Adam found it difficult to understand the logical relationship of the language of Burning Wind 222, but he still understood the previous sentence: "Are the patrol teams composed of ten people? How to deal with more gold-eating tribes?"

"There are not many Titans with combat effectiveness in the Iron Fort and have not been supplemented yet. Usually a patrol team is between twenty and thirty Titans. If you encounter more gold-eating tribes, you can fight if you can fight, and if you can't fight, you can apply for support if you can't fight. If you are surrounded, then fight and watch. You can't wait to die. It's hard to spread fire when the Titans dead in the wild."

"Then today?"

Ranfeng 222 said carelessly: "Today I don't know if I can fight."

“Why not apply for support?”

"Because there is no support to apply, 457 and I are still on holiday, so we still have to do the same mission? I know what you want to ask, the wise always thinks a lot," Rich Wind 222 pushed Adam's reasons for so many problems to the wise. "No Titan is afraid of death. If you can't beat it, it's just a fire. Who knows if the next newborn will be born because of me? Just like you were born because of the 123 team of Flames."

Blue Water 457 drove to Adam in the same way as a truck and threw it a few pieces of alloy: "Leave these and go back and decide what to choose for the next evolution. The Firefighting Pass is the mission of every Titan. As long as there is the last cluster of fire burning, the Titan will not perish. You are still young, and you will understand it after evolution." After saying that, he drove to the side swayingly, feeling very happy.

Leaving Adam alone stood alone, with the fire ripples.

These Titans are not very good at speaking, and they also feel that they are not asking questions. However, in everyone's mind, the idea of ​​transmitting fire is first. As long as they can transmit fire, they do not care about their personal life and death, and even regard death as the final continuation of their own lives.

The devil said quietly, "Master, they are so stupid."

The tone is somewhat sensible.

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The journey back was much faster than when I came. In one day, everyone returned to the Iron Fort with a full load.

For the Fire Wind 222, it was already a big victory for them to lose no one person and gain so much spoils.

The Titans therefore expressed great kindness and affirmation to Adam. Most of the things in the trophy, regardless of whether he could use them or not, were thrown to Adam in a trophy. However, Adam only left a little for research, and gave them the rest. The Titans did not give in, and they patted their chests and said, "Since you don't want trophy, then give it to you after the settlement. If you need these metals, come to us at any time."

After Adam nodded, everyone separated in front of the Iron Fort Gate. He built a mitral backpack behind him, and whipped the devil who kept laughing at him and then put on alloy samples to the place where he had been resting for a month.

There is only a relatively short figure sitting in a corner of the wall here, which should have just been born. The 2222 is right. The Iron Fortress has a very tight manpower. Except for the newborn, the rest of the Titan has to do heavy work.

Adam said he could not help this. His current level is indeed very low and his role is relatively useless. He could not even maintain more magnetic fields at the nodes on a large scale. On a small scale, he might encounter a large number of gold-eating tribes surrounding the gutter and capsize. So he just stayed in the Iron Fort for research. When he evolved into a knight-level, the Iron Fort would naturally have tasks assigned to him.

Adam sat on the ground and moved the basket to his chest, which looked like a kangaroo bag, and then took out a few pieces of gold-eating excrement from it.

He found that these excrements were all high-purity metal elements. He didn't know what kind of chemical reactions there were in the body of the Gold Eater, which could purify ores containing many impurities to this level through the flesh and blood body. As long as these metal blocks were collected more, they could even be used to build the body directly without secondary processing. No wonder the Titans threw so many of them to themselves.

However, Adam can do it by purifying the metal himself, and it will not be worse than the gold-eating family, so he just looked at it and put the metal blocks aside.

The energy alloys that directly transform the body are truly magical. Adam intercepted some of them. They overflowed different energy fluctuations. The highest one reached the third level of strength, and the lowest one was worse than ordinary alloys. It seems that their mass has a lot to do with the strength of the gold-eating clan before his death and the energy retained during death.

The properties of the existing hundreds of small alloys are not separated from the four basic elements of earth, water, wind and fire. The higher-level ones are just to burn air and blue water. In general, the actual value of these two-type composite energy is not high. Adam quickly put them back in the backpack. What he is most interested in now is how the Gold Eater tribe did this? What knowledge did the Titan super wise man use to transform those cells?

"That... Secret... Milt., are you a newborn too?"

Just as Adam was thinking, the newborn on the other side walked up to him and sat down. It was obvious that he had tried his best to lighten his movements, but the body made of ferroalloy was obviously very loud no matter how careful he was.

Adam nodded to him and looked at him calmly.

The newborn looked nervous: "My body is made of ordinary iron ore and some impurities, I...I..."

Adam saw that he had been looking at his backpack with a longing look, so he pushed forward without caring: "Do you want these?"

The newborn seemed to be frightened, and her butt drove her body backwards, making a harsh friction sound, and then shook her head wildly and said, "No, how can I ask for your stuff? I just want to know where you got theirs. I have no military achievements and want to go out to mine. Other Titans said that it is dangerous nearby to stop me, so... I don't want to go back to the inland, nor do I want to work in the factory."

Adam has become accustomed to the way Titans speak inconsistently. He is also a little surprised when talking about this. The benefits of the new life do not include the metals required for evolution, and the Fuel 222 does not tell him how ordinary Titans should obtain these resources. Is it really a matter of mine on their own?

"Where is the one who takes care of your Titan?"

"He left the city half a month ago to do a mission and has not come back yet."

Adam knew that the current situation of Iron Fort is indeed not suitable for newborns to survive. Xiang Ranfeng 222 was so careless that he brought Titans, who had just been born for patrol missions. Once the other Titans had a mission, they didn't care about bringing newcomers. He pushed a basket of metal to the newborn who had no name: "These are of no use to me, so I'll give it to you. In fact, there is no need to worry. Ranfeng 222 said that inland would soon mobilize more combat power to Iron Fort, and then you can go out to mining."
Chapter completed!