was poking, wishing to turn this thing into a human tongue and lick the remaining mental recovery potion.

However, different is different.

Change is impossible!

It is impossible to lick it!

There is only one result of poking the east and poking the west...

It actually opened a small mouth on Jim Field's finger.

The slight stinging made Jim Field feel worse than bad. He took a deep breath and then resisted the urge to slap this thing to death.
Chapter completed!