Light from the sky broke through the clouds, and the wind and snow slowed down. Howard stood among the rubble, frowning at a few pill furnaces made of fine iron.
The pill furnace was burnt in the fire and became black and deformed. Two embroidered clothing makers were working hard to dig in, and one said: “I don’t know what is burnt in it, it is all sinking together.”
Seeing that they had changed several houses, they couldn’t even pry, Luke said, “He uses ore more for alchemy. He refining and sinking the ore?”
Howard didn’t believe that Feng Qin was making alchemy honestly, and soon, an embroidered clothes made half of his body plunged into the alchemy furnace, and after a short while, he found out a piece of black dust stained inside.
The Huowei Tower brought water, and the embroidered clothes ambassador washed the thing in it, and a touch of silver-gray appeared in everyone’s eyes.
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