Chapter 1819 Ninth Grade Mixed Iron

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Chapter 1819 Ninth Grade Mixed Iron

Shaking his head, the Prime Minister said with a wry smile: "There is no way to lower it, you know... the price of black iron has already dropped lower than the labor cost."

In fact... the current price of black iron is only half of the investment in the mining and smelting process, how can it be lowered?

Shaking his head with a wry smile, Yan Guilai said: "Forget it, it really can't be lowered, the more you sell, the more you lose money."

After waving his hand, Yan Guilai said, "Okay, I won't ask about the black iron, but for now, these discarded equipment, as well as the black iron warehouse next to it, are all mine."

Nodding his head, the director of the refining department said: "You'd better move these things away as soon as possible. To be honest, in order to keep these abandoned weapons, we have consumed too much energy and manpower."

Waving his hand, Yan Gui came back and said, "You all leave, from now on, this place will not be open to the public, at most one month, I will empty this place!"

Nodding his head, the director general of the refining department waved his hand and led everyone away from the abandoned equipment warehouse.

After sending everyone away, Yan Guilai couldn't help taking a long breath, and with a wave of his right hand, the three-legged Golden Crow with golden flames rising from his body flew out lightly.

Pointing to the mountains of discarded equipment, Yan Guilai said, "How about it...Your sun is really hot, can you use it to refine these discarded equipment?"

Nodding proudly, the three-legged Golden Crow said: "Of course, my sun is really hot, and nothing is inflammable. For me...these are just side dishes."

Frowning, Yan Guilai said: "I don't want you to burn all these discarded equipment, in fact... I want you to help me refine these discarded equipment and refine them into ninth-grade mixed iron!"

Gazing at Yan Guihui strangely, the three-legged Golden Crow said: "Aren't you talking nonsense? In fact... when the sun's true fire reaches its limit, it cannot be melted quickly. It is common sense. Don't you do you know?"

Looking at the three-legged Golden Crow suspiciously, Yan Guilai said: "But, didn't you say...the sun is really fire, and nothing is inflammable?"

Shaking his head, the three-legged Golden Crow said: "Indeed, even if it is a ninth-grade material, the real fire of the sun can burn, but... do you think that the speed and difficulty of burning all substances are constant?"

Suddenly opened his mouth wide, Yan Guilai said, "I understand, burning a ball of cotton only takes a moment, but burning a piece of black ice is definitely not something that can be done in a moment."

Nodding his head, the three-legged Golden Crow said: "If you give me enough time, I can use the real sun fire to completely incinerate even ninth-grade materials, but...the time required is really too long. "

After a little calculation, the three-legged Golden Crow continued: "A piece of ninth-grade material the size of a head will be burned for at least 365 days before it can be completely incinerated into ashes."

Rubbing his hands excitedly, Yan Gui came back and said, "Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up...burn all these discarded equipment for me, I only want a ninth-grade mixed iron!"

Facing Yan's return order, the three-legged Golden Crow quickly flew out, and during the flight, clusters of real fire from the sun fell on the pile of equipment one after another.

Time flies by...

A quarter of an hour later, the three-legged Golden Crow flew over a hundred kilometers in radius, igniting three thousand fire points.

Three thousand real fires of the sun set up the scorching sun formation, and within the formation, all the materials will be completely melted after nine hours.

Time passed by every minute and every second. With the efforts of Yan Guilai and the three-legged Jinwu, all the equipment quickly melted completely, forming a colorful torrent, flowing towards the middle, the lowest position past.

While the sun was burning, all the discarded equipment, as well as the black iron in the warehouse next to it, were all burned into liquid metal. In the canyon with a height of 100 meters and a diameter of hundreds of kilometers, it accumulated into a huge, A small lake formed by the confluence of metallic liquid.

After nine hours had passed, the canyon, which was originally full of piles, was now empty, only the crimson lake formed by melted hardware, rising with curling green smoke.

So far, the smelting has not been completed, on the contrary, it has just begun.

As the time passed by every minute and every second, another nine hours passed.

Within nine hours, the lake where the molten metal gathered shrank by a large circle, and the molten metal in the lake was also refined from first-grade black iron to second-grade red iron!

Every nine hours is a round, and there are nine rounds of refining in total.

The first round of melting, the second round of refining... Nine rounds passed, it took eighty-one hours, and finally... the refining came to an end...

Looking around, there was a molten metal lake of hundreds of square kilometers, but now there is only a ten-meter-diameter lake left.

Looking at the puddle of molten metal, Yan Guilai said excitedly: "Xiao Jin, these should be what you said, the ninth grade mixed with iron!"

Gently flapping his wings, Xiao Jin suspended in mid-air, nodded and said: "That's right, these are ninth-grade mixed irons, which have been refined to the extreme, and if they continue to be refined, they will only be burned into pure energy and dissipated." in the air."

Hearing Xiao Jin's words, Yan Guilai didn't dare to be negligent. He pinched his fingers with both hands in an instant, and as he waved them quickly, the puddle of molten metal spun in an instant.

Under the control of Yan Guilai, the pool of molten iron gathered

It became a ten-meter-long metal snake, spinning and galloping in mid-air.

With the rapid rotation, the molten metal quickly produced countless gorgeous lines, strands, strands, which are both beautiful and incomparably weird.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and under the control of Yan Guilai, the long metal snake kept spinning and circling, and quickly began to cool down.

Finally, when the temperature dropped to a certain level, an extremely black iron rod fell down in an instant and hit Yan Guilai heavily in front of him.

Amidst the bang, the incomparably hard ground burned by the real fire of the sun was smashed by the pitch-black iron rod in an instant.

The huge nine-meter-long iron rod stood upright in front of Yan Guilai. Senhan's incomparable murderous aura spread violently from the iron rod. Wherever it passed, the burned red ground quickly cooled down. down.

Feeling the boundless murderous aura, the three-legged Golden Crow shivered involuntarily, flapped its wings hastily, and flew into Yan Guilai's body to avoid the encroachment of the cold and murderous aura.

Looking at the pitch-black iron rod in front of him, Yan Guilai was extremely satisfied.

This mixed iron rod is nine meters long, the whole body is made of gold, silver, copper, iron and tin, and five elements of metal, and it weighs 18,000 jin!

This mixed iron bar has three major characteristics, namely the highest hardness, the greatest toughness, and the heaviest weight!

Apart from these three characteristics, this iron rod has no other characteristics at all.

However, this mixed iron rod also has its shortcomings. It is smelted from discarded equipment, and it has been impregnated with the murderous aura on the battlefield for thousands of years. Therefore... normal people cannot use it at all.

Looking at the iron stick, Yan Guilai nodded in satisfaction, but...just having a stick is not enough.

Originally, Yan Guilai planned to refine two sticks, Yuan Gang and Yuan Hong each had one stick.

But I never thought that at the end of refining, the mixed iron of the ninth grade was only enough to refine a mixed iron rod, which was embarrassing.

With a wry smile, he looked at the pool that was originally filled with molten metal, and as far as he could see, it was completely empty, only at the bottom, there was still a small pool of multicolored liquid, shining with multicolored aura.

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