Vol 5 Chapter 101: Wind picker

Feeling the questioning gaze from all around, Mu Fan actually...
Nodded lightly.
This understatement carries an unusual affirmation.
However, the first sentence that Mu Fan uttered was beyond everyone's expectations.
"Can you let me take a look at your weapon first?"
Mu Fan's eyes fell on Alva's waist, and he had endured the doubts about those weapons from the time of the battle until now.
A shield that can successively block the stabbing of the curved sickle blade is almost impossible in individual weapons.
You know, in United Galaxia Federation, he can easily penetrate enemies wearing heavy exoskeleton armor.
But on this planet, it happened to be repeatedly resisted by the bony shield that looked speckled.
"You mean my bone golden shield?"
After getting Mu Fan's affirmative response, Al Wah dismantled his shield and threw it over.
"This is the unique weapon of our Bai Jia clan, but my shield that can withstand the impact of the giant rhinoceros almost can't withstand your stabbing. Your weapons are also weird!"
Alva felt a little bit brooding about it now.
Take the bone shield.
The heavy texture is far beyond normal bones.
But compared to steel, it is much lighter.
His gaze fell on the shield that was full of scars, and he looked carefully.
The palm of your right hand gently rubs the shield surface.
The rough feel makes people feel rough the first time they touch it.
But when the palm of the hand continued to be brushed away, the cold touch began to quietly emerge.
Mu Fan removed his palm and squinted his eyes when he looked at the silver, dark gold, different light and color spots.
He can be sure that it is metal.
And just now he deliberately touched the spot on the shield with his wrist.
The watch trembled three times in a row.
This often represents black anxious emotions.
"Your shield is harder than imagined, and it even has the characteristics of passive energy storage and active release. I have discovered before that once all attacks are blocked by you, the momentum transmitted by the attack disappears instantly. trace."
"I have always suspected that this shield material is a problem."
Mu Fan touched the shield with his thumb and said softly with emotion.
"Of course, this is the biggest capital of our white armored warrior's reputation in the grassland. Bone and gold weapons are a gift from heaven to warriors."
Alva drew out his battle axe and stroked the blade with love.
With this axe, you can clearly see that there are metal plaques that are obviously dense in other locations on the ax blade.
Those plaques not only did not destroy the sharpness of the axe, but made the axe...
A touch of unspeakable coldness!
This material combines the characteristics of light weight, sharpness, and energy absorption that can never exist at the same time.
So the shock it brought makes Mu Fan hard to ignore.
"Bone gold...is the name of this material?"
In softly speaking to himself, Mu Fan raised his head and looked at Alva, "If all the soldiers of the White Armored Tribe are equipped with this kind of weapon, with your fighting quality..."
"How can you lose?"
Hearing Mu Fan's question, Lance and the others who were standing nearby looked at each other, and then sighed helplessly.
"Of course, if they were all bone-gold weapons, how could our white armor tribe be trapped here."
Alva sighed, and for the first time a wry smile flashed across his face.
"Bone gold...bone gold...that represents a rich mineral deposit..."
Nearly half of the faces of the onlookers flashed uncontrollably lonely.
In the slow introduction, Mu Fan finally knew the source of this strange weapon!
Those plaques with shimmering metallic colors originate from an ore called [Black Gold], and the collection of that ore requires human life to pay back.
As for the bones representing the embryos of weapons, they originated from an area called "Bone Burial Ground".
At least Wang Nuonuo, who was standing beside him, had never heard of these two areas.
"Black gold... buried in the bone..."
Hearing the girl’s whisper, Alva looked at it with undiminished admiration,
These two places are absolutely dangerous areas. [Black Gold] needs wind collectors, and the Land of Fallen Bone, only If we can go personally, even I can only say that I have less than 70% assurance of survival."
"This is the secret of the Baijia tribe. But for the two most distinguished guests, especially for Miss Nuonuo, this should not be a secret."
"In this way, I will take you to see it once, and you will understand."
Alva saw the doubtful eyes of the two of them, did not say more, just greeted to the side, "Norbert, go and call a collector."
"Miss Nuonuo, it's good for you to be in the tribe, because the road to the collection of [Black Gold] is extremely bumpy."
Hearing Alva's reminder, Wang Nuonuo stopped immediately when he heard the words, and looked at Mu Fan, "I'm waiting for you."
"Ok."
A rare and thin young man walked out.
Nuonuo's eyes widened. She knew the name of this thin young man, Blor.
Because he was too taciturn, his body looked fragile, far from being comparable to the soldiers of the White Armored Tribe.
Occasionally, Nuonuo would see Blor go out carrying a hoe.
She once thought that the other party was a wanderer who was taken in by the tribe.
But she really didn't know...
Bloer was actually the so-called "catcher".
After seeing the many people standing in the big tent, Bloer blinked his black eyes~EbookFREE.me~ and said nothing.
"Are everyone okay?" Alva asked.
"Ok."
"How is Clay's recovery."
Bloer thought for a while, and then he spoke a little, his voice as weak as his body: "You can get up in three months after the sunset."
"Today is the day to collect [Black Gold], Bloer, take us there. Brother Mu Fan is not an outsider."
Bloer's black eyes stared for a few seconds before nodding again.
Then the thin young man who was only over 160 cm tall turned and walked out of the big tent.
"Keep up."
Alva made an invitation to Mu Fan.
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"The height of the collector should not be too high, the strength must be large, the speed must be fast, and at least equal to me."
"Blor is a member of the Wind tribe. They are the rarest race on this grassland."
After the group rushed out of the tribe, they went straight into the deep canyon on the side of the tribe!
The grass fell down quickly, and Mu Fan listened to Alva's introduction, and his eyes fell on the thin figure not far in front of him in surprise.
The movements were so light that there was no sound.
Between raising and lowering steps, the movements are almost to the extreme.
There was no sound even when he stepped on the fallen blades of grass.
No matter how fast everyone is, he hangs firmly three meters in front of everyone.
"They are allies of the Baijia tribe, but because of the special living environment and the successive attacks of beasts, their population is less than one tenth of the Baijia tribe..."
"The people of the Wind Clan are all people who can dance at the Wind Point."
"If you want to collect [Black Gold], then the collectors are indispensable!"
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