I, Stone Golem, only want to forge.

As the Thing, Murphy possesses not only the Thing's stubbornness but also another characteristic of the Thing.

I'm afraid of trouble.

It doesn't want to get involved in those troublesome things, and it doesn't want to deal with other species, so it never bargains when trading with other species.

As long as the person seeking its forging has some respect for it and its creations, it will do its best to complete the task, even if the other party cannot provide anything of value for the time being.

Moreover, if something goes wrong after a poor job, after-sales service can be quite troublesome.

To do something well is to do it to the best of one's ability; this has always been Murphy's forging philosophy.

So it had considered setting up a fully automated production line for Gobru's orders.

Then it cannot be perfunctory.

It plans to automate everything from self-feeding and self-fire control to nutrient solution delivery, nutrient solution discharge, and post-hatching goblin transportation.

The rest of the parts are simple, except for two places that are a bit troublesome.

First, how do we determine when goblin hatching is complete, and how do we send the goblin out of the breeding room once it has been detected that hatching is complete?

Secondly, since automation is required, what should be done regarding when and how much material should be fed in, and what temperature should be used when boiling the nutrient solution?

Surely the goblins can't just find a ladder and climb up the machine to observe it, can they?

There is definitely a need for a statistical method, and a platform that can fully display the statistical method.

Murphy began to think as he clattered and clanged as he assembled the most basic nutrient solution circulation system.

……

While Murphy was working and thinking, the goblins and several humans were dumbfounded as they watched him hammer out such a huge machine.

For Murphy, the machine was merely a toy he had assembled bit by bit, like building blocks, using his own knowledge.

However, for two melee fighters who had never been exposed to any advanced magical knowledge...

What's the difference between this thing and a wonder?

Sylph looked at the impressive-looking but strangely mysterious machine, blinked, and tilted her head.

As an elf living in harmony with nature.

Her hometown wasn't without such complex facilities, but she knew they were all achieved through life magic or runes.

Therefore, no matter how powerful a device is, it first needs a user worthy of it, such as a powerful mage or a naturally strong race...

But as she watched the machine taking shape in Murphy's hands, the liquid inside flowing rapidly.

It doesn't look like it's powered by magic at all!

Because of their long lifespans and exceptional magical talent, elves' first reaction to difficulties is to solve them with magic.

That is, using magic to replace thinking.

Even if they think about it, they will eventually figure out how to solve it with magic.

This is a common problem among those powerful, long-lived individuals.

The longer you live, the stronger you become; the stronger you become, the less you think; and the less you think, the less knowledge or lessons you can learn from your experiences.

However, their long memories and immense strength will make them forget the hardships they once endured.

Or perhaps there are some powerful, immortal beings who simply don't suffer at all.

Then they'd be even less likely to actively think about anything.

Therefore, living longer does not necessarily mean being smarter.

On the contrary, the longer you live, the dumber and more confused you may become.

Fortunately, Sylph is still a young elf, and her thinking is not yet rigid.

It hasn't reached the level of "my super intelligence tells me to use super magic".

Sylph then poked Lynn with the hilt of her sword and asked curiously.

"Wow, Enzi, you've seen a lot. Tell me, what is this thing?"

Lynn also looked troubled, frantically rubbing his hair, and for a long time, all he could think of were the buildings in his hometown.

"It feels like a mage tower, or like that water conservancy project we're working on? Sister, aren't you trying to make things difficult for me by asking me these questions?"

"That's true... the style feels a bit like something from the dwarven world?"

With one hand over her chest and the other pinching her chin, Sylph frowned slightly as she guessed.

After a long silence, Goblu slowly said:

"It's like something from a previous era of humanity; the current style of those dwarves is also a copy of that era's humans."

Lynn and Sylph exchanged a glance, both somewhat shocked that Goblu could say such a thing.

For a goblin, this gentleman is far too knowledgeable.

Why would such an intelligent creature like a goblin, whose maximum level is only a lord, appear?

This can't be just nonsense, right...?

Sylph gave Lynn a wink, signaling him to judge whether Gobluth was telling the truth.

Lynn nodded first, indicating that what he said must be true.

Then he shook his head, indicating that he did not know about the matter.

"Then ask her." Sylph mouthed.

Lynn nodded, his tone towards Goblu becoming even more respectful:

"Mr. Goblu, you seem to have some knowledge of the last era."

"Hehe, I wouldn't call it research, I just learned a little bit through some opportunities, and I can't guarantee it's correct."

Gobru chuckled, modestly deflecting the question, and then asked in return.

"Mr. Lynn, why don't you tell me what you know first? Otherwise, if I listen to random things and talk nonsense, wouldn't I make a fool of myself?"

Lynn dug out the knowledge he had learned when he was a child.

"It is said that hundreds of years ago, there was a civilization that was even more powerful than it is today. People in that era are said to have created prosperity by virtue of their great strength."

While our current civilization is quite powerful, what sets us apart from other races is primarily our cultural level and economic strength.

Sylph pursed her lips and said with some emotion:

"Your economic strength must be high, since the currency used for transactions in this market is all human...."

Lynn glanced at the sour-smelling elf, smiled dismissively, and then turned to Goblu and spoke.

"I don't know the rest..."

This is why Goblin was willing to risk everything to join the Human Alliance: human currency is universally accepted worldwide.

If Gobru wants to lead his tribe to expand, he must use human currency.

Using a race's currency means entering that race's credit system.

It can ignore humans behind their backs, speak sarcastically to them, and do anything negative to them.

However, it cannot outwardly resist humanity.

As long as it wants to develop, it can never afford to offend humanity.

After Lynn finished speaking, Goblu revealed a portion of what he knew:

"The prosperity of humanity in this era relies on a theory called 'essence, energy, and spirit,' which directly deconstructs the magic system."

Therefore, the number of professions and ways for humans to become stronger in this era may be greater than the total number of species in the entire world combined.

After it finished speaking, it turned its gaze to the machine that Murphy was forging, especially the pot inside the machine.

"But apart from the methods to become stronger, your utilization of nature and its rules is indeed on a completely different level compared to before your civilization's collapse."

Sylph, being an elf, had learned some magic, so she spoke first and asked the question.

"Does 'utilizing nature and its laws' refer to things like runes and magical principles?"

Goblu nodded.

"So which one is more powerful? But judging from the current situation, it might be humanity's pre-civilization? Hmm... but humanity's current civilization doesn't seem to have developed for very long, so who knows, it might become stronger in the future..."

Sylph muttered a few words to herself, a sense of unease creeping into her heart.

As humanity continues to grow stronger, it's impossible for other races not to have objections.

Will there be a war?

She has friends among humans and friends among elves.

Therefore, she disliked war.

Although Goblu possessed a high level of intelligence, it was more concerned with preventing its tribe from freezing to death during the cold wave than with considering these other things.

……

Meanwhile, Murphy finally came up with a solution!