Chapter 82: Double

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Adair sat in a completely changed cavern, and in front of him was a huge earthen platform made of dirt, on which were stacked with piles of materials for making bone spears, and rows of strangely shaped skeletons surrounded the entire platform, and the right bone of each skeleton grasped a gray-brown stone and polished it on the bone.

Abel with a weak soul flame sat next to Adair, his limbs were tied with stones, given his strong strength, old Fiso tied him with quite heavy stones, without spending a certain amount of soul flame, Abel couldn't move at all, so he could only polish his bones in the cave now.

"Adair, when will I be able to unravel these stones. Abel pinched the stone and sharpened the bone spear in his hand and asked Adair, who had been sitting beside him.

As soon as Able was thrown here, Adele came in, and Abel had always thought that Adele was not worried that he was alone in the cave to do so, but found that Adele did not pay attention to his meaning at all, and kept staring at the great bow in his hand.

Abel knew this giant bow, it was the white flame skeleton with strong marksmanship, he didn't understand why Adair brought the white flame skeleton's weapon here, could it be that he wanted to transform this giant bow?

As a skeleton that has successfully made several bone spears, Able can be very responsible, yes, it is not difficult to make a weapon, although it is not difficult, but it also requires some careful processing, not to mention the transformation of a complete bone bow.

Abel doesn't believe that Adair has such an ability, if he fails to transform the weapon of a white flame level skeleton, things will definitely be difficult to clean up, Abel is happy to see such a thing, for a white flame skeleton The weapon is very important, not to mention the technical skeleton that specializes in using bone bows, Adel feels that the territory is too calm, and he is not happy?

"Do a good job of 5,000 sets of standard equipment, and you can be liberated. Adair put down the giant bow in his hand and pointed his hand perfectly on the stone of Eber: "You have to sharpen it a little heavier here, the sharpness is not enough, and the grip here, polish it well, don't finish it at will, I will let old Fiso check it specifically, and if you fail one group, you will have to do five more sets." ā€

"What do you know?" Hearing Adair's indiscriminate instruction to this skeleton who already had experience in making bone spears, Abel was not happy, and casually pointed to a few places: "Have you ever made a bone spear? Do you know how to make bone spears?"

Adair glanced at Abel silently, then picked up the bone bow on the earthen platform and looked at it again, calculating how much flame energy it would take to completely suck out the impurities of this bone bow after activating the devouring ability.

Seeing that Adair didn't react, Abel was even more proud, and while sharpening the bone spear, he said in a tone of lesson: "Don't look at your strength, but I am definitely more experienced than you in making bone spears, and I don't look at the quality of these bone spears I made." With that, Abel patted the bone spear that had been placed on one side.

"You're wrong, the craftsmanship and level of your lord's bone spear making is the highest in our workshop. Old Fiso walked up to Adair with six white bone spears that were different from other bone spears and said to Aber: "These bone spears are all made by the adults themselves, and even the two Thunder Leopard bone claws of Jace are the masterpieces of the adults. ā€

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The tip of the bone spear in Eber's hand was broken, and he looked at the few bone spears in old Fisso's hand in disbelief, the sharp tip, just the right length and width, and the gorgeous appearance, compared to the several worn, gray bone spears of different lengths in his hand, it was not a level at all.

Adair glanced at Abel again, and the look in his caring eyes annoyed him, and the bone spear split in two again.

"Old Fiso, is the cave ready?" said Adair, playing with the Great Bow in his hand, and he roughly knew how much flame energy it would take to completely suck out the impurities of the bone bow.

"Your Excellency, you're ready, it's inside. Old Fiso said respectfully.

"Hmm!" Adair stood up: "Clark said that there are a lot of powerful and combat-rich crippled skeletons in the workshop, you let them take the time to teach the three teams in the territory, and if they don't beat them a few times, these guys are about to think that they are invincible in the world, especially the first team, do they think their strength is very strong after cleaning up a few small forces around them?"

"Yes, my lord, I will pick a few good guys to teach them and let them recognize their own strength. Old Fiso laughed secretly, these guys are really not at ease under Shansai's hands, now it's okay, the adults know, and dare to pull out the team alone to hunt down and encircle a few small forces that sneak up on the territory?

Although their behavior of automatically maintaining the territory made Adair very pleased, but the outside world monster-type skeletons appeared in an endless stream, and Clark also gave an order, and dared to pull the team out alone, if it wasn't for the protection of Shansai, Clark would have executed those leaders first.

In the past few days, the training volume of the first team has increased significantly, so much so that they have almost no strength to climb back to the cave at night, and one by one they even lie down directly at the bottom of the hillside to rest, this phenomenon has aroused Wu Jie's madness when they train at night, and the strong team is working so hard, they have no chance to relax.

Clark's disguised punishment has also been recognized by Adair, who has fought with monster-type skeletons, he knows that the current strength of a team plus the battle formation can only be five or five with the other party, provided that he still does not encounter the white flame-level monster-type skeletons, which is also protection in another sense in addition to punishment.

Abel straightened his spine and tried to get as close to Adair as he could, as if he had heard the terrible news that there were still quite a few powerful creatures in the Workshop's broken Flame Skeletons.

Eber's skull turned, and all the miscellaneous skeletons in his line of sight were processing bone spears, and his busy appearance made Abel completely indistinguishable.

"Old Fiso, give these bone spears to the guys I told you, none of them have a suitable weapon yet. Adair looked at the six bone spears, all of which were made of the best materials, and coupled with his devouring ability to suck out impurities, they completely surpassed the bone spears of the fine level.

These bone spears are used to equip Clark, Gail, Alva, Baibri, Cole, and Banfei and the other six, and the monster-type skeleton is about to arrive, how can there be no suitable weapon at the White Flame level.

"Yes, sir. ā€

Adair nodded, and said before leaving: "Abbel has doubled the processing volume, 10,000 sets of standard equipment." Adair sneered in his heart, he dared to guide me before.

"Yes. Old Fisso saw Adair departing, and after instructing a few Flame Skeletons to bring enough materials for Able, he headed out of the cavern.

Looking at the mountains of materials around him, Abel lay on the ground weakly, this guy Yadell doesn't count!