The blow of the iron slag was crisp and magnificent, and the people who looked at the onlookers were stunned and sighed. After hitting the person, the iron slag stood up, his hands naturally hanging down to his side, and he looked faintly at the strong man of Elta who had fallen into a pile in front of him.

But in fact, his situation at the moment is far from being as easy as it seems. He only felt the blood surging all over his body, his throat was sweet, and he almost couldn't help spurting blood, and the bones in his shoulder seemed to be broken, and the large scapula muscles were contusions to varying degrees. This Eltar named Gangze is like a humanoid mecha, his height and weight are comparable to that of a wolf, just now he was like a fit and crashed into an iron plate, even if he hit this iron plate, he also received the corresponding feedback.

It didn't take long for Gangzawa to staggering to his feet, dragging his heavy steps and slowly walking back to the arena amid the cheers of everyone.

Looking at the strong man who was slowly coming, Iron Slag's eyes narrowed, took a step back, and assumed a fighting posture.

"Ruta!" "Sarah!" "Sara Sim!" "Aruta!" "Sara Sim!" "Ruta!" The onlookers shouted loudly for their warriors.

"You won......" Gangzawa shook his hand and stretched out his thumb at the iron slag, and as he spoke, his huge body fell with a bang. Between the lightning and flint, the iron slag catapulted up, rushed towards the steel like a blast of wind, and propped it up with his back before the latter fell to the ground. He could see from the opponent's weak footsteps just now that this strong man of Elta was already at the end of his strong crossbow, and he just returned to the arena with his strength to pay tribute to his opponent.

"Ahh "Ahh "Ahh "Ahh "Ahh "Ahh After a brief lull, the crowd erupted in enthusiastic shouts.

The Hammer had a dark face, staring at the iron slag in the field with a frown. Suddenly, he raised his head to the sky and roared, and the thick sound wave suddenly shattered everyone's voice. Suddenly, the scene was so quiet that only the gentle sound of the wind blowing the corners of the clothes remained......

Then, under the gaze of everyone, the Flame Hammer leaped down from the obsidian, strode in front of the iron slag, and walked awe-inspiringly. I saw that he had a blue face, and his eyes were fiercely looking at the latter, and the next big battle seemed to be about to break out.

"Sneak attacks have never been the behavior of warriors!" The Hammer roared loudly.

Iron Slag's pupils shrank, and his muscles tensed, ready to go. But at this moment, the Flame Hammer suddenly grinned and said loudly: "But I like it!" Then, the hammer spread out its thick arms, took a few steps forward, and leaned over to hold the iron slag. And the latter was obviously a little uncomfortable, and when he thought of the scene in the tent just now, he couldn't help but want to push the other party away. You know, the Hammer obviously didn't wash its hands after that. But for the sake of the bigger picture of Tyre, there were times when he had to make some concessions. For example, now, he hugs each other without smiling......

"Ruta!" "Ruta!" "Ruta!" "Ruta!" "Ruta!" "Ruta!" As the leader embraced, the onlookers cheered.

Next, as a distinguished guest, Iron Slag was warmly entertained by the Elta, who put on a garland of weeds woven from the weeds of the Heath and dotted with dandelions of the River Styx, and then tied a checkered canvas skirt that he had somehow obtained, and then sat down cross-legged around the largest iron pot in the gathering place......

At this moment, sitting on the right hand side of the iron slag is the leader of the gathering place, the Hammer of Fire, and on the left hand side is the beautiful Elta who had just fought the latter in the white tent. According to the Casting Fire Hammer, her name is "Crisp Yu" and she is nineteen years old this year. After sitting down, Su Yu's arm always rubbed against his shoulder, intentionally or unintentionally, and looked out of the corner of his eye, only to see that her eyes were full of charm and unspeakable temptation.

"Friend from Tyre Fortress, she's yours tonight." Seeing this, the Flame Hammer grinned, slapped the iron slag on the shoulder, and then said in the lingua franca of Silver City.

Iron Slag was suddenly slapped by the former's big hand and grinned, then waved his sour arm and refused: "Thank you for your kindness, we have never shared women's customs with our friends. ”

The Flame Hammer then laughed and said, "Friend, I understand. ”

"Hmm." Iron Slag nodded in response.

"She'll be yours from now on." The Flame Hammer said haughtily, then raised his palm and slapped it down. This time the iron slag flashed sideways, avoiding the former's palm. As a result, the hammer slapped to the end and almost lost its balance. Seeing that the hill-like body leaned towards him, the iron slag took advantage of the situation and turned backwards, dodging the unintentional impact of the other party.

Seeing this, the Flame Hammer smiled, patted the back of his head and said, "I'm sorry, I'm too excited." Then he continued the topic just now, "She will go back with you, and in exchange, you can give me twenty Great Wall Manniu pickup trucks and fifty tons of standard fuel." ”

"Uh......" Iron Slag subconsciously scratched his hair and said, "Perhaps, we should exchange something else." ”

"Oh......" Hammer nodded thoughtfully. After pondering for a moment, he hammered his palm as if he had a sudden realization, and said, "I see, you Havelin like virgin ......"

