The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 345 What are you laughing at

By the time Latarn rushed back to Wuming's side, covered in gravel and covered in dust, Wuming had already ended the battle.

A huge crater appeared in the Wailing Sand Dune. Yellow sand spread along the crater, revealing a [-]-meter-wide surface of a hot meteorite.

Wuming was standing on the surface of the meteorite, with a headless falling star beast next to him.

Wuming was sitting on the body of the headless Starfall Beast, holding its head in his hand.The huge jaw horns were torn open one by one in Wuming's hands.There was a sound of cracking silk, and the huge jaw horns and head split together with the hair, revealing a huge, round azure pyroxene ball hidden in the head.

Wuming weighed the huge pyroxene ball, moving it back and forth in his hand, constantly moving it from his left hand to his right hand, and from his right hand to his left hand.

"Is it hot?" Latane asked.

"Are you kidding, am I afraid of getting burned?" Wuming said, "This is a happy look."

Latarn looked at the headless body of the Falling Star Beast, and looked around. There were no signs of struggle, and there were no signs of many attacks launched by the Falling Star Beast. The nameless ending was clean and quite fast.

"I thought you wanted to keep them again," Latane said, "as livestock or something."

"In the past, I needed it to pull carts, but also for appearance, and to protect my caravan." Wuming said, "Now... haha, it will be updated when it's time to iterate."

Wuming showed Latarn the pyroxene ball:

"Now their greater value is this. The intact pyroxene seems to be worth more than the fragmented pyroxene."

Latarn nodded: "Of course, just like gems, the bigger and more complete the pyroxene, the stronger the effectiveness, and the stronger the power contained in it. Falling Star Beast is a life born from the stars, you just tear open this kind of Life, take away the pyroxene inside, which is naturally the most effective."

"How much pyroxene ore can it hold?" Wuming asked.

"It's far from what you need."

Wuming was not discouraged after listening to Latarn's words. He stared at the gradually cooling meteorite at his feet:
"It's okay, there's still plenty underfoot anyway."

Wuming walked back and forth on the meteorite, waiting for the meteorite to cool down. Then he couldn't wait any longer and even used cold magic to dissipate heat from the meteorite.

Meteorites rattled in the unknown freezing fog.

"What's the sound? Is another life born?" Wuming asked.

"No, the meteorite cracked," Latane said.

Wuming quickly found the place where the sound came from, and sure enough he saw a deep ravine cracked in the ground.

Wuming was a little worried: "It won't affect mining, right?"

"Probably not." Latane said, "This is also a mining method that can reduce the difficulty of cutting."

Wuming opened the crack and looked inside, only to see an amber light, which was the color of meteorites.In the amber depths, deep purple light flashes.

Mining meteorites is not a simple job, especially since this is not a mine, but a sand dune. It is impossible to dig at all. If you dig a small pit, it will be immediately buried by the sand. If you want to dig here, you must first build a Suitable sand retaining board.

But now that Wuming has Latan by his side, he doesn't need to mine them all.

Latarn's big hand stroked the cracks on the meteorite, and deep purple magic power poured into the cracks and spread throughout the interior of the meteorite.

The earth trembled, and the hundred-meter-long boulder also trembled and rose slightly.It is like a small floating island, suspended above the sand dunes, revealing the bottom buried in the sand and rocks.

Wuming's eyes lit up when he saw the scene at the bottom.

The bottom of the meteorite is indeed a bit like an island, thicker in the middle and flatter around the edges, giving it a slightly tapered shape.But at the bottom of the regular cone, a large number of crystals are adhered irregularly.

There are blue and green, and all kinds of crystal clear translucent crystals are stuck under the meteorite, shining with fluorescence.

Wuming quickly stepped forward and knocked at different places to collect various radiant crystals.

Wuming collected about half a ton and put them all into boxes with satisfaction, ready to take them back.

Wuming's heart was filled with the joy of a good harvest, not the half-ton of pyroxene in the box, but the thought that he had just knocked off a layer of skin under the meteorite for a long time, which made him feel quite rich.

He could have left a small portion of the supply to Serui for sale, and even that would have brought him plenty of wealth.

"Let's go, let's check that unlucky child first to see what kind she wants." Wuming hugged the box and said goodbye to Latarn.

Latan asked: "Don't you cut open the meteorite to collect pyroxene?"

"Isn't the pyroxene in the meteorite a gravity stone?" Wuming asked, "The purple kind."

