The Hardest Opening System in History

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In the capital of Nanze, on the second floor of the Nanze Tower, a strong wave of heat spewed out from the stove in the house, and then the strong fire light suddenly erupted, illuminating the entire house.

At the same time, under the firelight, the scene in the entire hall was clearly reflected. On the other side of the hall, countless square bricks were neatly stacked in one place, covering the entire wall. .

After the next breath, the heat wave swept outwards, and the burly young man standing at the entrance of the temple walked into the temple carrying two Nanze iron woods, and a vigorous and young response came out:

"Huo Lao, this situation is not very optimistic. Since a year ago, the entire Taixuan Land has started to rain heavily, and our southern swamps have begun to accumulate water.

"Now, now that the water is getting deeper and deeper, it has completely submerged the deep area. I walked along the way, and the deepest place has almost formed a big lake."

In this response, there was an obvious dignity. After the voice fell, the burly young man named Nan threw the two giant woods in his hand to the ground in front of him, and directly made two ear-shaking muffled noises:

"boom!"

This muffled sound predicted the exaggerated weight contained within the two iron woods, and even caused the entire hall to tremble three times under the huge weight of the iron wood.

After a few breaths, the young man Nan, who had done this action, did not change much on his face. After raising his sturdy hands to pat his clothes, he just stepped forward and listened to the sound of the strong old man in front of him again:

"As your kid said, the increase in the water level of this swamp has caused drastic changes in the entire southern swamp, but this change is not good for our indigenous races. Don’t say anything else, the old man now has Nanze. Iron wood is not enough.

"If it weren't for your kid, you could cut some Nanze Ironwood and bring it back, otherwise the construction of the city wall would be completely stagnant."

When the voice fell, the old man stretched out his right hand to the side, grabbed it from the side, and directly sucked in a few pieces of split swamp ironwood, and put it in his hand and twisted it.

The old man also possessed extremely violent power, so he effortlessly twisted the ironwood in his hand into a twisted cannabis flower, then opened his mouth, and squirted a mouthful of the ironwood in his hand. Charred black saliva with a pungent smell.

Spitting pitch black liquid, this is undoubtedly a very strange picture, but the two people in the hall are accustomed to it.

After the scorched black saliva spurted out, the old man didn't even look at it. He threw the iron wood covered with black saliva into the huge stove in front of him.

After an instant, Tiemu flew into the furnace in front of him, and the moment he flew in, the flames burning in the entire furnace suddenly strengthened several times, and even burst out with a loud noise:

"boom!"

The next breath, a more rapid and violent flame wave spread, blowing the messy hair of the two figures in the hall back, and then the eyes of the burly young man Nan showed a look of wonder, and said:

"This Nanze Iron Wood is worthy of being the best firewood in the southern swamp, and even the entire Taixuan Land, plus the old black liquor breath, it complements each other and is infinitely powerful."

"You kid don't give this to the old man. Who doesn't know your arrogance, plus the high front where Nanze Ironwood Forest is now, is filled with water in all directions, and the entire Nanze city depends on your kid. Cut this iron wood, you are the treasure of our Nanze country."

After speaking, the old man once again grabbed a piece of iron wood, spit out a saliva, and threw it into the stove in front of him, which immediately made the high temperature in the whole hall even worse, and after the high temperature condensed through the upper channel, it began to burn. Make the very special bricks.

Then the old man's voice came out again:

"I really don't know what special ability your kid has. Even the Marsh Mandrill, who regards Marsh Ironwood as a forbidden species, treats you very kindly. Torn to pieces by it."

The shirtless old man heard the admiration, and a hint of pride appeared on the face of the young man named Nan. He smiled and responded:

"Old Huo praised it."

After the response fell, the young man's brows frowned slightly, and while continuing to watch the flames ahead, he continued to speak:

"Old Huo, the most serious problem right now is not that the ironwood is difficult to obtain, but that the rising swamp water is covering the entire ironwood forest little by little. If this ironwood forest is submerged, then the forest The mandrill will undoubtedly migrate to the north and inland."

As soon as this solemn speech fell, the old man took the hand of another piece of wood, paused slightly, and then said:

"How could it be possible that the swamp beasts that are migrating outward are only the Mandrill, and all things have spirits. Although these swamp beasts are not as smart as ours, they are not bad at all in their sensitivity to the crisis of heaven and earth.

"So when the floods began to spread uncontrollably, their migration journey has already begun, and counting the days, it is already approaching where our Nanze national capital is."

As soon as he said this, the burly young Nan's complexion really changed, and he blurted out:

"Huo Lao, but our big city, let alone fully built, even the city wall has not been completely sealed."

"Yes, so you have to hurry up, and you also need the swamp iron wood that your kid has cut down to burn this special city brick more quickly."

After the old Huo finished speaking, he waved his hand to make the young man stand a little farther away, and then came to the other side of the stove, stretched out his muscled hands, grasped a handle, and then pulled it outward. .

"Boom, hoo."

The next breath, a low roar from the violent wind, started directly from the inside and outside of the stove, and then the wind rushed into the stove without any fancy, making the stove as if it was being fueled by the fire. , It boils violently again.

"Boy, stand further back, the flame power this time is not a joke."

Accompanied by Huo Lao's shout, a heat wave like a volcanic eruption billowed directly from the stove, even rushing the young people who couldn't dodge all the way out, and rolled directly to the door of the main hall.

Then the burly young man Nan raised his hand to support the door frame beside him, straightened his body hard, raised his head, and stared at the void completely distorted by the heat wave in front of him, muttering:

"What a fierce power, this stove is simply a magic weapon. Where did Huo get such a big treasure? This is a great opportunity!"

As soon as Nan’s words fell, the old man’s inexplicable response sounded:

"Boy, you are wrong."

Then, between the rolling waves, the former's voice continued to be heard:

"This is not a treasure of artifacts, this thing is called a wind furnace. It comes from Daxia in the north, and as long as you give something satisfactory, you can buy ten of them.

"My Nanzeguo is the first batch of people to buy this stuff."