In the iron room filled with rancid smell, the steel-maned man lying on the bed seemed to be twitching in pain.
He is very thin and about the same height as Ding Meng. It is obvious that he is a young Steel Mane, and his height of less than 1.7 meters is considered a dwarf in the Steel Mane Empire. It is no wonder that he was thrown into this concentration camp.
Come.
In addition to his thin body, the skin of this steel-maned man is actually white, and the hair on his body is very pitiful. The whole person looks like a trembling white mouse. Such a person living in the Steel-maned Empire is undoubtedly a
Tragedy, just like Xiao Si living in the Holy Federation, he will definitely be considered by his peers as an inferior race with low bloodline.
Strange to say, Xiao Si has dark and rough skin and thick and long hair. He would definitely not be regarded as an alien in the Steel Mane Empire. However, the situation of the little Steel Mane man in front of him is exactly the opposite. His skin is too white.
There is almost no hair. If it were put in the federation, it would not be regarded as waste.
After observing for a long time, Ding Meng took out the test tube that Han Xing gave him, unscrewed the seal and fed half of it into Steel Mane's mouth. The effect of this special blood-producing agent was immediate, and Steel Mane's wounds were immediately healed.
It began to heal and the pain eased rapidly. He struggled to sit up and spoke in a whimpering voice: "Thank you, I don't know if you can understand the Mandarin Chinese language. Anyway, thank you for saving me."
Ding Meng nodded: "It's okay!"
The steel-maned man's eyes widened curiously: "Can you understand what I'm saying?"
Ding Meng smiled: "I understand."
The steel-maned man looked at Din Meng in surprise. He was obviously surprised that the human in front of him not only knew the steel-maned language, but also used precious blood-generating agents to save him.
"Don't be nervous, I have a friend who is very similar to you!" Ding Meng explained.
The Steel Mane people were even more surprised. Human friends still look like the Steel Mane people?
"What's your name?" Ding Meng asked again.
The steel-maned man shook his head and his eyes dimmed: "I don't have a name."
Ding Meng frowned and said, "What about your parents?"
The steel-maned man continued to shake his head: "I don't know!"
"Okay!" Ding Meng was a little helpless, "Where did you get these wounds?"
The mane of steel said: "I got the injury from working in the garbage mountain."
Ding Meng said: "How long have you been here?"
Steel Mane said: "I have been here since I was born."
Ding Meng frowned and said, "Are you only four years old?"
The steel-maned man nodded: "Sir Sam said I was picked up by an interstellar merchant four years ago."
Ding Meng said: "Have you been working in the garbage mountain?"
The steel-maned man didn't answer, but his eyes became even darker.
Ding Meng immediately realized that this little steel-maned man probably didn't have this kind of skin and hair when he was born. He worked in the garbage mountain for many years and was exposed to radiation and pollution.
Ding Meng sighed: "You don't have a name, so I'll call you Xiaobai. Do you like it?"
The steel-maned man shook his head: "This is a bad name!"
In the Steel Mane Empire, black is regarded as the most noble color. On the contrary, white is a very unlucky color that heralds disaster and ominousness.
Ding Meng sighed: "But in the human world, white symbolizes purity and beauty, and it is a very good color."
The steel-maned man was silent and said: "Okay, then what's your name, big brother?"
Ding Meng said: "You can call me Ding Meng."
The steel-maned man showed a smile: "Okay, Brother Ding Meng, thank you very much today for using such a precious medicine. I will repay you."
Ding Meng also smiled: "No, just take good care of yourself."
After a brief chat, Ding Meng went back to his room.
In the following time, Ding Meng continued to absorb source energy and began to practice. Of course, he still detoxified. Although the progress was extremely slow, no matter what, the trapped energy at the first origin must be released.
The little steel-maned man didn't bother him, because Ding Meng's practice method is very unique. He crosses his legs and closes his eyes, motionless, and stays there for several days without even opening his eyes. Although the steel-maned man doesn't know that Ding Meng
This was training, but he could tell that Ding Meng was probably resting.
In Xiao Bad's view, Xiao Bai rested in the barracks for a while and then went out. It took him about three days to go out. When he came back, his whole body was covered with wounds of various sizes, but this time they were mostly minor injuries.
, no serious or fatal wounds.
However, when Xiaobai came back, he also brought back a large iron box, which was filled with various collected metal scraps. After returning to the room, he first sorted out the loot, then divided the various metals into two parts, and put one of them into
The portion was packed in a small box, and then he poked his head out and took a closer look. He found that Ding Meng was still in that unique "resting" state. He did not make a sound and gently placed the small box on the steel plate at the door.
Went back to the room.
When he said that he wanted to repay Ding Meng, he was really repaying the favor. These metal scraps can be taken to the central building to exchange for living supplies. The living supplies of the Steel Mane are generally divided into two categories, one is various mining tools, and the other is finished products.
Metal.