"Yes, you want pyroxene." Latan said.

"You can have some too." Wuming followed Shanruliu and chiseled out a few pieces of purple pyroxene from the cracks in the meteorite.Although it is estimated that Serui does not need this kind of pyroxene, it can subsidize the family income.

Latan exhaled loudly, turned the boulder upside down, and put it back headfirst.It will be more convenient if you need to mine it later.

Wuming rushed back to Yatan from Galid with a box of pyroxene, and handed the box to Serui.

"Having ridden on the fast horse Latarn, I felt that this journey was too slow." Wuming lamented.

"Latan is not a horse, he has a horse." Serui corrected Wuming, "You said it wrong."

"I'm right." Wuming said, "Stop trying to find fault with me and come and see the pyroxene."

Wuming opened the box, found a plate, and put various pyroxenes on the plate one by one:
"Here are omphacite, blue pyroxene, rhodite, black pyroxene, gray pyroxene, and alexenite... Which one do you want? I only collected samples. If you want them, I will start picking them."

Se Rui picked up a piece of pyroxene. The pyroxene lay on her crystalline palm, looking a little dull.

"Have you not mined it before? Why do you still ask me what kind of pyroxene I want?" Serui asked.

"Because it's different." Wuming said, "I don't know which kind of pyroxene is better. I don't mine pyroxene. I'm only responsible for paying wages to those who mine pyroxene."

Serui put down one gem and picked up another.

Just looking at them one after another, I quickly saw all the gems.

He was silent the whole time.

"Which one is better?" Wuming was curious.

"They are all rubbish," Serui said. "The impurities are so high that they cannot be used as pyroxene. Even those low-quality pyroxene are inferior."

"Ah?" Wuming was dumbfounded, "Aren't these pyroxenes pretty good? Look at the transparency, the ice type, the glass type, they're beautiful and crystal clear..."

"Pyroxene is not judged by its transparency, but by the power of the stars contained in it." Se Rui said.

Se Rui took out a piece of blue pyroxene crystal and compared it with the crystal brought by Wuming:
"Look, are you a pyroxene?"

"No, isn't it?" Wuming lowered his head, rolled his eyes and looked at Serui aggrievedly, "Maybe the color will be the same after a plate. It's still very tender now." "You are not a pyroxene." Serrui ruthlessly crushed Wuming's sophistry and threw the crystal to Wuming, "It's not so much pyroxene as it is just glass or glass residue."

The crystal was thrown into Wuming's palm, but it seemed to have penetrated Wuming's heart: "How could it be so? Didn't it say that a lot of pyroxene can be mined when meteorites fall? A lot of pyroxene was indeed collected in Shidong City. This time we still have Pulled a bigger star..."

"Where did you pull the stars?" Serui asked, "Why didn't I see it? If a larger star fell, I should be able to see it in Yatan."

"Galeed, Weeping Sand Dune." Wuming said, "How can I let you see it? If you could see the movement of Galide, Nimgefu would probably be destroyed by now."

Serui said: "So you chose to land the star on the dunes."

"The sand dunes can't even bear it," Wuming said, "Latarn even pushed it himself to control the damage within a tolerable range."

"No wonder." Serui said.

"What's the reason?" Wuming asked.

"Pyroxene is amber formed from stars. It contains the power of the fragments of life in the stars." Serui said, "Your stars are not broken, so how can you get the power from it."

Serui looked at the box:
"Most of them are just garbage residues that were crushed by meteorites and aggregated together. Even if there are some pyroxenes, they are mixed and contaminated, and they are all impurities."

Wuming realized in hindsight: "So what you are saying is that the conditions for meteorite to give birth to pyroxene are..."

"After a long journey, what stars give birth to at the end of their most vigorous life is the pyroxene, which has the power of stars." Serui explained, "To put it simply, it requires stars to directly bombard the ground without buffering. That kind of thing Under certain conditions, a large amount of pyroxene can be formed.”

Wuming took out a piece of amber gravel and a dark purple pyroxene from the box: "Isn't this a pyroxene?"

"These are, but they are fragments of meteorites, not amber formed by stars." Serui said, "What I need is not gravity pyroxene, nor the meteorite itself. Some meteorites will also transform into pyroxene under impact, you Obviously not."

Serui took out a crystal from the nameless box:
"This piece is okay. How many are there on the meteorite?"

Wuming identified it: "Not much, just some in the middle. Normally it's a lot, but it's far from what you need..."