"This ......," Iron Slag said with a bit of madness, scratching his hair hard, "I prefer spirit ore and black oil to women. ”

"Friend, you've just arrived." Flame Hammer's face froze and he said.

"Hmm." Iron Slag nodded.

"That's right......" Flamehammer muttered, "No wonder you dared to walk into the range of the Thunderspear alone......

"Huh?" Iron Slag frowned and asked.

"No normal Havrin would dare to approach the Elta tribe as rashly as you did."

"Uh......" Iron Slag wanted to be choked, and he couldn't speak for a while.

Then, the Flame Hammer followed up with the question of the transaction, explaining: "Maybe you don't know that Spirit Ore and Black Oil are strategic materials, and it is a crime for us to exchange these two things in private, for each other's upper echelons. ”

"Why haven't I heard of it?" Iron Slag asked with a puzzled expression. Indeed, he had been in the No. 5 Desert for a few days, and even if he hadn't consulted such important information, Qin Ke'er, Bai Xiaoyun and the others would have mentioned it to him.

"As far as I know, most of you Havrin do not have the right to dispose of the spirit stone mine and black oil, and you don't even know the purpose of the spirit mine and black oil; So, usually only you are in exchange for ours, and there is no one for us in exchange for yours. The Hammer replied.

"Spirit ore is used to refine liquid spiritual energy, I know this, but black oil ...... What is it used for? When he asked this question, Iron Slag only felt regret as deep as the sea. As a human being, he still has to ask the alien race about his own technology, and the taste is indescribable. Yincheng's technological blockade of people on the ground has reached an outrageous level. Even if it is something that is not hurtful, it has to be concealed, and it is simply regarded as ignorant fools on the ground. They are all human beings, they are in the same world, but they have to be divided......

"Black oil is the same as your fuel, but it contains more energy." Forge Hammer said.

"I've never seen a power unit that burns black oil." Iron Slag frowned and thought about it for a while, and said.

"I don't know...... Flame Hammer spread his hands and said, "Your mechanical civilization is more advanced than ours, if you don't even know it, let alone us." ”

"Hmm." Iron Slag nodded thoughtfully. In fact, he had heard a lot of new technologies before. For example, small nuclear furnaces, super-density alloys, super-endurance rubber, super-powered engines, etc., have just never been seen.

"So, black oil is ...... to you," Iron Slag asked with some hesitation, after all, this issue is very sensitive, and each race has its own secrets.

"We, like you, are known only to the great nobles of the Elta." Flameforge shrugged his shoulders and replied with a little reluctance, then added, "Let's talk about our deal." ”

"What can you give me?" Iron Slag asked.

As soon as the words fell, the Flame Hammer snorted meaningfully at Crisp Yu. Iron Slag suddenly touched his forehead and said, "I have a woman." ”

"How can one be enough?" The Hammer glanced condescendingly at the iron slag, and the expression on his face read, "You know."

"It's already a lot......" In the face of the insistence of the fire hammer, the iron slag really felt helpless, so he sighed. In that helpless tone, there was a taste of "unbearable".

"Friend, I really can't see it, it turns out that our hobbies are so close......" Casting Fire Hammer laughed, picked up Li Qi VS next to him, bit the glass bottleneck, and said loudly, "Come on!" Have a drink! The hearty laughter and heroic tone seemed to have found a confidant in life.

Although Iron Slag was a little reluctant, he still picked up the wine bottle and touched the glass with the lewd man.

Not long after, several old women in red robes in the center of the clearing faced the crowd sitting around, raised their long wooden sticks in their hands, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Ruta! ”

"Ruta!" "Ruta!" "Ruta!" "Ruta!" "Ruta!" "Ruta!" The crowd responded excitedly.

It seems that the "Ruta" here means to open a meal......

Then, an old woman used a basin, the Elta's bowl, to fill the iron slag with a large spoonful of rice paste. After the old woman left, the iron slag held the big basin in both hands, stared blankly at the black and sticky food inside, and couldn't help but roll her eyes, wondering if this thing would be poisonous and would have diarrhea if she ate it. He couldn't help but think that the Yeta people could absorb a variety of metal elements, but he was a human and couldn't.

As if seeing the concerns of the iron slag, the crisp feather on the side leaned over and introduced: "This is made of grain that you call sand pear, and we call it soil melon, which is harmless to humans, please feel free to eat it." ”

"Sand pears contain toxins, and humans will have diarrhea when they eat them." Iron Slag said.

"We've added the Red Sacred Fruit, which is the fruit of your Mulberry of the Sea, so that the toxins of the pear." Crisp Yu explained.

Hearing this information, Iron Slag's eyes suddenly widened, and he stared blankly at the food in the basin......

There are a large number of sand pears growing in the wasteland of the Northern Wilderness, but there is not a single mulberry in the sea, why is this?

The answer is coming!

However, this cruel answer made his heart extremely heavy, and his chest seemed to be blocked with a boulder, and it was almost suffocating.

PS: In order to thank Jiang Han Luochengdong (people grow and hate water Changdong) for their rewards and continuous support, I hereby add a change.