Hilo looked at the crystal in front of him, as if he was staring at a world.

This crystal is the size of a fist, ordinary, of course, this ordinary refers to the earth.

In fact, this crystal of purity and size is extremely rare in Nia, but war has brought disaster and sufficient communication.

Nowadays, production from the Earth Universe in Ferrosei is no longer a rare thing. From aircraft and tanks to the crystal ball in front of Hilo, it is full of everything and everything.

People often say that truth is often hidden in details.

That's what Shilo was watching.

It is nonsense to say that the gods of Hilo and Ferosei cannot create crystals of this level, but to achieve a large scale, low cost, or even outrageously low...

But he could exhaust all the power of Hilo and all the power of the gods.

Behind an artificial crystal is the support of the entire civilization and the manifestation of highly developed productivity. Although Hilo and the gods can create better and more incredible crystals, they cannot achieve this level.

A crystal stumped a Majesty. It seemed absurd, but it was a reality.

Just like Wu Chen racked his brains and tried his best to purify mitril silver and pure gold. He did not get what he wanted in billions of experiments, but instead an unexpected metal intelligent life emerged.

The limitations and dilemmas of the two Your Majesties have been revealed, and that everything is relative. There are many things and many things that Your Majesty cannot easily achieve, let alone do whatever you want.

Hilo is not a pantheon, but a factory similar to the earth. In this huge factory, it is filled with spoils collected from the earth, and a large part of it is smuggled in through the plane trading center at a considerable price.

Behind Hilo, the clones of major gods stood, and these high men were like Hilo, all looked like a group of ordinary people.

Yes, after consolidating all the breath and power, the captured geoengineers and technicians can devote their knowledge and experience. No matter whether this dedication is forced or voluntary, the factory has been built.

The engineers and technicians on the scene didn't know who the group of people standing by and watching silently were. They were just doing their own work tremblingly under the whip of the supervisor. At first glance, it seemed that it was no different from an ordinary factory on earth. However, anyone who had seen a modern production workshop could easily find countless differences.

The purpose of this workshop is to create crystals suspended in front of Hilo.

The final test and installation work was constructed in sweat, whip, screams and howls. The sky outside was already dark. Outside the factory, the open-air nuclear fusion reactor began to work, and the huge energy was generated and gathered out of thin air, touching the gods behind Hilo.

This level of energy is bound in a small metal box, is this the artificial sun that the heretics rely on?

Now it is extremely tame, and the explosions created by the same principle can be attracted by the gods on the battlefield.

The huge power input, after equipment debugging, transmits current into the workshop with a stable and reasonable voltage. The soft light projected from all directions of the factory immediately illuminates the huge internal space.

The light is soft, but uniform and just right. No matter where the angle you are, there is no shadow. Shadowless lighting has become the standard equipment for standard production workshops. However, people on site, whether Hilo or the gods, cannot understand the hardships, progress and significance represented by them, let alone those supervisors who wield whips, only need results, but never care about the process and principles.

There are many similar details, and everyone, from His Majesty to Ordinary People, only pays attention to the results and does not care about the crucial process.

All the machines started smoothly, with a lot of noise and a lot of minor situations, but under the threat of death and under the whip of the whip, these prisoners from the earth and precious engineering and technical personnel were working tremblingly.

No one has tried to explain anything, and no one has tried to prove their value anymore. The worldview and values ​​of the two sides are completely different. These things are all talked about and cannot be communicated at all.

The raw materials are all stolen, everything is ready-made, just assembled and then produced, without any difficulty, but the yield rate is outrageous.

When a fist-sized artificial crystal appeared in front of Hilo, the gods surrounded him and used their divine thoughts to compare the previous one with it!

"It's really... it's not bad at all!" a goddess exclaimed.

Not bad, it was just a group of prisoners, but only a part of the stolen equipment, machines, and things produced were exactly the same as the seized finished products.

What does this mean?

It represents something that gods and even everyone is unfamiliar with, a very complex thing.

"There is still a difference..." a god refuted dissatisfiedly.

"The difference is as small as a slight slightest, and it can be ignored!"

"Then what...the factory, how many such things can be produced in a day?"

This kind of crystal of size and quality is not just a decoration, but also a lot of key magical structures and key props for enchantment. Any of them can cause a lot of competition for forces, but in this inconspicuous... factory, it can emerge like flowing water.

A voter who seemed extremely humble on the side called the great noble who owned the factory. The great nobleman knew his assets clearly. He had just obtained the number. Unexpectedly, it was a jaw-dropping number.

"One thousand five hundred..."

The gods looked at each other, and Hilo did not comment.

In fact, anyone who knows how to do this will be ashamed of this number. The raw materials are insufficient, the quality is unstable, and the quantity cannot keep up. In addition, the equipment, factory construction is not standard, irregular, etc., the addition of many factors will result in such a "shocking" number.

But at least, these nobles, including the gods, were extremely satisfied...

Only Hilo, the supreme, this powerful man who is as wise as the sea.

After a long time, he sighed, and then his figure slowly faded away from the factory. The gods left behind realized Hilo's regret and dissatisfaction, looked at each other in surprise, and then left speechlessly.

As night falls, the cities around the factory also light up the lights from the earth, and the decorations. At first glance, the city never sleeps seems to be replicated here.
Chapter completed!