Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy Chapter 1593 - 109: Nature’s Miracle, Bone Kim!

Under the faint moonlight, the mountain at the exit of the Burial Ground was clearly seen shaking.

Everyone swallowed a mouthful of saliva in unison.

Alva certainly didn’t think the Beast Tide the tribe resisted was the entirety...

Instead, he clearly knew that the level four Beast Tide strength encountered by the White Armor Tribe was perhaps less than one percent compared to the entire grassland.

He was very fortunate that those truly giant Star Beasts did not appear before the White Armor Tribe.

If they appeared, the entire tribe would have no other path than migration and extinction.

"That big guy didn’t come out, we also didn’t touch any of its things, we probably didn’t truly anger it, thankfully."

After a brief summary, Alva’s expression finally turned excited.

"Today, the harvest we brought out is unexpectedly large, these Meteorite Gold, these King Bones, and Brother Mu’s this... uh, big stick." Alva pondered for a long time and couldn’t find a better term to describe it.

"Now the warriors of the Bai Family Guard and Wolf Armor Group can finally get a batch of handy guys. When we return to the tribe, I will allocate Bone Gold weapons based on everyone’s battle achievements."

As the words fell, several warriors of the White Armor Tribe immediately began to breathe heavily.

Hahaha, heartfelt laughter resounded under the starry sky.

Returning fully loaded without any casualties.

There’s nothing more exhilarating than this.

After a brief rest, this team officially began marching toward the direction of return.

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The men in the tribe were busy repairing the outer walls of the village and their armor and weapons.

The women were busy peeling beast meat and tanning furs.

The children also joined the bustling rest.

People had vaguely heard the news that the entire tribe seemed to be preparing for migration.

Though a bit reluctant, no one went to trouble Isaiah Clan Leader.

They knew that the clan leader had already sacrificed too much for the safety of the village.

"They are back, they are back! Brother Alva and the others have returned."

Suddenly, a crisp and excited shout disrupted the busy atmosphere in the village.

With a thud!

The chubby Enoch landed on the ground like a cannonball, excitedly looking toward the center, "Teacher sister, Brother Mu is back! And looking at their harvest, it’s so rich!"

Hearing this, Nuonuo directly stood up, didn’t bother to smooth out her clothes, and hurriedly ran outside.

Not seeing only meant missing.

Seeing meant that the wait had turned into worry.

Anyway, no matter what, only seeing Mu Fan standing in front of her intact could she truly feel at ease.

As this fully-loaded team appeared at the village entrance, the eyes of the White Armor clan members simultaneously became shocked and dazed.

To be exact, it wasn’t because of the heavy bones carried by others, but because Mu Fan carried that giant rib bone.

Bang!

Mu Fan tossed the rib bone to the ground, causing the dirt to scatter around.

White Armor clansmen exclaimed in awe and gathered around, especially some who curiously stepped forward and tapped the bone surface with their fingers, their faces changing color even more.

This... was really moved from that place?

Some veteran White-armored Warriors began to show fear and admiration in their eyes.

[Truly deserving of being the man who could defeat Alva!]

Thankfully, no one spoke out their inner thoughts at this moment, otherwise, Alva’s face would definitely be as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Come, move these things to the warehouse."

"Everyone, don’t worry, Brother Mu helped our White Armor Tribe a lot this time. You all go back to your work first, I’ll accompany Brother Mu to the warehouse."

With a wave of Alva’s big hand, the people in the village were perhaps influenced by this relaxed tone, the atmosphere instantly became light.

Led by Alva, the group started walking toward the warehouse.

The efficiency of the White-armored Warriors was very fast, and when they pushed open the large wooden door, all the bones had already been placed on the smooth stone surface.

"Brother Mu, now you can see how Bone Gold is created. After experiencing those previous events, you should know how difficult it is for us to obtain Bone Gold."

"Miss Nuonuo, please stand further away, the furnace will be opened later, don’t let sparks splatter on you."

Alva walked to one side wall of the warehouse, found two grooves with his hand, and forcefully pulled sideways!

With the creaking sound, that wall disguised as a rock door was dragged open, revealing a melting furnace over seven meters tall inside.

Despite the visible traces of rough craftsmanship left on it.

But it was indeed a small blast furnace used for steelmaking.

Alva skillfully took out molds, crucibles, and other necessities.

Then went to Isaiah’s tent to fetch some purple flowers still hanging with dewdrops.

The conical stamens of the four-petaled flowers look like ghostly faces.

"Beast-faced Flower, a specialty from the Wind Clan’s dwelling, can dissolve the outer layer of those Meteorite Gold ores."

Alva roughly crushed those Beast-faced Flowers in a stone bowl, then grabbed a dry black stick-like object and threw it in, continuing to mash it.

"Black Stone Worms, you’ve seen them before."

