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"Those behemoths have returned to their home dens!"

These men, who had experienced hundreds of battles and had been practicing in the snow for a long time, tasted a hint of danger in the air.

The snow stopped suddenly, and not a single snowflake disappeared.

It's like the calm before a huge snowstorm.

The Grand Maester looked at the increasingly gloomy sky. The gray clouds were spiraling like a snail shell.

His expression suddenly changed: "No! An extreme cold wave may be coming, and we are right in the center of the eye of the storm!"

"Quickly, expand the igloo quickly! Concentrate all the heating resources, manpower and material resources into one igloo."

"Move faster!"

He simply roared and shouted this order.

When more than two hundred people heard the term "extreme cold wave," they couldn't help but tremble, as if they were recalling terrible memories.

With so many of them and so many horses, they would need to dig at least a large igloo of 500 square meters!

The depth must be at least four meters!

They prayed to God to be merciful and not to lose their temper on the last day.

"Sir, we found something good!" Suddenly a patrolling soldier shouted.

Everyone hurriedly ran out to take a look. Tungsten Mu and four other soldiers dug out a strange big lump.

This lump looks like an egg, is very hard, and is oval in shape.

It is particularly eye-catching under the firelight. Its surface shows various textures. Its color is either dark gray, light brown, or green and black, blending in with the surrounding environment, but inadvertently revealing its own uniqueness.

and extraordinary.

Its tonnage is also quite high, with a rough estimate that it may weigh 20 tons.

"What is this...that fell from that city?"

The Grand Scholar stroked his beard: "Think about it, didn't the ruins of this city float in the beginning?"

"We landed on the ground later. During the entire landing process, this iron lump fell from the sky above the city and landed here."

With this explanation, everyone will understand immediately.

"I see!"

"Is this a treasure?"

"It should be a piece of industrial waste." The bachelor tapped the metal shell with his fingers, and there was a "dang-dang-dang" sound.

"It's solid and can't be identified, so it's not some extraordinary material."

"It's too heavy, we can't take it back now."

Everyone felt sorry for each other. It would be great if they could pick up a car. After picking up this junk, it was really useless.

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Chapter completed!