I, Stone Golem, only want to forge.

"What is 'G'?" Murphy asked Siri.

"Mr. Murphy, have you ever heard of divinity?" Siri wasn't surprised that Murphy would ask this question, so he had already prepared an explanation.

"Yes, is the formation of a divine spark a condition for becoming a god?" Murphy replied.

"That is why everything that being does becomes its own personhood, but only when God can influence reality will that personhood be manifested to a certain extent."

"Is the divine essence the transformation of the essence into rules?" Murphy speculated, drawing on his past experience.

That's roughly how it is.

Sri couldn't be completely certain, after all, he had never seen a god, but had only found similar records in some related ancient books and materials.

However, whether it is true or not remains an unknown.

Murphy turned his head back and summoned the island golem again, continuing to heal while studying the two items he had just acquired.

The battlefield medic profession was placed next to the ice elemental lord, but to Murphy, it seemed to just sit there, without having much of an impact.

Of course, it's possible that it has an impact, but Murphy hasn't been in contact with it yet.

As for the remaining square...

A new row was created and placed there.

Murphy studied it carefully for a while and found that this thing was more like a blueprint than any ability or skill.

The number of these blueprints can be described as countless.

But what exactly is this blueprint for...?

Murphy thought for a long time and finally came up with a reasonable answer—ability, or rather, skill.

Yes, it's Murphy's stuff about sprinting and controlling the pace.

Since it is a blueprint, it must also be a form of written record, so Murphy's telepathy can still be understood to some extent.

That's why Murphy was able to tell that this thing was used to create skills.

Unfortunately, even if you have a blueprint, you still can't build it if you don't have the corresponding knowledge and technical skills.

However, after Murphy had skimmed through them, he took a closer look at the simpler blueprints at the beginning.

But I discovered that there were two that seemed to be the simplest, and I could actually understand them, and there was even a chance that I could build them.

[Simple Healing Technique] [Ice Element Wound Cleansing]

Murphy studied those two things carefully for a while.

Then it was discovered that these two things were the same methods it had used to treat people.

It's just that you have to rub it by hand, but this has become a skill that can be released with one click.

Murphy quickly made the connection and understood.

In other words, these so-called skills are essentially about automating certain processes.

A little thought reveals that this statement makes some sense, but there may be some things that need to be added.

For example, Murphy learned many of his special abilities, such as the ability to change his body shape, which he obtained from the slime.

Or it could be a skill like a dash that activates inexplicably, with no discernible sequence of events.

How can these be explained?

While Murphy was pondering, it had almost finished treating the remaining children.

But it remained silent, simply pondering in place.

Until the bat, which had been placed on Lillian's lap at some point in the distance, suddenly flapped its wings and gradually transformed into a human.

Murphy was drawn to the commotion.

The vampire, Xiaoya, whom Lillian had mentioned, dazedly got up, looked around at her surroundings in a daze, and instinctively curled up.

However, when her gaze fell on Lillian and the baby in Lillian's arms, she instantly came to her senses.

Turning my head to look around, I could see that there were many children around me.

In the distance stood several stone figures and an old man surrounded by vines.

"What... is going on here?"

Although the girl's voice was extremely hoarse and weak, and seemed to be strained, it was still exceptionally beautiful.

"We were saved. Those two gentlemen healed us and saved you too."

While carefully examining Xiaoya's condition, Lillian pursed her lips at Sri and Murphy and began to explain.

"So you guys are alright?"

Xiaoya didn't care about her own affairs, but instead glanced at the children around her.

However, they found that they all had several bandages wrapped around their bodies, and judging from their complexion and condition, they looked pale and thin, perhaps due to hunger.

"My friend has gone to get some easily digestible food, so it may take a while. Sorry."

After Murphy finished, Sri spoke to the children to comfort them.

His friend was Diaz, who didn't come along because he went to find food.

Although there was still some food on board, most of it was food that was difficult to digest and too high in fat.

Feeding these children who have been starving for a long time with such food could actually harm their health.

"Thank you so much for your help."

Xiaoya gave Lillian a confirming look, and only after receiving an approving reply did she lower her head and express her gratitude.

"Not at all, I only did a little bit. It was Mr. Murphy who rescued you all."

Siri was able to distinguish between primary and secondary credit, and quickly pointed at Murphy and said.

However, Murphy ignored her at this moment, continuing to stare intently at Xiaoya with those intelligent eyes, and after a long while, he finally spoke:

"Is the ability to turn into a bat something you were born with?"

"Huh?" Xiaoya exclaimed in confusion.

Why is this savior's first question such a question?

Although it was a bit strange, the other party had saved his life after all.

So she answered anyway.

"Yes, it's innate."

Murphy nodded.

now it's right!

In fact, Murphy had just fallen into a cognitive bias; it subconsciously thought that only machines and runes could automate processes.

However, the moment it saw the bat transform into a human, it suddenly realized something.

The essence of this life form can also be described as automation!

Just like a person digests and absorbs the food they eat, who needs to use their brain to control it?

Isn't it all food that's swallowed and then naturally digested?

Those innate abilities or skills are naturally the same!

The former only involves the fourth layer of material interface, while the latter may involve the second, third, or even first layer of relationships!

For example, Xiaoya's ability to transform into a bat.

Perhaps she could accomplish it simply by thinking about it.

But what kind of movement her body went through at that moment was something she couldn't understand.

Moreover, it is highly likely that the essential principle behind the activation of this ability is not at the fourth level, but is related to the second and third levels.

Murphy thought for a moment and decided to verify his conjecture with his own eyes, so he asked.

"Can you transform again? I can pay you."

"Okay, but no need for payment. You saved me, so it's only right that I help you out."

Xiaoya didn't delve into why Murphy wanted her to transform.

Most of these remarkable people have their own eccentricities, which she can understand.

So after explaining just one sentence, he turned into a bat again, and then turned back.

Murphy used all his vision abilities this time and saw it clearly.

It could only describe what it had just seen in one word.

Complex!

Even though it was only a transformation that lasted a few seconds, Xiaoya didn't seem to be struggling at all.

In Murphy's eyes, the changes in spirit and magic involved were like surging waves, leaving Murphy somewhat stunned.

Knew it!

This is what is called innate talent.

It is a spiritual construct, just like the physical body, and not something that appears out of thin air without any basis.

It is possible to find the root cause!

So... it's unlikely that professionals can manipulate their innate physical structure, so where do their abilities come from?

Or where does the power that this craftsman's hammer gives me come from?

Murphy looked up, his gaze seemingly passing through the bed boards and landing on the eyeballs in the sky.

I really need to see the so-called professional workers' union with my own eyes.