Powerful, so powerful!

Yang Zifeng originally thought that his body had become extremely powerful after this mutant and had the ability to fuse the current, but now he realized that his combat power was simply a witch compared with this seemingly inconspicuous little robot!

Excited, excited, expectant, heroic!

Yang Zifeng couldn't even figure out what kind of mood he was now. He couldn't help but grab the little robot and put it in his palm, and sighed: "Little guy, I didn't expect that your ability is stronger than I thought! Well... Since I am your master, I should give you a name. This... Since you are so powerful, how about I call you Xiaoqiang?"

But before the little robot could agree, Yang Zifeng shook his head again and said, "No, no... Xiaoqiang's name is too ugly and doesn't sound like the name of a robot. Well... you are the first robot I created. I think I may create the second, third, and until the nth one. It would be too troublesome to name each one, otherwise... I will call you number one, right?"

When the little robot heard this, he nodded in a human way and said, "The naming program takes effect, No. 1 thanks the owner for giving the name."

Yang Zifeng laughed and felt very happy. He looked around and then stopped at the big iron pot hanging on the wall. Although Yang Zifeng was very satisfied with the combat power of No. 1, he was not sure where No. 1's limit was. After all, the door was just a somewhat decayed broken wooden door, and he couldn't try out the sharpness of the two small knives that No. 1 had created. However, when Yang Zifeng wanted the little robot to perform again and see if this little thing could cut the big iron pot into pieces when it became fierce, he suddenly saw the little robot's single eye flashing red light...

"There is insufficient energy, please replenish your energy in time..."

Yang Zifeng was stunned for a moment and asked, "What's the lack of energy? Could it be that you are out of power and ask me to charge you?"

No. 1's eyes continued to flash and answer: "Ordinary electricity cannot be directly provided to No. 1 for use. Please ask the owner to replenish metal energy crystals for No. 1, otherwise No. 1 will fall into a sleepy state."

When Yang Zifeng heard this, he became even more confused and asked, "Metal Energy Crystal? What is that?"

However, this time No. 1 did not answer his question again. The red light in his eyes became more and more rapid, and the voice became weaker and weaker: "Countdown to sleep, five, four, three, two, one, start entering..."

As the last sound of the little robot fell, the red light in its eyes immediately went out completely. Then, No. 1's limbs and head retracted into its body one by one, and finally restored to the original appearance of the messy copycat phone. Then, with a "pop" sound, it rolled from Yang Zifeng's palm and fell to the ground.

Hell, this... has changed back!

Yang Zifeng, who was so excited just now, suddenly fell back to the bottom. It was like a pauper who unexpectedly found that a balance of 10 million yuan suddenly appeared in his bank card, but before he could withdraw money, he saw that the long series of numbers suddenly returned to zero again! This kind of ups and downs will naturally make people feel extremely depressed!

Fortunately, No. 1 said just now that it was because of insufficient energy, so it had to enter a sleeping state. This means that No. 1 should not have completely disappeared, but was just a temporary sleep. As long as it can replenish its energy, it will wake up again.

As for what the metal energy crystal is, Yang Zifeng also figured it out. If he guessed correctly, the metal energy crystal should be the silver light that shot out from his brain! Didn’t this phone just now be hit by the silver light that shot out from his brain, so it turned into a small robot? Then Yang Zifeng believes that as long as he can continue to replenish that energy on the phone, No. 1 will reappear!

Thinking of this, Yang Zifeng's depression finally eased a little, otherwise... he might have to be so angry that he would hit the wall with his head!

Yang Zifeng bent down and picked up the ragged mobile phone, turned it over and looked at it, then tapped it with his hand a few times. Seeing that the phone had no reaction at all, he couldn't help but sigh softly. Then he tried to mobilize the mysterious silver light in his brain and then shine on the mobile phone. But after a moment, he had to give up. Even if his face was like a purple eggplant, nothing was shot out of his brain.

Yang Zifeng estimated that there was no such thing in his brain, and the so-called metal energy crystal is probably the semi-liquid and semi-gasy strange substance produced by the fusion of electric current and metal in his body. If that were the case, Yang Zifeng was sure to make some more in the future, but when he thought of the pain that occurred when the metal energy crystal was formed, he felt a sense of daunting.

After hesitating for a while, Yang Zifeng gave up and immediately tried to synthesize a little metal energy crystal in his body. Even if he could tolerate that pain, he had to find the right metal to eat first... He just ate up all the cleaner metal substances in the kitchen in one breath. If he had to do it again... Then he probably would have to eat that big rusty iron pot!

Moreover, Yang Zifeng guessed that the metal substances he had eaten were different, and the efficiency of the synthesis of metal energy crystals should be different. The first time he only ate half a metal gear and a gold necklace, and as a result, he easily neutralized the excess electrical energy in his body into metal energy crystals. However, the second time, he almost ate all the kitchen knife, spatula and other things at home to barely be enough. So... Does this mean that the more expensive the metal, the more effective it is?

This possibility is quite great, because Yang Zifeng knew his feelings. When the electric current in his body kept rioting, he had the urge to swallow any metal when he saw it. However, when he saw the gold necklace hanging around the female bodyguard's neck, the impulse became strong. The feeling was as if ordinary steel and other metal were a piece of dry bread. Although it could also satisfy his hunger, it would definitely not taste very good. When he saw the gold necklace, it seemed like he saw a piece of fragrant barbecue. It could make people drain out the water when smelling it. This feeling would definitely not be for no reason. This should have a direct relationship with his physical instinctive needs at that time.

So... Yang Zifeng decided to find more metals for himself first, and then consider touching the electric door again...
Chapter completed!