Shaking his head, the director bitterly smiled and said, "There's no way to lower it. You know … the price of Black Iron has already fallen below the cost of labor."
In fact … the current price of Black Iron was only half of the money invested in the mining and smelting process. How could it be lowered?
Shaking his head with a bitter smile, Yan Guilai said, "Forget it, it's true that we can't lower it. The more we sell, the more we lose."
Waving his hand, Yan Guilai said, "Alright, I won't ask about Black Iron anymore. But for now, these abandoned equipment and the Black Iron warehouse next to it are all mine."
Nodding his head, the director said, "You'd better move these things away as soon as possible. To be honest, in order to preserve these abandoned weapons, we've consumed too much energy and labor."
Waving his hand, Yan Guilai said, "You can all leave. From now on, this place is not open to the public. I'll clear this place out in a month at most!"
Nodding his head, the director waved his hand and led everyone out of the abandoned equipment warehouse.
After sending everyone out, Yan Guilai couldn't help but take a deep breath. With a wave of his right hand, the three-legged Golden Crow flew out, covered in golden flames.
Pointing at the piles of abandoned equipment, Yan Guilai said, "How about it … your Sun Primordial Flame can be used to refine these abandoned equipment, right?"
Proudly nodding his head, the three-legged Golden Crow said, "Of course. My Sun Primordial Flame can burn anything. For me … these are just appetizers."
Frowning, Yan Guilai said, "I'm not asking you to burn these abandoned equipment. In fact … I want you to help me refine these abandoned equipment into Ninth Grade Mixed Iron!"
Giving Yan Guilai a strange look, the three-legged Golden Crow said, "Aren't you talking nonsense? In fact … when the Sun Primordial Flame burns to the limit, if it can't quickly melt, then it's a Ninth Grade material. This is common sense, don't you know? "
Yan Guilai confusedly looked at the three-legged Gold Crow and said, "But, didn't you say that the essence sun fire can burn everything?"
Shaking his head, the Three-legged Golden Crow said, "Indeed, the Sun Primordial Flame can burn even ninth grade materials, but … do you think that the speed and difficulty of burning all materials is constant?"
With his mouth wide open, Yan Guilai said, "I understand now. It only takes an instant to burn a ball of cotton, but burning a piece of ice is definitely not something that can be done in an instant."
Nodding his head, the Three-legged Golden Crow said, "If I have enough time, even if it's a ninth-grade material, I can use the True Sun Flame to completely burn it into ashes. However … the time it takes is really too long."
After a slight calculation, the Three-legged Golden Crow continued, "A ninth-grade material the size of a head needs to burn for at least 365 days before it can be completely burned to ashes."
Rubbing his hands excitedly, Yan Guilai said, "Then what are we waiting for? Hurry up … burn all these abandoned equipment for me. I only want ninth-grade mixed iron! "
Following Yan Guilai's order, the Three-legged Golden Crow quickly flew out. Along the way, balls of Sun Primordial Flame were sprinkled on the equipment piled up like a mountain.
Time flew by quickly …
After a quarter of an hour, the Three-legged Golden Crow had flown over hundreds of kilometers and lit three thousand fire points.
Three thousand balls of Sun Primordial Flame were used to set up the Scorching Sun Burning Sky Formation. Within the formation, all the materials would be completely melted after eighteen hours.
Time went by minute by minute. Under the efforts of Yan Guilai and the Three-legged Golden Crow, all the equipment quickly melted and formed a colorful torrent, flowing towards the center, the lowest position.
As the Sun Primordial Flame burned fiercely, all the abandoned equipment, as well as the black iron in the warehouse next to it, were all melted into liquid metal. In the canyon, which was hundreds of meters high and hundreds of kilometers in diameter, the liquid metal accumulated into a small lake.
Eighteen hours later, the canyon that had been filled with piles of metal was now empty. Only the crimson lake formed by the melted metal was left, and smoke was rising in spirals.
Up to this point, the smelting was not complete. On the contrary, it was just the beginning.
As time went by, another eighteen hours passed.
Within eighteen hours, the lake of molten metal had shrunk greatly. The molten metal in the lake had also been refined from first-grade black iron to second-grade red iron!
Every eighteen hours was a round, so a total of nine rounds of smelting had to be carried out.
The first round of melting, the second round of refining … After nine rounds, eighty-one hours, the smelting finally came to an end …
As far as the eye could see, the molten metal lake, which had originally been hundreds of square kilometers wide, was now only ten meters in diameter.
As he looked at the molten metal, Yan Guilai said excitedly, "Little Gold, this should be the ninth-grade mixed iron you were talking about, right?"
Little Gold gently flapped its wings as it hovered in mid-air and nodded. "That's right. This is ninth-grade mixed iron. It has already been refined to the extreme. If we continue to refine it, it will only burn into pure energy and dissipate into the air."
Upon hearing Little Gold's words, Yan Guilai didn't dare delay. His hands instantly formed a series of hand seals, and as he waved them around quickly, the molten metal started to spin.
Under Yan Guilai's control, the molten metal converged into a ten-meter-long metal snake. As it spun, it galloped through the air.
Along with the rapid rotation, the molten metal quickly produced countless beautiful lines. Strands, strands, strands, they were both beautiful and incomparably strange.
Time trickled by. Under Yan Guilai's control, the metal snake kept spinning and coiling before it started to cool down quickly.
Finally, when the temperature dropped to a certain level, a pitch-black metal rod fell and smashed heavily in front of Yan Guilai.
There was a loud crash as the ground, which had been burned by the True Sun Flame, was smashed by the pitch-black metal rod in an instant.
When the nine-meter-long metal rod landed in front of Yan Guilai, an extremely cold murderous aura emanated from the metal rod. Wherever it passed, the ground that had been burned red quickly cooled down.
When it sensed that boundless murderous aura, the three-legged golden crow couldn't help but shiver. It hurriedly flapped its wings and flew into Yan Guilai's body to avoid being eroded by that cold murderous aura.
Yan Guilai was extremely satisfied as he looked at the pitch-black metal rod in front of him.
The nine-meter-long metal rod was made from gold, silver, copper, iron, and tin. It was made from five different metals and weighed 18,000 kilograms!
This metal rod had three main characteristics. They were the toughest, the toughest, and the heaviest!
Other than these three characteristics, there was nothing else special about this metal rod.
However, this metal rod also had its flaws. It was made from discarded equipment and was filled with the murderous aura of the human battlefield that had existed for thousands of years. Thus, ordinary people simply couldn't use it.
Yan Guilai nodded his head in satisfaction as he looked at the metal rod. However, just one rod wasn't enough.
Yan Guilai had originally intended to refine two rods, one for Yuan Gang and one for Yuan Hong.
However, he hadn't expected that in the end, there would only be enough ninth-grade metal to refine one metal rod. This was awkward.
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