Chapter 232

Adam couldn't understand the logic behind Burning Wind 777's words, but he understood the first part. "Are all patrols made up of ten people? How do we deal with more Metal Eaters? "

"There aren't many Titans left in the Iron Castle. They haven't been replenished yet. Usually, a patrol team has 75 to 85 Titans. If we encounter more Metal Eaters, we'll fight if we can. If we can't, we'll ask for reinforcements. If we're surrounded, we'll fight. We can't just wait to die. It's hard for a dead Titan to pass on fire. "

"What about today?"

Burning Wind 777 said casually. "We don't know if we can win today."

"Why don't you ask for reinforcements?"

"Because there's no reinforcements to ask for. 902 and I are still on vacation. We still have to go on missions. I know what you want to ask. Wise people always think more. "Burning Wind 777 pushed all the reasons for Adam's questions to his identity as a wise person." No Titan is afraid of death. If we can't win, we'll just detonate the fire seed. Who knows if the next baby will be born because of me? Just like how you were born because of Burning Flame 678. "

Bluewater 902 drove to Adam's side like a truck and threw him a few pieces of alloy. "Leave these. Go back and decide what to choose for your next evolution. It's every Titan's mission to pass on fire. As long as there's a fire seed burning, the Titans won't die. You're still young. You'll understand after a few evolutions. "Then, he drove to the side. He seemed to be in a good mood.

Adam was left standing alone. The fire seed was still burning.

These Titans didn't know how to talk. Their answers were a little irrelevant, but in their hearts, passing on fire was their top priority. As long as they could pass on fire, they didn't care about their own lives. They even treated death as the last extension of their lives.

Devil whispered, "Master, they're so stupid."

His tone was a little emotional.

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The journey back was much faster than when they came. Within a day, everyone returned to the Iron Castle with a full load.

To Burning Wind 777 and the others, not losing a single person and obtaining so many spoils of war was already a great victory.

Therefore, the Titans expressed great goodwill and affirmation towards Adam. Most of the items in the spoils were given to Adam regardless of whether he could use them or not. However, Adam only kept a little of each item for research purposes and returned the rest to them. The Titans didn't refuse. They all patted their chests and said, "Since you don't want the spoils, we'll give you more contribution points. We'll give them to you after the settlement. If you need these metals, you can come to us anytime."

After Adam nodded, everyone parted in front of the Iron Fortress. He constructed a Mithril Basket on his back and cast a Soul Lash at the Devil who was mocking him. After that, he put away the alloy sample and walked towards the place where he had been resting for the past month.

There was only a relatively short figure sitting in the corner of the wall. It should have just been born. Burning Wind 777 was right. The Iron Castle was very short on manpower. Other than the newborn, the rest of the Titans had heavy work to do.

Adam couldn't help. His level was indeed very low, and he was of little use. He couldn't even maintain more magnetic fields in a large scale battle. If it was a small scale battle, he might be surrounded by a large number of Metal Eaters. He might as well stay in the Iron Castle and do some research. When he evolved into a knight, the Iron Castle would naturally assign him tasks.

Adam sat on the ground and moved the basket to his chest. It looked like a kangaroo's bag. He then took out a few pieces of excrement from the Metal Eaters.

He found that the excrement was made of pure metal. He didn't know what kind of chemical reaction the Metal Eaters had in their bodies that could purify ores with impurities to such a degree through their flesh. As long as he collected more of these pieces of metal, he could even use them to construct a body without any second processing. No wonder the Titans gave him so much.

However, Adam could purify the metal himself, and it wouldn't be any worse than the Metal Eaters. So he just looked at them and put them aside.

The energy alloy that could be directly transformed into a body was the real magical thing. Adam kept some of each of them. They were overflowing with different energy waves. The highest was level 8, and the lowest was even weaker than ordinary alloys. It seemed that their quality had a lot to do with the strength of the Metal Eaters when they were alive and the energy they retained when they died.

The attributes of the hundreds of small pieces of alloy did not deviate from the four basic elements of earth, water, wind, and fire. The more advanced ones were only like Burning Wind and Blue Water. Overall, their actual value was not high. Adam quickly put them back into the basket. What he was most interested in now was how the Metal Eaters did it. What kind of knowledge did that Titan super-dimensional sage use to modify those cells?

"That … Mithril, are you a newborn too?"

Just as Adam was thinking, the newborn walked over and sat down beside him. It was obvious that he was trying to be as gentle as possible, but his body was obviously made of iron alloy. No matter how careful he was, the sound he made was loud.

Adam nodded at him and looked at him calmly.

The newborn was very nervous. "My body is made of ordinary iron ore and some impurities. I … I …"

Adam saw that the newborn was looking at his basket with longing, so he pushed it forward carelessly. "Do you want these?"

The newborn seemed to be frightened. His buttocks moved his body backward, making ear-piercing sounds. He shook his head frantically and said, "No, how can I take your things? I just want to know where you got them. I don't have any battle achievements, and I wanted to go out and mine. The other Titans said it was dangerous and stopped me, so … I don't want to go back to the mainland, and I don't want to work in the factory. "

Adam was already used to the way the Titans spoke. He was also a little confused. The benefits of being a newborn did not include the metals needed for evolution, and Burning Wind 777 did not tell him how ordinary Titans could obtain these resources. Did they really have to mine on their own?

"Where's the Titan in charge of you?"

"He went out of the city for a mission half a month ago. He hasn't come back yet."

Adam understood. The Iron Castle's current situation was not suitable for newborns. Burning Wind 777 was probably the only one careless enough to bring a one-month-old Titan on a patrol mission. The other Titans would not have time to take care of newborns once they were on a mission. He pushed the basket of metals to the nameless newborn. "These are useless to me, so I'll give them to you. Don't worry, Burning Wind 777 said that the mainland will soon send more combat power to the Iron Castle. Then, you can go out and mine."