Two Dimensional Journey

Two minutes later, Zhang Xiang finally felt that the rough steel embryo reached its best condition. Look. Wool. Line. Chinese. Text. Net

As a result, he dissipated the dark flames that pervaded it.

And those nano-scale bio-robots contained in the crude steel embryo... No, it should be said that they are the nano-level bio-robots in the steel of fine steel. They are also radiating the last of their lives as the dark flame dissipates. A trace of brilliance absorbs all the heat contained in the steel.

Suddenly, a faint green light appeared on the thick piece of steel.

Then, as the green light disappeared, a piece of steel with a rounded feeling appeared in front of Zhang Xiang's eyes.

He stretched out his right hand and touched the piece of fine steel slightly, but a faint feeling of warmth came.

Moreover, as Zhang Xiang's gradual increase, the surface of that piece of stainless steel did not show the slightest trace, or there were signs of depression.

You know, with Zhang Xiang's current arm strength, even if he doesn't use Chakra to activate his body, his strength is still tens of tons.

It is not a problem at all to blast a cliff with one punch.

However, this piece of stainless steel can even exhibit nearly half of Zhang Xiang's strength, without significant surface deformation, which is already very strong.

However, Zhang Xiang did not try any more.

For buildings, this strength is sufficient.

And then, Zhang Xiang did not perform any additional treatment, and controlled Suzuo Nenghu to throw the stainless steel on his left hand toward the slope.

Then, the piece of stainless steel happened to be stuck in one of the reserved corners. See 1 Mao 2 Line 3 Chinese Net

At the same time, Zhang Xiang also began to refine the other four supporting steel columns.

Because of the previous experience, his refining technique this time was a bit faster. Within two minutes, the remaining three thick steel pillars were already refined and embedded in the corner of the wall.

However, after finishing these things.

However, Zhang Xiang not only did not breathe a sigh of relief, but became more serious.

Because, next he will do something he is not sure about.

Because the technique he will use next is to use fire magic to realize his ideas.

As everyone knows, he doesn't have much experience with magic, especially fire magic.

Therefore, he will be so serious.

"Let's start..." Zhang Xiang closed his eyes slightly and stretched out his hands.

Powerful magical fluctuations radiated from his body, but he was firmly bound within a few meters of his body.

After learning that there is magic in this world, he dared not show his magic power wantonly.

Then, Zhang Xiang slowly stretched out his right hand and opened it slightly.

In an instant, a gray-white flame appeared on Zhang Xiang's right hand.

It was as if the gray-white flame on Zhang Xiang's right hand was a ignited lead.

Suddenly, the magic power that was bound by Zhang Xiang's body was suddenly ignited like an open flame encountered by oil.

The entire basement was instantly lit by the skyrocketing flames.

The flames filled with both hot and cold breath envelop Zhang Xiang heavily.

Zhang Xiang slowly stretched out his hands, as if he was hugging something.

Then, in the next moment.

Countless lotus-like flames split from the gray-white flames that wrapped Zhang Xiang, and split towards the surroundings.

Then, it fell gently on the ground, especially on the pile of steel like a hill, and smelted in silently.

In the silence, the gray-white underworld occupied all the corners of the basement.

And those piles of steel attached to a large amount of underworld fire began to melt away quickly, forming a stream of silver-white steel that was supposed to be extremely hot, but in fact it exudes both hot and cold scents, swaying around. Go, gradually covering the entire room.

Then, Zhang Xiang's hands were slowly raised.

Those silver-white steel smelting streams, like an unknown force, climbed up to the wall in violation of gravity, gradually covering the walls and even the ceiling.

Some of the silver-white steel stream that filled the ceiling dripped down and turned into various small parts separated from each other. They were wrapped into the ground. I don’t know when they appeared. Some have evolved. Out of a certain strange quality equipment.

It's like the plot in a certain movie, and countless things have changed from nothing.

The whole scene seems to have gone through thousands of years in an instant, with countless things being manufactured and embedded in suitable places.

Five minutes later, when Zhang Xiang's slightly closed eyes slowly opened, and his hands were slowly lowered.

The gray-white flames that filled the entire room, like a rootless fire, quietly extinguished, exposing the smooth steel surface underneath.

"It's finally finished." Zhang Xiang was undoubtedly relieved, and gradually recovered the magic power that was quietly cooling the whole room.

At this time, the whole room has been added a bit of science fiction color, and the whole room is made of silver-white steel.

Of course, even more eye-catching is the number of machines that are distributed in the center of the room and filled with science fiction.

This is what Zhang Xiang needs to make something next.

Everything is high-density, and there is a machine tool that is close to tens of nanometers.

Really nano-level machine tools, with Zhang Xiang's current strength, and those steel materials can not be produced.

But undoubtedly, in such a short time, he was very proud of having created such a room full of sci-fi style, as well as those extremely sophisticated machinery.

But when he really relaxed, he actually felt dizzy, which was the result of his magical power being somewhat overdrawn.

Don't look at the scene, but it is always more difficult to make than to destroy.

Not to mention, Zhang Xiang hasn't used rituals to enhance his magic power...