Chapter 327: Chapter 213 Crazy Chainsaw Cutting teorite Iron: Rule Stone [10,000 words, ask for monthly pass!]_2 Chapter 327: Chapter 213 Crazy Chainsaw Cutting teorite Iron: Rule Stone [10,000 words, ask for monthly pass!]_2 “It’s been in storage for ten years, who would’ve thought we were all so shortsighted,” Lu Chengfeng shook his head and said.
He had even glanced at the storage record earlier, where it showed that the teorite Iron had been stored ten years ago.
Ten years ago, because the Western Wart Tyre Comrcial Guild suddenly made a move, they wiped out all the branch towers of the Treasure Tower in the West.
And on the Eastern side, led by the Wart Tyre sub-branch, they joined forces with nurous Western comrcial guilds to launch an attack on the main tower of the Treasure Tower.
In the end, it was wiped out by the Treasure Tower in one fell swoop, and this mysterious teorite Iron was sothing that was scavenged after destroying the headquarters of the Eastern Wart Tyre Comrcial Guild.
That is to say, this teorite Iron itself belonged to the Wart Tyre Comrcial Guild.
“Anyway, now the teorite Iron is still in our hands,” Mu Rufeng said with a smile.
“That’s true, I guess Mayer has found so kind of clue, and that’s why he’s so anxious,” Lu Chengfeng nodded his head.
Presumably, they had all not expected this thing to actually end up at the Treasure Tower.
According to Lu Chengfeng’s guess, it was highly likely that the Wart Tyre Comrcial Guild didn’t even know what it was previously.
Over these ten years, they probably found so kind of clue, which is why they are trying every possible way to get the item back.
“I want to see, what exactly is this thing?” said Lu Chengfeng as he pulled out a pitch-black pickaxe.
With a “clang!” a crisp sound rang out.
Sparks flew as the two collided.
“Hm?” Lu Chengfeng frowned slightly.
After one strike with the pickaxe, it had only left a very small mark.
“It’s that hard?” Mu Rufeng was also slightly surprised.
“The storage record shows that this piece of teorite Iron was handed over to the forging departnt for a while, and after a full month of study, they still could not open it.”
“I can’t believe that, even my Rule Item failed to open it,” said Lu Chengfeng.
“Rule Item? The teorite Iron, no matter how hard, surely cannot withstand a Rule Item, right?” Mu Rufeng questioned.
“While our Treasure Tower does have many Rule Type Items, we can’t find anything stronger than this pickaxe at short notice,” said Lu Chengfeng as he handed the pickaxe to Mu Rufeng.
[Hard Pickaxe]: The hardest pickaxe in the world, absolutely indestructible by anything.
Effect: Rule Type Item, hard, extrely hard, with a one hundred percent increased destructive power against mountains, teorites, and ores.
Indeed, this pickaxe held an extraordinarily strong destructive power against teorite Iron.
Every strike only left a small white mark, and the teorite Iron was not small; it would have taken until the year of the monkey to open by hitting it.
Moreover, this was Lu Chengfeng, a Level 9 Ghost Emperor, applying the effort; if it were soone weaker, they might not have even been able to make a mark.
“Forget about it, if it can’t be opened, then it can’t be opened. We only have a little over an hour until the teorite Iron has to be returned to the Wart Tyre Comrcial Guild,” said Lu Chengfeng shaking his head.
Although Lu Chengfeng still had thods to easily destroy the teorite Iron, he feared that if he didn’t control his strength well, he would damage the item inside along with the teorite Iron.
If he took a gentler approach, it might be possible to open the teorite Iron smoothly, but there wasn’t enough ti for that.
The contract with the Wart Tyre Comrcial Guild started its countdown from the mont Mu Rufeng lifted the contractual seal, requiring the teorite Iron to be returned within two hours.
More than twenty minutes had already passed.
Lu Chengfeng originally thought that with this pickaxe, two hours would be ample ti to chisel open the teorite Iron, but to his surprise, one strike with the pickaxe left only a small white mark.
For such a big teorite, at this pace, wouldn’t it take at least a day or two?
“A little over an hour?” A look of confusion appeared on Mu Rufeng’s face.
Upon hearing this, Lu Chengfeng imdiately explained it to Mu Rufeng.
“An hour, huh…”
Suddenly, Mu Rufeng thought of sothing and quickly took out a chainsaw from his Item Slot.
[Clown’s Crazy Chainsaw]: The favorite chainsaw of a certain clown, until he was laid off and couldn’t pay his rent, leading to the chainsaw being sold and ending up adrift.
Effect: Rule Type Item, as long as one has enough Ghost Power, it can saw through anything, but it cannot harm any abnormalities or living beings.
Clown’s slogan: I may be a clown, but I am not ugly; I am terrifying, but I do not kill!
As long as there was enough Ghost Power, it could saw through anything.
“Tower Master, how about we try with my item?” Mu Rufeng suggested.
“A chainsaw?” Lu Chengfeng reached out and took the chainsaw from him.
Then, his eyes imdiately shone brightly.
“Little Mu, you are indeed quite fortunate to get your hands on such a Rule Item,” Lu Chengfeng remarked with emotion.
“Tower Master, can it be cut open in a little over an hour?” Mu Rufeng asked.
“With your chainsaw, who needs an hour.”
As soon as his words fell, Lu Chengfeng started up the chainsaw.
“Brrrrrr~~!”
Powerful Ghost Power surged into the motor of the chainsaw, imdiately unleashing a roaring sound.
With a “clang!”, the chainsaw struck the teorite Iron directly.
A piercing friction noise followed.
The blade of the chainsaw was slowly carving into the teorite Iron.
Ghost Power surged throughout Lu Chengfeng’s body, involuntarily releasing a heavy sense of oppression.
Suddenly, a piece of teorite Iron was neatly cut off.
Inside was still a piece of teorite Iron.
“This chainsaw is pretty good.”
Lu Chengfeng continued cutting along the cut face.
Because he was worried about damaging the item inside, Lu Chengfeng cut vertically from the top down.
Thus, the speed was naturally much slower, but it was more reliable.
Lu Chengfeng carefully cut, piece by piece, and in the blink of an eye, five minutes had passed.
The teorite Iron had already been cut about a third of the way through horizontally.
Now that he was close to cutting into the middle, Lu Chengfeng beca extrely careful, and the speed of cutting slowed down considerably.
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