Mecha Forger

Through the miniature magnifying glass, Jim Field easily found the largest and fattest one in the box of gadgets he called energy-devouring insects.

He pointed his finger at the position of the energy-devouring insect and gently tapped it. A small copper tube that could only allow an energy-devouring insect to crawl through was stretched out next to it.

Jim Field curled his lips with satisfaction, took out a mental recovery potion from his space buckle, and opened it slowly.

In an instant, the unique smell of the mental recovery potion filled the entire room.

This is simply an irresistible attraction for energy-eating insects that feed on mental power and energy nutrients from various parts of the host's body.

The energy-devouring insects moved excitedly, trying every possible means to get closer to the alluring smell.

Unfortunately, the box in Jim Field's hand was too tightly sealed, and they couldn't break free of the box despite all their efforts.

It's so delicious that you can't smell it.

This feeling forces the energy-devouring bugs to give up their animal instincts and use their small brains.

The tower near the water gets the moon first.

In the end, the "chosen son" who was favored by Jim Field saw through the "trap" and ran towards the road to "success".

However, it didn't know that when its body completely entered the slender copper pipe, the road was closed again.

The brothers and sisters in its box will be thrown into the space buckle again in the near future.

They can do nothing but fall into a deep sleep.

However, this is all for later.

The "Chosen One" who knows nothing about his future is currently walking towards the food with his eight pairs of legs that are not obvious, squirming his plump body.

But the moment it emerged from the copper pipe, the food actually moved.

Not only that, the aroma of the food is also quickly disappearing.

This is difficult for the energy-devouring insect with a small brain capacity. Its small black eyes are full of confusion.

Feeling the hesitation of the energy-devouring insect, Jim Field quickly accelerated the speed of taking the mental power recovery potion.

Seeing that one potion was about to reach the bottom, the energy-devouring insect finally reacted, turned its head and squirmed in the direction of Jim Field.

Jim Field curled his lips with satisfaction, gently dripped a drop of the few mental recovery potions left at the bottom of the bottle onto his finger, and stretched it in the direction of the energy-devouring worm.

The energy-devouring insect's extremely small head didn't even have time to think, so it followed its animal instinct and aimed its mouthpart at the mental recovery potion on Jim Field's finger...

How much can a drop of mental recovery potion contain?

After a while, it was gone.

Not to mention making up for the consumption of years of coma, even the energy gained from climbing all the way cannot be replenished.

The energy-devouring insect poked its mouthparts here and there, wishing it could be turned into a human tongue and lick up the remaining mental power recovery potion.

However, it is different, just different.

Change is impossible!

Licking is impossible!

After poking in the east and poking in the west, there is only one result...

It actually made a small opening on Jim Field's finger.

The slight sting made Jim Field's already bad mood even worse. He took a deep breath and then resisted the urge to slap the thing to death.