"Basically that's all."
Anshuang said a lot of names, and then stopped talking dry and dry.
"Oh, well, then you can introduce to me the detailed uses of these materials one by one."
Lin Mo nodded, smiled and said something that almost made Anshuang fall to the ground.
"...I said a lot of materials, can you remember..."
Anshuang endured the urge to have Lin Mo in pain, and said with a smile.
"It doesn't matter, I can remember as much as I can, anyway I have time."
Lin Mo laughed out a row of white teeth.
Anshuang suddenly found that he had the urge to scold his mother.
She looked at Lin Mo, her angry teeth itching.
This was the first time she was so angry since she lived for hundreds of years.
If he had been blackmailed and took away a large amount of resources and property in desperation, Anshuang would not be so angry.
After all, it was a choice forced by the situation.
But Lin Mo didn't intend to ask her to provide anything, just as he asked her to introduce him, Duan Shuang felt aggrieved as if he had eaten a fly.
Especially when Lin Mo was tired and lay down, which made Dark Shuang almost go crazy.
If Anshuang had been to the earth, she would doubt that Lin Mo came to her to listen to the stand-up comedy today.
Lin Mo was at ease. In order to avoid Duan Shuang's suspicion, he gave Duan Shuang a detailed introduction to each material.
The two of them stayed in this wasteland directly from midnight until dawn was about to break.
"Okay, let's stop here, so many materials are enough for me to collect, if there is something I don't understand, I will come to you again."
Lin Mo looked at the red on the east side, stretched lazily and stood up.
Having already spoken over there, Anshuang, who was autistic, finally closed his mouth as he wished.
"Then do this first, contact next time."
Lin Mo shook the purple token in his hand at Anshuang, and said with a smile.
Don't have a next time, in the end, stop bothering yourself in this life!
Anshuang looked at the purple token in Lin Mo's hand, and suddenly there was an urge to rush to grab it, but she still resisted it.
Watching Lin Mo disappear in the same place, Anshuang covered his small face, filled with regret.
Why did you want to befriend such a dead star in the first place? After the misunderstanding is resolved, won't you just go your own way?
The way is to ask the gods to be easy to send to the gods, and when I think about it, Lin Mo may continue to trouble himself in the future, and Dark Shuang shut himself down to the point that he didn't even have the strength to leave...
Although Dark Frost was squeezed out that night, Lin Mo was fully fed.
After his careful inquiry, Anshuang basically told Lin Mo all the information he knew.
It even includes the classification of each twig race in the dragon clan, and the best use of all the materials on them.
It can be said that with the help of this information, Lin Mo can maximize the use of all the remains of the entire dragon tomb.
At the same time, Anshuang also let Lin Mo know about the existence of other different beasts and monster races, which are also very precious information.
In order to avoid forgetting, the first thing Lin Mo did when he returned home was to record these things one by one.
This record has recorded a day and a night!
"Big harvest!"
Lin Mo put the book full of dangdang records into the storage space and stretched out comfortably as he watched the rising sun again.
Everything that should be done is done.
Next...
It's time to see the Royal Academy's academic year appraisal.