Pheromone Recognition Disorder

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Central Temple, top floor.

In the huge repair room, a giant black and silver mecha was sleeping quietly.

——This is Forbidden Abyss.

Now, it is quite different from the almost skeletal skeleton on Aswinter, and the restoration of the appearance has basically reached 80%.

It is very easy to repair the external unit, because for the past three hundred years, Ye Shu has been using huge energy to warm and nourish the remains of the Forbidden Abyss, so it only looks dilapidated, but it is not decayed or aged.

The inner metal framework and the structure of each system are complete.

You only need to remove the damaged and rotten parts and repair them again.

Now the Forbidden Abyss can be transformed into a half-finished form, about 50 meters high, the whole body is black, and there is a phoenix totem engraved with titanium silver on the side.

At this moment, there is a huge floating repair platform directly in front of Jinyuan's chest. On the light blue light screen above the repair platform, countless dense streams of data are rapidly shuttled. Silver metal ball.

The outer shell was gently peeled off by the mechanical needle, and the precision parts inside had almost reached a level that is difficult for human eyes to distinguish, but the complexity and tightness of the inner structure was comparable to that of the human brain.

Those mechanical needles are being manipulated by an old man, quietly and meticulously repairing them.

A few staff members in white lab coats were standing behind, holding their breath and concentrating, but the excitement and excitement could not be concealed on their faces.

After all, this is Forbidden Abyss.

——The only 3S mech in the world.

At this time, there were hurried and chaotic footsteps outside, but when they reached the door, they became cautious again. The staff frowned and turned their heads to see a group of white-robed believers standing at the door, led by two bishops.

They looked anxious, but they were afraid of being disturbed, so they hesitated to speak.

A few seconds later, Angus, the chief mech maker, made eye contact with the person next to him. The latter immediately got off the suspension platform, walked over to inquire quickly, and came back a few minutes later with an anxious expression on his face. Channel:

"It is said that the temple has been invaded, and the other party seems to be heading straight for the forbidden abyss, so they asked the saint to take the forbidden abyss to transfer immediately."

"Invasion?"

Angus lowered his volume, but couldn't hide his annoyed tone,

"What are they doing?! The teacher is at a critical moment, how can he be disturbed?!"

despair--

After a slight sound, everyone looked at the old man in front of the console, and bowed their heads in respect and fear.

At this time, the dismantled core of the Forbidden Abyss suddenly tightened and closed, and the metal shells fit together, leaving almost no gaps. The old man disconnected the connection between the hand nerve and the mechanical needle, and shut down the repair system. and then look back,

"What's up?"

He has gray hair, thick eyebrows and cold eyes, and high cheekbones. At first glance, he belongs to the serious and rigid old pedant.