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Some people already have several pieces of wood lying around, while others don't have any at all.

Walking around, knocking and looking, no one spoke or conversed. Although the huge villa was densely packed with people, it was almost silent.

"Is there something in this wood?" Mo Qianchen looked at the seemingly ordinary wood at his feet and asked Iron Overlord.

This piece of wood looked like a tree trunk or a wooden stake. Although it was different in size and shape, she couldn't really tell that it was any different from other pieces of wood.

"I don't know." Iron Overlord shrugged his shoulders.

Gambling on wood, gambling on wood, if he knew there was something inside, what would it be called gambling?

Isn't it just because you don't know what they contain, so you just bet?

Mo Qianchen didn't say anything when he heard this. This gambling was really strange.

"Mo Qianchen, come here." As she was talking to Iron Overlord, Feng Shukuang, who had walked away at some point, suddenly called out to her not far away.

Mo Qianchen followed the sound and looked over. There was already a circle of people gathered there. It looked very lively. Feng Shukuang and Manager Namu were both there.

"You should buy it and untie it, go take a look." Iron Overlord knew what that person was doing at a glance, and immediately suggested to Mo Qianchen.

Untie it? Cut open the wood to see what's inside? Mo Qianchen's eyes lit up and he immediately walked towards it.

"Drive quickly, drive quickly..."

"Looking at the lines, there should be dead wood essence inside..."

"It's hard to say. I think it would be nice to have at most a water essence coming out of it..."

The discussion was lowered by the chattering voices. Mo Qianchen didn't quite understand the names of the things they said, so he couldn't help but quicken his pace and squeezed over to stand next to Feng Shukuang.

Inside the surrounding inner circle, an iron tree is holding a piece of wood that looks to weigh fifteen or six kilograms with its leaves. At this time, it is constantly rubbing the surface of the wood with something that looks like a rotating flying knife.

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Sawdust fell down one after another, and a pile of sawdust had been piled up at the root of the iron tree.

"So hard?" Mo Qianchen couldn't help but be surprised when he saw that the iron tree seemed to be cutting with all his strength, and the flying knife that should be made of fine iron made a sharp cutting sound when it hit the wood.

Wood, is there any wood harder than fine iron?

"Yes, this kind of wood is very hard, and it is impossible to detect what is growing inside, so it is precious." Manager Mu explained after hearing this.

Mo Qianchen nodded. It seemed that they still lacked a lot of knowledge and common sense about the Wood Clan that they needed to know.

"Look." While she was secretly assessing, Feng Shukuang standing in front suddenly touched her, and Mo Qianchen immediately looked at her intently.

I saw that on the side where the iron tree was holding the wood and cutting it, a slightly different color from the original texture of the wood suddenly appeared.

"It's out, it's out..."

"Look what it is..."

"It's cut out..."

The various Wood tribesmen surrounding him all screamed with sharp eyes.

In the midst of the cry, the iron tree put down the throwing knife, pointed the wood in his hand at the sun and looked at it.

At this time, Mo Qianchen could clearly see a plant that looked like black leaf grass growing in the middle of the wood.

"It's Xuanyecao, the bet has gone up..."

"It's amazing, it's actually a level four black leaf grass spirit..."
Chapter completed!