Chapter 26: Adaptive learning (2)

, remembering the last time I cooked soup with a magic stove, my eyes lighted up, I took out the magic stove and took out a fire magic stone.
Putting the magic stone into the energy slot of the magic furnace, he crossed into the magic to light up the magic furnace, and then threw the mutant red tin ore into it. Condensed magic drew a small enhanced array on the magic furnace.
A burst of soft light rose, the matrix method began to run, the temperature in the furnace began to soar, and the uncomfortable feeling emitted by the mutant red tin ore became instantaneous.
He narrowed his eyes happily, and once again probed the magic into the mutant red tin mine, and easily found the piles of silk threads that were scattered with stones, spread the magic into a net, and surrounded the silk threads.
When the silk thread was struggling, a very strong turbulence came back. He frowned, stabilized the magic pool with wooden magic, and increased the investment of magic in the soil. The thick and tolerant soil magic gradually softens the silk threads, and then breaks them down a little bit. After they become almost as immobile as the flesh, they are scattered again and spread over the flesh.
Just so little by little, when his magic power was about to run out, the fist-sized mutated red tin ore was finally sorted out by him, and the discomfort disappeared completely.
He retracted his magic power, turned off the magic furnace, looked forward to the furnace with anticipation, and then stupidly-where did the dark purple stone in the pot come from?