Serui made a simple estimate based on Wuming's description:
"It's not bad. Just pull down a few thousand and that's enough."

"Then I have to blast the border area once more." Wuming looked at Serui with a hard-to-speak expression.

He originally thought that the transfer of Ser Lian's ideals to Ser Rui's side, from consuming magicians to consuming pyroxene, was a good change. Unexpectedly, Ser Rui's original idea was many times more serious than Ser Lian's.

Letting the meteorite fall lightly will wipe out more life than any evil magician.

What makes Wuming even more sad is that his plan fell through.

Glass shards and garbage remnants are of course of little value. He still wanted to make a fortune, but now there is no chance. He has to find a way for Serui from scratch...

"How can we figure this out? There is no solution at all." Wuming held his head, feeling a little crazy.

Having established a firm foothold in Yatan and absorbed the power of the volcano, Wuming, who should have been proud of the spring breeze, now feels unprecedentedly poor.

Se Rui suggested: "As expected, we should attack the Kalia Castle. Their pyroxene reserves should be——"

"Shut up!" Wuming interrupted Serui fiercely, "Just stay well in Yatan and I'll find a solution."

Wuming left in a menacing manner, and then the momentum dissipated and disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After all, no matter how powerful he is, there is nothing. Wuming has already begun to think about joining forces with Se Lian and letting Se Rui change his ambition.

But Wuming also understood that Se Lian would not help him this time.Evolving again is Serui's ideal, and it is also related to Ser Lian's ideal.It was impossible for Se Lian to compromise because of financial issues. If she didn't agree, she would probably have to find a way on her own.

What the Cube Witch can think of is probably to go back to the academy, hand-make star seeds using ancient methods, and incorporate more pyroxenes and souls into them as high-quality pyroxenes.

Wuming was thinking as he walked, wondering how to solve this matter.

Although I have everyone in my gang, no one can solve this problem.

Even if you go to the Golden Dynasty for help, there is a high probability that there will be no solution, and it is impossible for the Golden Dynasty to come up with so many pyroxenes.

When Wuming came to his senses, he was already standing in a muddy lake.

"As expected, we still have to come to the Lake District." Wuming felt his subconscious drive his body to come here.

As a magical country, if there is a solution to this problem in the border area, it can only be in Lienia.

"Latan can't solve it... Then the only choice is to find Latan's mother." Wuming made up his mind and went directly to the Full Moon Queen Lenora to see if this powerful queen would have any solution.

Wuming made up his mind, turned around, and walked straight towards the academy.

Passing through a forest along the way, Wuming smelled some death.

He paused slightly, adjusted his direction slightly, walked through a large forest, and saw corpses strewn across the field.

A large number of cuckoo soldiers died in this forest. Judging from the wounds, they were killed by one person.Traces of the battle stretched all the way in the other direction.

Wuming walked over, passed several chopped corpses, and saw the only living thing.

Magri was sitting on a big tree, half submerged in the lake. He was holding a sword in one hand and a cloth bag in the other. He leaned on the tree trunk and raised his head slightly. His eyes were half-clear and his breath was weak. .

Magri was facing Wuming, but the pupils in his eyes did not change. It seemed that he could no longer focus on the person coming.

Despite this, he still struggled and stood up unsteadily. The alien sword in his hand dragged the ground and drew bloody marks.

"Don't die in front of me." Wuming saw Ma Geli walking towards him, "I don't recognize Pengci."

The nameless voice startled Magli, and his eyes returned to focus: "Nameless?"

"What's going on?" Wuming looked at the corpses around him.

"We encountered bandits. It seems that Du Juan became a bandit after losing power. The lake area is not as peaceful as Yatan." Magri replied with a wry smile, his breath was quite scattered.

"That's it." Wuming said, "All the heroes and heroes in the border area are there. Then why are you coming back? Aren't you in the arena? I even arranged a battle for you. Godfrey didn't like it. You? Impossible."

Wuming glanced at the corpses around him:
"Lao Lu is missing a great general."

"King Gefulei values ​​me very much, but I have something to do and can't stay in Yatan. If I don't earn runes, I'll come back as soon as possible." Magri said.

"What is so important?" Wuming was surprised.

Magri was not as reserved when facing Wuming. When he heard Wuming's question, he smiled, a little shyly.

"Why are you laughing?" Wuming became more and more confused.

"My wife gave birth to a baby," Magri said.

(End of this chapter)