Chapter 120

White tiger didn't dare to go any further, but Wu Chen didn't care about it at all. He rushed directly to the front, which was the place with the strongest sword spirit.

At the moment of contact, Wu Chen felt that his vision had been completely covered by the dazzling sword Qi, and he could not see the things around him.

However, only with the naked eye, Wu Chen found that the rock mass in front of him was a dark existence, which was obviously a kind of metal that Wu Chen had never seen!

"What are these things?"

Wu Chen was puzzled and gently poked the metal with his fingers. He found that it was like mud, and he went straight into it.

"Not metal?" He felt the sharp smell around him. He was even more confused about this metal like thing. Does it look like metal but soil? Shouldn't it?

The next second, he clenched his teeth and punched those things. As a result, he was surprised that he seemed to hit hard metal. Not only was his strength completely removed, but what was terrible was that those things didn't move. They didn't look like the mud!

After several tests, he gradually understood what kind of metal existed.

When Wu Chen touches it with the least force, the metal will become extremely soft. He can even say how strong the force is.

And when the strength increases, the metal is protecting itself, using the same strength to feed back, and it becomes very hard. In other words, if a ten ton thing falls down, it will become a ten ton existence!

It's all in accordance with Monkey King's golden cudgel in journey to the West. Wu Chen is sure that once he is discovered by others, the mountain will cause a great disturbance!

Even, there will be a lot of countries who will fight regardless of face.

The military and practical value of this material is self-evident! Wu Chen can use this metal to cast a set of hard armor, and even reinforce his own building!

However, Wu Chen immediately made trouble. How can the metal be transported out to them?

Wu Chen took out a short knife from his waist and gently cut it on the metal. It was like gouging out an ice cream and cutting out a piece of metal. He subconsciously used his lightest force to hold it.

As a result, Wu Chen found that the weight of the metal changed with his mind. In other words, as long as you think of it as the weight of an ant, then the metal has no burden on him at all.

That's right. When he just poked, he didn't have the consciousness of exerting at all, but when he smashed, he smashed hard in his heart to see what it was like.

This is enough to prove that the metal really depends on the mind to change!

Wu Chen suddenly thought of the metal that had been recorded in his skill, which was really too similar to the present one.

It was once said that there is a kind of metal called sword gold, which can adjust its hardness and weight according to the subjective mind. Moreover, the open fire can be melted, and the desired shape will be formed when it is cooled.

It's very easy to collect and smelt!

As long as the metal is melted into the shape of iron blocks here, then you can directly put them into the reinforcement of the building!

Thinking of this, Wu Chen could no longer restrain his excitement. He quickly ran out to let the white tiger stand by in place, while he went to the village to borrow a big pot!

"Village head, what are you doing?"

Some good people, seeing Wu Chen in a hurry, couldn't help joking: "what delicious game do you see again? Are you in such a hurry?"

"Of course, there are many things in the back mountain." Wu Chen smiles at the old man, "Mr. Chen, I'll get you a pheasant to taste later!"

"Oh, that's a good feeling."

Wu Chen said hello to the old man and left here quickly.

You know, he can't let other people know about it. In order to cover it up, he can only temporarily borrow a big pot to solve the smelting problem.

Otherwise, once someone knows about it, Lvshui village will never say it, and it will soon be found out.

Wu Chen's tools are very simple. He carefully put a piece of sword gold in the pot and immediately roasted it with open fire. Only in this way can the sword gold be melted into molten iron.

The next step was very simple. Wu Chen tried to melt them into iron lumps. After cooling, he put them aside.

Wu Chen worked back and forth for a whole morning, but he only smelted dozens of pieces, which was not enough. In desperation, he had to call for help.

"Hello, Sheila?"

"It's me." Sheila's answer has always been simple, and her voice is calm and terrifying.

Wu Chen thought about it and said to the other end of the phone, "Sheila, send some reliable insiders to my place this afternoon. I don't think you're here alone with chesia."

"To kill?" "I can do it alone," she said. As long as someone kills you, you can do anything. "

"Of course not. I want to send someone to work for me." Wu Chen said with a smile, "how many people can be killed? By the way, have you brought all the weapons I want? "

"Well." Sheila was silent for a moment, and immediately said, "boss, can I give it to you together?"

"Not for the time being."

Wu Chen looked at the sword gold underground and sighed: "to tell you the truth, I have found a special metal. I want to make a armor for each of you."

"Well, I'll be there in the afternoon."

After hanging up the phone, Wu Chen wiped the sweat on his forehead and continued his work of smelting metal helplessly. You know, this kind of work is too boring. If it wasn't for the attractive sword gold, Wu Chen would be crazy if he smelted a few pieces.

In the vicinity of a hurry to find some fruit to eat, Wu Chen waited until his hands. To be exact, it's a part of the development of xira.

In this special department organized by Wu Chen, there is such an unwritten rule that the boss's boss is not my boss. Therefore, Wu Chen has to say to Sheila before giving orders, and they will only do it when she gives orders.

Although it seems more democratic and free, it makes Wu Chen and the Fallen Angel restrict each other, and makes this department more solid.