I, Stone Golem, only want to forge.

Chapter 38 feels rather chilly.

Siri and Old Ke exchanged a glance, both sensing each other's confusion.

Old Ke spoke first.

"Weren't these just a few small stones back then? How come there are suddenly even smaller ones?"

Sri shook his head.

"I don't know, but what are they here for?"

"Maybe they're here to capture goblins?"

Old K pondered for a moment, then kicked the goblin slightly towards them.

Just as it expected, the small stones rushed forward, lifted the goblin up, and then ran away with a thud.

The two quickly followed, both wanting to see what Murphy was up to this time, but when they returned to the goblin camp...

But the sudden appearance of the enormous machine in front of them made them stop in their tracks, as if they had been transported to another world.

They thought to themselves, "They've only been gone for a few hours, right?"

Where did this huge machine come from out of nowhere? It looks so out of place and jarringly out of place with its surroundings!

"Wow, Murphy's awesome."

Old K, oh no, this skeleton, although somewhat arrogant, actually has great respect and admiration for those with unique abilities.

Upon seeing this large machine, one doesn't even need to think to know that it belongs to Murphy.

So he grinned, chuckled, and sighed, then ran over to Murphy to see what was going on.

Siri watched the skeleton run away in a flash, and couldn't see any trace of the legendary pioneer knight in it.

However, he was also just as bad as the pot calling the kettle black; as a druid at this level, he wasn't exactly normal either.

So the two of them quickly walked to Murphy's side.

Old Ke's gaze fell on the machinery, then on the funnels and outlets.

Although its intelligence is unclear, it is very knowledgeable.

Based on his experience, he was able to tell what the thing in front of him was, so he asked with some surprise.

"Is this thing fully automatic?"

Murphy nodded.

"Such a huge machine, it must take a long time to carve a single rune, right? You can make it in such a short time? Don't tell me those little stone golems did the carving for you..."

Murphy nodded again, glancing out of the corner of his eye at the goblin on the ground with its limbs twisted.

Then he gently patted Goblu's shoulder, gesturing for it to come to the control panel so he could teach it how to use it.

As a druid, Siri could indeed understand some of the principles behind the use of the machines Murphy created.

Especially those pieces of strange snake bloodwood wrapped in containers.

He looked down at the constantly flowing nutrient solution and, following its flow, moved it back onto the wood.

Then, moving upwards along the wood, we moved back to the pipes on the upper level.

Then he fell into deep thought.

The knowledge I had about goblins and the Bloodwood Serpent gradually surfaced in my mind.

He quickly figured out the principle.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth pressed down slightly.

The so-called layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway.

Even the biggest commotion is still just commotion; it only makes people think it's impressive.

Those ingenious designs and ideas, however, can instantly amaze and shock even these experts.

Perfectly natural, a masterpiece of craftsmanship!

These were the only thoughts that popped into his head at that moment.

Siri even had a thought.

The goblin's reproductive method is due to the plant *Serpent's Bloodwood*.

However, this is clearly impossible.

These two things are not even related at all.

But Murphy cleverly combined them together!

This made him even more convinced that perhaps the craftsman's spirituality had become somewhat extraordinary.

……

After Goblu finished learning how to operate the equipment, the same problem resurfaced.

So what about the materials?

Since we're going to test whether this machine can be used, we need to get the goblins to prepare some materials, right?

Well, it can't just come, can it?!

He's an old man, he can't afford to lose face like that.

Just as the idea flashed through its mind, intending to find some nearby goblins and get them to produce some...

Murphy did something that sent chills down the spines of all the males present.

It lifted the goblin with its limbs twisted.

Then it slowly summoned its hammer, which transformed wildly in its hand.

It turned into a syringe.

then……

The goblin let out its most piercing scream yet.

However, not long after, Murphy slapped him on the head, making it explode.

I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing.

Although the sound had disappeared, the chilling, terrifying scene continued to replay in the minds of the men around them, and the piercing scream lingered in their ears.

Even Sylph couldn't help but squeeze her legs together, feeling a chill down her groin.

"No... this is too..."

Although she didn't have that organ, she still vaguely experienced phantom pain.

His expression became somewhat distorted, and he didn't even know what words to use to describe it.

Lynn shuddered, took a few deep breaths, and forcibly suppressed the awkwardness in his heart.

Let’s shift our attention to Murphy’s actions.

Siri sighed and remained silent.

Old K, however, nodded thoughtfully as he saw the goblin being tortured like this.

"Do you need any more ingredients? I'll get you a few more."

Murphy shook his head and poured the seeds he had extracted into the corresponding funnel.

Then let the other little stone men fill the remaining funnels as well.

Then it turned its head to indicate that Goblin could begin to control it.

Goblu let out a breath and looked at the machine in front of him with some nervousness.

It took a moment to mentally prepare itself before following Murphy's instructions.

Press the button, and a slight buzzing sound will be heard.

The material began to flow continuously into the machine through the one-way valve under the funnel.

The sounds of burning, boiling water, stirring... all sorts of sounds rang out one after another.

The machine is running successfully.

Murphy nodded in satisfaction upon seeing this and said:

"The first batch of production may be completed in two or three days."

"Two or three days?" Everyone was taken aback upon hearing this.

All eyes turned to Goblu.

"Isn't this a bit too fast? Doesn't it usually take 1 to 2 months?"

Goblu was also puzzled, frowning as he asked in bewilderment.

Siri actually spoke up to explain before Murphy:

"That's because you goblins need to gestate inside the womb until you're sub-adult before you come out. If you're just a juvenile, two or three days is indeed enough."

After listening, Goblu suddenly understood and offered a complimentary compliment with admiration.

"Mr. Sri is indeed very knowledgeable. How could you know things that even a goblin like me doesn't understand?"

Lynn's gaze fell on the druid who had made a deal with Goblin, his eyes gleaming.

He always felt that this Mr. Siri was unusual, to be precise...

He felt that anyone who knew Mr. Murphy was not an ordinary person.

Including that skeleton, including Mr. Goblu.

How about I take this opportunity to get to know them? Having more friends means having more options, right?

However, Murphy ignored their thoughts and only wanted to finish his work, so he didn't linger.

It came here in the first place to fulfill orders, and set two goals.

Collect information about the local geography and find suitable materials, such as a large amount of decaying matter, to study theories related to essence, energy, and spirit.

Those little stone men have already surveyed the geographical environment.

As for the theory of essence, energy, and spirit, after this construction and Lao Ke's explanation, I have already understood it quite well, so there is no need to collect any materials.

However, reproduction cannot be accomplished in a short period of time.

Therefore, the machine's effects are not yet apparent.

The rewards will naturally not be distributed so quickly.

So instead of wasting time here, I should hurry home and continue studying my own work.

"I'm leaving. Contact me if you have any problems."

Without much hesitation, it uttered a single sentence, summoned all the small stones back, and then dashed away.

Everyone was left bewildered as Murphy suddenly ran away.

It took Lynn a moment to realize what was happening.

"Wait! I haven't stated my request yet!"

Srui's lips twitched, but strangely, he felt no surprise at all.

He figured it out.

Mr. Murphy is a bit too down-to-earth.

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