As Beast-faced Flowers continued to be thrown in, a faint floral fragrance with slight spiciness filled the warehouse.

Then, under Mu Fan and Nuonuo’s watch, Alva carefully untied the Beast Bag, throwing the black Meteorite Gold one by one into that large stone bowl.

After placing the final largest piece of Meteorite Gold inside, Alva used the rough Steel Pliers to grip the stone bowl and put it into the furnace.

"Ignite!"

With Alva’s loud shout, the refining of the Meteorite Gold finally began.

To Wang Nuonuo, who was born into a steel family, the crude furnace was almost as primitive as ancient times.

Yet, Alva’s serious expression and a sense of reverence made one instinctively respectful.

In this harsh environment, where the White Armor Clan has survived until now, it is a miracle.

This furnace must hold extraordinary significance for the White Armor Clan.

So, Nuonuo leaned against Mu Fan, gently holding his familiar, warm hand.

"The temperature does not need to be very high, nor does the time need to be long. This simply accelerates the dissolution of the ore coating."

Just five minutes later, Alva ordered the furnace to be opened, using the rough Steel Pliers to remove the glowing stone bowl.

With a thud, the stone bowl was placed on the workbench beside it, with bubbling black liquid inside that also shimmered with a faint... golden color.

The black liquid was not like molten iron at extreme temperatures; instead, it resembled a mix of black and gold clay.

Only slightly thinner.

"What to make first... Everyone likes an axe, so let’s make another axe as a reward for the warriors."

Alva’s eyes glistened with excitement and enthusiasm; making weapons is the most exhilarating part.

Especially when it’s incredibly rare Meteorite Gold weapons.

"How to make it?" Mu Fan asked, watching the other’s movements attentively.

"First shape an axe, then apply those Meteorite Gold melt balls, and it’s done."

"That’s... so simple?" Mu Fan was somewhat stunned, and even Nuonuo found it unbelievable, not matching her knowledge of metal casting and forging at all.

"Just like that, otherwise, what did you think? Haha." Seeing Mu Fan’s dazed look, Alva couldn’t help but feel comforted.

Finally, regaining a point here.

"The bones won’t be in time for grinding today; I have a Battle Axe Bone Mold from before."

He took out a pale white bone axe from the wooden slot in the wall, as long as an arm.

The axe’s edge was already polished smooth, and the blade clearly honed.

This mold could be used directly.

But judging by Alva’s careful demeanor, this axe is obviously much more valuable than imagined.

"Star Beast King Bone, impervious to Fiery Fire’s burning."

Casually saying this, Alva tossed a huge whetstone directly onto the workbench, holding the axe handle in one hand and plunging the axe into the furnace.

After roughly counting twenty seconds, Alva pulled out the axe with a faint golden-red glow, looked at the calm Meteorite Gold melt ball in the bowl, and placed the reddened Bone Axe Mold lightly on the table.

Then, with a metal-wood spoon, carefully scooped out a nail-sized Meteorite Gold melt ball.

"Star above, ancestor bless."

With a solemn face, Alva closed his eyes and said a devout prayer, then opened them, his gaze serene.

The spoon tilted, and the Meteorite Gold melt ball, unattached, fell like rubber clay.

At this moment, all three in the warehouse held their breath at once.

Mu Fan’s gaze locked directly on the flattened axe blade.

As the melt ball dropped and touched the blade...

It was like oil in water, instantly spreading out.

This time, the Meteorite Gold truly transformed into liquid, continuously spreading and congregating along the axe blade’s surface...

The entire process required no external forces.

Like a miraculous feat of nature, unfolding its wonder on its own.

The black liquid continuously spread, directly splitting black from gold, finally gathering into shallow pits two centimeters above the blade.

The liquid ceased its flow, and the previously burnt golden and red colors on the blade completely vanished.

Turning the axe over, he scooped out another half-congealed Meteorite Gold melt ball.

The same miracle unfolded...

The same patches solidified.

Gold and black mixed without seeming chaotic, instead bearing an unusual beauty.

Ten minutes later.

In the silent warehouse, Alva’s solemn face broke into a smile as he cautiously picked up the axe, studying the patterns on it under the torchlight.

"Ancestor bless, it’s a mid-upper grade!"

Alva excitedly looked up and casually tossed, "Brother Mu, this is the Bone Gold refining process. This is the unique Bone Gold Weapon of my White Armor Tribe!"

With fingers spread, the axe handle fell into his hand.

That unique texture, neither steel nor bone, reappeared in his hand.

Mu Fan quickly tapped with overlapping fingers.

Ding!

From the point of the tap, fine red patterns spread outward, then absorbed by the axe surface!

Simultaneously, he keenly sensed...

The axe, in that instant, gained a few grams of weight!

It was that eerie energy-absorbing trait!

Mu Fan jerked his head up.