The country asked you to farm, you planted corn cannons

Chapter 362: The God of Craftsmanship of Ugly Country

At the same time, in Ugly Country, there was an underground facility somewhere in New York City.

A man wearing a black trench coat suddenly put down the hammer in his hand.

Then he turned around and looked at the circular device that was moving somewhere behind him.

"Oh? It's actually the same frequency?"

"It seems that the god of vegetation has noticed the hidden gift."

"Those Chinese people are really talented."

"I thought that even if I fed food into their mouths, it would take them a while to learn to eat."

"I didn't expect it to happen so quickly..."

"Hahaha, I don't know if they would like me to send them gifts."

"Ah, fortunately, I am a god who is very good at creating surprises..."

"Oh no, now, it should be a human being."

As he spoke, he slowly raised his hand.

Several mechanical assistants came slowly, holding a black tentacle on their small pincer-shaped claws.

This tentacle is exactly the same as the monster that emerged from the Rainbow Gate of the Tongxuansi Scientific Research Department.

The machine handed over the monster's tentacles.

That soft tentacle was still stained with a lot of black blood from the so-called divine enemy.

But the man didn't even look at it, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it.

He was not burned by the black blood. Instead, he naturally threw it on the test table in front of him, grabbed the tweezers and scalpel and began to slice and dissect it.

Everything was so comfortable, the man couldn't help but hum a little tune.

"God-killing weapons, used to kill god-killers..."

"Hahaha, I wonder if the god of vegetation, the successor of Artemis, can withstand my next gift?"

As he spoke, he turned his head slightly and looked towards the corner.

Several humanoid apostles, which had been heavily modified like Erica before, were lowering their heads, as if they were falling asleep.

Unlike Erica, these mechanical apostles have two thumb-thick medicine tubes inserted into their backs.

There was blood flowing in the tube, and it was all blood that could kill gods.

Every part of the apostle's body was carefully forged, and every metal part was engraved with the same name using some kind of power——

【Hephaestus】

"Master Craftsman, the pressure from China... we can't stand it."

"It depends on what Hua Xiaxia Mansion wants. If we don't show up to express our position, they will personally send people to Chou Country to search in the name of a thorough investigation."

"You also know, after all, the situation in Chou Country is here."

"In the past, we could still challenge China, but since Agtilius made a big fuss in the country, our situation has become worse and worse..."

"Now, all Blue Star countries are siding with China to put pressure on us."

"If we don't find some reasons to explain, I'm afraid Chou Country will be liquidated by China!"

The man known as the "God of Craftsman" slowly turned around, looked at him with a slightly contemptuous look, and then smiled faintly:

"Oh, so what?"

"Is it possible that the superpower back then doesn't even have the courage to face China directly?"

"Or do you think that I can't compete with those new gods of China?"

The visitor was speechless for a moment, so he had to hold his hands and said hesitantly: "This... this..."

In fact, both are 놋.

But he didn't dare to express his worries in front of this person.

After all, the "Craftsman God" in front of me is the first "god-killer" in history, and he is also the first god on the Blue Star that has come into contact with humans.

He could only express his worries in a roundabout way, and said cautiously:

"After all...after all, according to China's current public records, they have killed many gods."

"Among them, even facing two domain gods head-on, he still didn't fall behind, and even managed to kill them instantly with a backhand."

"I'm just worried..."

Before he finished speaking, the guy who came to report the news suddenly lost his voice.

His eyes widened so fast that they seemed to pop out, his mouth opened wide, and he stumbled and fell on the ground.

Hephaestus grinned, walked over to the man with interest, and said:

"Oh? You don't believe in my strength so much?"

"Have you forgotten that I was the first god to set foot on Blue Star and have contact with humans?"

He said calmly, with a hint of majesty in his tone.

"I have taught you mortals how to control fire, how to cast metal, and I have personally ignited the fire of human civilization!"

Hephaestus smiled slightly, bent down and pinched the man's chin, forcing him to look directly into his eyes.

"Do you think you can deal with me with that little trick? Oh, those so-called newborn gods are just babies to me, and I am the real immortal on this blue star!"

After finishing speaking, he let go of his hand and let the man fall back on the bed with a muffled sound.

Hephaestus turned around and returned to the workbench.

"Everything in Blue Star is made by me. From a certain point of view, you are all just my subordinates."

"China's rebellious behavior is nothing more than a rebellious child's futile resistance to his father..."

"I can play with them and observe the reasons why these batch-produced gods were selected by the World Tree."

"But that doesn't mean I can't destroy those weak guys."

Hephaestus sneered, picked up the knife, and continued to cut the monster's tentacle.

"The Chinese, the God of Plant Life, is just a toddler with the help of Demeter."

"Wait and see, they will soon see what a true god is..."

"The God among Gods!"

He said, and threw the cut monster tissue into the petri dish beside him.

Then he walked to a monster machine and started to operate it.

As he moved, the humanoid apostles around him began to become restless.

Their bodies began to twist violently, as if something was trying to break out of the shell from their bodies.

The black liquid injected into the thick tubes behind the apostles began to flow rapidly, as if delivering nutrients to the monsters that were about to wake up.

"Ah... it's time."

Hephaestus smiled and pressed the last switch.

In an instant, the entire underground facility was shaken by waves of earth-shaking noises.

The bodies of the humanoid apostles suddenly swelled, their muscle tissues grew rapidly, and their metal skeletons were ruthlessly twisted.

They let out heart-wrenching roars, and the metal armor on their bodies fell off piece by piece in the violent twisting.

Then, accompanied by several explosions, the things in these guys' bodies broke out in an extremely violent way.

Limbs flew everywhere, and bloody pieces of flesh gradually fell off.

These carefully crafted apostles were transformed into some kind of indescribable appearance.