I Lost It! It Turns out That the Anchor is Cultivating Immortals

"Brother, look there, the sky is about to be lit up, isn't it on fire?"

Bai Ling, who was holding the grilled mushroom skewers, happened to see the jungle in the distance, with a faint orange fire flickering,

It seemed that the nearby sky was dyed red.

"Isn't that the direction of Mr. Su's camp?" Bai Jian's eyes widened.

The orange flame spit very high, and only a forest fire can have such a big flame, illuminating the sky nearby!

"What? Where is the neighborhood of Brother Su's camp?" In an instant, Bai Ling became anxious.

If it is really there, if the fire spreads, wouldn't Brother Su's camp be implicated?

In a hurry, Bai Ling, who was holding the grilled mushrooms, stood up immediately and was about to run in that direction.

Bai Jian grabbed her and said, "Sister, don't worry, the fire range is not very large. Mr. Su's camp is on a pile of rocks. It stands to reason that even if there is a forest fire, it shouldn't have much impact on him..."

"And now it's so late, we just passed by like this. I'm afraid that before we arrive, we will be targeted by other animals that go out to hunt at night."

Bai Ling immediately gave a shock,

It was as if in the jungle not far away, there were a pair of looming eyes staring at her all the time.

"Then, what to do then?"

"Tomorrow, we'll set off early tomorrow morning and go to Mr. Su's place to have a look."

"OK then……"

Bai Ling nodded.

Staring worriedly in the direction of the flickering firelight, she put her tender jade hand in front of her and prayed silently that Su Mubai would not have any trouble.

At the same time,

In the shelter of the rubble, Su Mubai squatted on the ground and looked at the entrance to add firewood.

According to the inheritance records of the smelter, the iron ore has been burned for so long, and the molten iron should have been reduced by the reducing agent.

"Shen Shen, is it alright?"

Meng Tuanzi saw that Su Mubai stopped and did not continue to turn the blower. Curiously, he ran over with the wolf and squatted beside him.

Su Mubai nodded, "It should be fine."

"However, the temperature in the iron smelting furnace is too high, and there is no way to extract the molten iron from it."

"Ah? Have to wait until tomorrow?" Meng Tuanzi was a little disappointed,

Su Mubai nodded irrefutably.

Now he has no iron tools at all except the stainless steel pot.

The temperature of the molten iron, even if the melting point is lowered with a reducing agent, is at least nearly a thousand degrees now. With the existing things, there is no way to just take out the molten iron from the furnace.

"Let's go, let's go inside the house."

Su Mubai greeted Meng Tuanzi, walked into the bamboo house, cut off a piece of wild boar, and washed it with water.

Haidongqing in the bird's nest outside jumped to the window sill. About one-third of the fluff on his body had turned into flat bird feathers at this time.

The size has also grown a lot, and it looks like it has swelled by nearly half compared to when it was just picked up!

According to Su Mubai's speculation, perhaps Haidongqing, like the wild wolf, was also affected by the spiritual energy, so it only grew up so much in just a few days.

"Damn little guy!"

Meng Tuanzi murmured and looked at Hai Dongqing, Qian Li's face revealed a hint of resentment,

This cute looking little thing is not touched by anyone except Su Mubai.

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Chapter 48 In the heart of every goddess, there lives a little foodie

the next morning,

Meng Danzi woke up from the bamboo bed, rubbed his eyes,

A faint scent of incense still reverberated in the house.

The mosquito coils that I ordered yesterday have been extinguished, but the smell left in the vicinity is enough to make those pesky blood-sucking mosquitoes dare not approach.

Looking at Costin's bird's nest, the little thing was sleeping soundly in it.

Meng Tuanzi put on his shoes and walked out of the bamboo house, but Hai Dongqing, who was still lying in the nest, raised his head instantly, stared at her with sharp eyes, and warned her not to approach.

So frightened, the cute dumplings can only go out against the wall...

At this time,

Su Mubai was checking the iron smelting furnace. The temperature outside had dropped, and only a little residual temperature remained.

Originally, this iron smelting furnace was not large, and the sealing effect was not good.

Normally, without reducing agent, let alone smelting iron ore, I am afraid that this temperature is not enough for ironing.