By the time Frankenstein arrived in Los Angeles, Zhang Luo had already used the invisible "box" made of spatial barriers to extract the half-solidified purple gas and returned to the courtyard of the film company.

"That's it?"

Wearing a heavy white protective suit and a helmet, she looked like a girl who could walk, and set her eyes on the purple gas floating in Zhang Luo's hand.

"Yes, you'd better hurry, I'm running out of it." Zhang Luo whispered.

The corrosiveness of that purple gas was beyond imagination, even reaching the level of being enough to corrode the spatial barrier, and Zhang Luo was barely able to seal that thing in by constantly creating new spatial barriers.

It is impossible to analyze the composition of such a thing, even with his "domain control", and as for the reason, it is actually very simple.

He didn't know what this thing was.

For this strange substance that doesn't know where it comes from, let alone humans, even the evil gods have no information about it. Aside from hearing the name "Corrosive Star" from the Time Guardian, Zhang Luo didn't know anything about the origin of this thing.

For this completely unknown substance, even if the composition is solved, it is useless, because its constituent components are completely unknown.

However, if it were the mad scientist Frankenstein, he might be able to determine the composition of this purple substance.

Under Zhang Luo's gaze, the girl's dark eyes suddenly lit up with scarlet light, and her eyes stared at the purple "cloud" in her hand without blinking, and then ...... Shook his head decisively.

"Can't be analyzed." She said.

"It's not too late to analyze it later, can you find something to store it first? I think this stuff is very valuable. Zhang Luo frowned.

Due to the explosion in the block below, the police and firefighters had already been dispatched, and in order to avoid being seen by those guys and adding to the trouble, Zhang Luo also took a lot of effort to bring this thing up.

Although he can continue to create spatial barriers through domain control, the consumption of domain control on the brain is extremely large, and after such a long time, his brain has already entered an "overload" state, and if it continues like this, I am afraid that it will be "burned out"......

"I'll try."

Frankenstein said as he pulled out a small, dusty metal bottle from the storage compartment, which was clearly made of titanium alloy and while it looked unremarkable.

After placing the bottle directly under Zhang Luo's left hand, Zhang Luo decisively removed the spatial barrier in his hand, withdrew his left hand at lightning speed, and took a few steps back by the way.

The half-solidified purple cloud slowly descended under the gaze of the two of them, and fell accurately into the mouth of the bottle directly below, and then ......

"Hiss."

After a burning sound, the round bottle made of titanium alloy was corroded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the weighty purple gas continued to sink, directly burning a small hole in the concrete floor that had just been laid in the yard.

"It's amazing." Frankenstein's voice was tinged with surprise.

"I said, now is not the time to sigh, is it? If it goes on like this, this thing will burn to the center of the earth. Zhang Luo looked down at the round hole in the ground.

Even titanium alloys, which are highly resistant to corrosion, are vulnerable to the cauterization of this purple gas. Speaking of metal, though......

"I've got a way." Zhang Luo said quickly.

"What's the solution?" Frankenstein looked up at him.

"Using the kind of black metal that can absorb the gods, maybe you can store this thing." At the same time as Zhang Luo spoke, a puff of white smoke began to rise from the small hole that had been burned out of the ground.

-- This purple substance, which does not come from the earth, seems to be able to corrode any existence on the earth. However, it seems that the "god-killing metal" found in the underground pyramid is also not from the earth.

After a long period of research, Frankenstein still failed to analyze the specific composition of the ferrous metal. In her words, "I don't know what it is".

If it was made of an unknown metal, it might have been able to hold purple gas.

"I see."

As if he had been prepared, a pitch-black metal box suddenly appeared in Frankenstein's hand. Then he used the cutter in his right hand to roughly cut through the ground, took out the purple cloud that was still corroding everything around him, along with the concrete next to it, and stuffed it into the black box, not forgetting to close the lid.

"Hiss ......"

There was another sound similar to a poisonous snake spitting out letters, and the black metal box seemed to tremble slightly. And then......

The imaginary scene of the box being burned through did not appear, the black metal box stood silently in place, not corroded like other substances, but successfully "sealed" the purple gas, preventing it from continuing to corrode all things.

"Hah, that's true."

Seeing that the purple cloud that burned his right hand was finally "contained", Zhang Luo breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his remaining left hand and picked up the black metal box, and the cold touch flowed from the palm of his hand all over his body.

It is not known what the ferrous metal and purple gases are, but there should be people in the Strange Talk Research Society who know where these things come from......

Thinking of this, Zhang Luo also came to the underground base of the research society with Frankenstein, and after repairing his right hand with the Gaia engine, he immediately found a certain Russian and asked, "Do you have any clue about the black metal found by the Monster Administration?" ”

As usual, Darov seemed to have drunk too much today, staggered over, then shook his head violently, and said loudly: "I don't know, man, I used to be in the combat group, not in the research group. It's not just you, Frankenstein has asked me so many times, I really don't know......"

Looking at the waste man who was drunk all day long and looked hopeless, Zhang Luo sighed and did not continue to ask. Just returned to the studio of the film company with the black metal box, and said to Jason, who was still watching the movie with relish: "Can you call the 'brain demon' here?" ”

Although the heretical creatures from Earth have probably never seen anything like that, if it is the "tentacle girl" from an alien planet, they may know the origin of purple clouds and black metal.

"Oh, yes." Jason, who was in charge of the crew's personnel work, quickly nodded, and then added: "What are you looking for her?" ”

Hearing the murderer's question, Zhang Luo smiled: "I'm going to date her." ”

"Huh?" Jason opened his mouth wide and let out a surprised voice, "Damn, your taste has reached this point?" ”

"Anyway, call her here, I want to show her something good." Zhang Luo said and reached out and knocked on the "black box" in his arms, making a dull knocking sound. (To be continued.) )