The so-called finished metal is edible metal produced on regular industrial assembly lines. For the Steelmane people, this is food. After eating it, it will facilitate better growth. This is the same property as human dishes. The workers dig it.
The raw materials have arrived, but the raw materials need to be processed.
There are also many types of finished metals for the Steel Mane Man. People of different strengths and levels need to devour the corresponding metals. If they are elites like Old Sam, they will consume higher-end metals, while low-level people like Xiaobai can only devour low-level metals.
The soft and tough black gold of the first grade does not mean that novices cannot eat high-end food, but eating it will be harmful to themselves because your body cannot absorb it at all.
From this point of view, human beings are much happier. There is no question of whether it is harmful or harmless. As long as it is food, humans, whether nobles or commoners, can eat it.
In the concentration camp, human workers can exchange for many more types of materials. In addition to tools and food, they can also exchange for various mixtures and armor. This is a necessity, because the physical fitness of humans is not as good as that of the steel-maned people. Even the steel-maned people often
Injured, let alone fragile human beings.
Another thing that can be exchanged is money. Both the Steelmane Empire and the Frogman Kingdom have a common currency unit, and this common currency is really amazing because it is not a virtual unit, but a real thing, corresponding to multiple levels: obsidian gold, diamond,
Silver core stone, reverse source crystal...
Among them, Yaojin is the most common currency in circulation. This thing is somewhat similar to the "silver" in ancient times. You can use "silver" to pay bills wherever you go. The most important thing is that for the steel-maned people, money can also be used to eat.
Yes, obsidian gold is beneficial and harmless to Steelmane people at any level, so this thing is very popular in the Steelmane Empire.
As soon as Ding Meng started practicing, time passed like running water. During this period, Xiaobai went out eight or nine times. Every time he came back, he would divide half of what he earned, put it in a small box, and put it quietly in Ding Meng's house.
The steel plate at the door of the room.
The little bad guy did some calculations and found that the metals that Xiao Bai gave to Ding Meng could be exchanged for a lot of mixtures according to the regulations of the concentration camp. However, for a terrifying energy user like Ding Meng, the mixtures were of no use at all.
To be precise, Ding Meng no longer needs to eat or sleep. He only needs two things: time and energy.
When Xiaobai returned for the tenth time, Ding Meng couldn't bear it anymore: "It's been more than a month, right?"
Xiaobai was a little surprised: "Brother Ding Meng, have you rested well?"
Ding Meng nodded. The first origin was basically normal now. He waved his hand gently, and the box on the steel plate flew up out of thin air and landed in his palm.
Ding Meng fiddled with it casually for a few times and picked up a piece of black scrap: "Xiao Bai, where did you get this thing? Hmm? Where is the person?"
Xiaobai had long been dumbfounded by the hand he showed, and could not answer anything.
Ding Meng smiled: "It's okay, this is a small ability."
Xiaobai has never seen the world, so he doesn't know that this is telekinesis. If telekinesis is only a small ability, then there probably won't be any big abilities in the whole territory.
In Xiao Ai's analysis, this piece of black scrap is a variety of mixed metals, containing trace amounts of platinum group metals and even rhodium sources. In fact, what Xiao Ai is more interested in is that this piece of scrap contains metal toxins.
, what Ding Meng needs now is this. After using "Diamond Melting Star Technique" to transform it, it can be used as energy storage to be temporarily prepared in the smelting space.
Xiaobai, who woke up, quickly explained: "A new area has been opened underground recently. I went to try my luck. Some people said that the center of the base recycles this thing at a high price. Such a small piece can be exchanged for three boxes of black obsidian gold. Ding Meng
Brother, if you go and change, you can change to two boxes of special effects mixture produced by the Nuoxing Empire. Brother Dingmeng, I see that you have been resting for such a long time and have not worked, so I specially left a little for you..."
Hearing this, Ding Meng felt a warm feeling in his heart. Xiaobai had left the best things for himself. You must know that three boxes of black obsidian gold were twenty days of rations for Xiaobai.
However, he sneered secretly. I bet Sam was probably an appraiser or something like that. He knew this was a good thing, but he sent people away with just a few boxes of metal and a few boxes of mixture. He just bullied these workers because they didn't understand the industry and spoke poorly.
The point is to squeeze the blood and sweat of the workers. Of course, this is normal. It is an enhanced version of the "black gold base". If it does not exploit workers, it would not be called a concentration camp.
"Underground in the garbage mountain?" Ding Meng was a little curious.
"Yes!" Xiaobai nodded, "You can't dig anything good on the hillside now. The chief said that the deeper you dig, the better materials you can dig out."
Ding Meng pondered for a moment and said: "Xiao Bai, let me try my luck at the garbage mountain too!"
"Okay, okay! Brother Dingmeng, I'll take you there." Xiaobai looked relatively happy, "But you should make some preparations before departure. You can exchange for some tools and mixtures."
"No need!" Ding Meng smiled meaningfully, "I have worked in mining before, don't worry, you will never suffer a loss if I go with you."
