The antelope came to the little clearing and began digging with its hooves.
"Is there any treasure buried there?" Zhou Wen was curious, got into the grass, and soon came to the side of the open space.
The antelope dug very quickly. When Zhou Wen arrived at the place, it had already dug more than a meter deep, and the soil it dug out was piled up next to it.
Zhou Wen glanced at the soil dug out, and immediately knew why there were no plants growing here. What the antelope dug out was not soil at all, but a kind of gray-black ash, which looked like lime mixed with some kind of metal powder.
Stretching out his head to look into the pit, there was indeed that kind of metal powder underneath.
"Lao Yang, what are you digging for?" Zhou Wen asked curiously.
The antelope ignored him and continued to dig down on its own.
Zhou Wen thought to himself: "The antelope is usually very arrogant, he doesn't see anything, and he is the laziest, like an uncle. Now that he digs a hole by himself, there must be something good down there."
Thinking of this, Zhou Wen said with a smile: "Lao Yang, you see that it is not convenient for you to dig the soil with your hooves. How about I dig it for you? If there are any good things below, how about sharing half with me?"
The antelope glanced at him, thought for a while, raised its front hooves, and compared to Zhou Wen.
Zhou Wen was confused and thought, "You only have a hoof and no fingers. What do you mean by gesturing to me?"
Seeing that he didn't understand, the antelope wrote two characters "20%" on the ground with its hoof.
It was only then that Zhou Wen understood what it meant for the antelope to compare hooves. There was a fork in front of its hoof, which looked like a V gesture, which could also represent two.
"Twenty percent is too little, how about more, four or six percent?" The antelope ignored him, and started digging on its own.
"Two percent is two percent, I'll dig it for you." Zhou Wen felt that he was fine if he was idle, so he dug for it, saving time and sharing some benefits, so why not do it.
The antelope jumped out of the pit and pointed to the bottom, meaning to let him dig down.
How could Zhou Wen dig by himself? He summoned the tyrant Beamon. The horns on the top of the tyrant Beamon's head were like a rotating electric drill. It was fast to drill a hole.
To Zhou Wen's surprise, the metal powder underneath was indeed not ordinary. The tyrant Behemoth was so powerful that he couldn't directly penetrate the metal powder layer.
After drilling for a long time, it was only a dozen meters deep, and the metal powder dug out became darker and darker, as black as coal.
Moreover, these metal powders still have a smell, not bad at all, like the smell of ink in newspapers.
"Old sheep, what's down here? How deep do you have to dig?" Zhou Wen knew that the antelope had a high IQ, so he would definitely be able to answer him, depending on whether it was willing to tell.
The antelope stretched out its hoof and scratched two words on the ground: "eight meters"
"It's still eight meters deep. It looks like we have to dig for a while." Zhou Wen calculated that the metal ash went down and it became more difficult to dig. It is estimated that it will take another forty or fifty minutes to dig.
After thinking about it, he simply took out his phone and swiped the dungeon for a while, waiting for the tyrant Beamon to dig out the things.
After brushing the copy for a while, I didn't find anything good.
The antelope suddenly pushed him with its hoof. Zhou Wen knew that he must have dug something. He walked to the side of the deep pit and looked down. He saw that the tyrant Behemoth had already dug a deep pit of 20 to 30 meters.
But the tyrant Behemoth's body was so huge that it almost blocked the deep pit, so Zhou Wen had to let it out first, and then look down.
Sure enough, I saw something in the deep pit this time. It looked like a wooden stake with a diameter of fifty or sixty centimeters.
The antelope pointed to the log, and then pushed Zhou Wen, apparently asking Zhou Wen to get the log up.
Although the wood looks huge, Zhou Wen's current strength is not small, even if the wood weighs several tons, it won't trouble him.
However, Zhou Wen didn't want to take any risks, so he let the tyrant Beamon go down and pulled out the stake.
The tyrant Behemoth embraced the stake with both paws, and pulled it out violently, but the stake didn't pull out directly, but moved a bit, rising ten or twenty centimeters.
The tyrant Beamon pulled it up one by one, and more and more parts of the stake were exposed. When the entire stake was pulled out, it was about three meters long.
The tyrant Behemoth put the stake on the ground. Zhou Wen looked it over carefully and found that it was indeed a piece of wood. It should be a section of some kind of tree, and the bark remained quite intact.
Zhou Wen didn't know what kind of wood it was. The bark and heart were all black, which was almost like charcoal, but it wasn't dirty at all, and it felt a bit cool to the touch.
"Old sheep, is this the baby?" Zhou Wen asked the antelope beside him.
The antelope nodded, and circled around the log a few times, as if examining something.
"What's the use of this wood?" Zhou Wen didn't find anything special about this wood, except that it was darker and heavier, it seemed to be nothing special.
The antelope pointed to the wood, and then to Zhou Wen's shoulder, as if to let Zhou Wen carry it.
"If you don't have a place to put it, I'll store it for you first, and then ask me for it when you use it." Zhou Wen said quickly.
The antelope glanced at Zhou Wen, which made Zhou Wen feel guilty, but he didn't expect the antelope to nod in agreement.
Zhou Wen was overjoyed, and reached out to lift the log, only to find that the weight was not as heavy as he had imagined, and he could still lift it.
Originally, Zhou Wen thought that the tyrant Bimon had pulled it out with so much force, and he couldn't lift it.
Opening the chaotic space, Zhou Wen put the large piece of wood in.
"Lao Yang, what's the use of that wood, you just talk about it." Zhou Wen wanted to get some news from Lao Yang, otherwise even if the whole piece of wood fell into his pocket, it would be useless to keep it alone.
The old sheep ignored him, and got out of the grass on its own, and then returned along the way it came from. Obviously, it came here to dig this log, and did not intend to disturb Zhou Wen's traveling route.
Back at Sanchakou, Zhou Wen walked in the right direction and continued towards the imperial capital.
After walking for a while, Zhou Wen suddenly felt something was wrong and felt uncomfortable all over, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.
"Did I think too much?" Zhou Wen carefully checked the surroundings with Di Listening, but found nothing wrong.
Walking all the way, after entering a city, Zhou Wen found that something was wrong, because the people walking towards him, both men and women, looked at him with strange eyes, and some women even looked at his face and smiled.
"What's the situation?" Zhou Wen was puzzled. Although he thought he looked pretty good, he wasn't cute enough. The 100% return rate now made him a little nervous.