"It is very corrosive. If you pour it on silver stone, you can also corrode a large hole in the silver stone."

Silverstone is the hardest one of the ores found in the star field.

From the discovery to the present, it is only possible to barely cut a piece of silver stone unless it takes more than ten years to dispatch large cutting robots.

It is precisely because of its hardness that almost the entire star field is the most useless.

It is the treasure.

It is also because it is a treasure, it cannot be used.

Young Master Yan raised his eyebrows gently.

Before she could speak, the old man Fang next to her spoke excitedly, "Invigorating liquid? It sounds more like a poison name."

When the ordinary girl talked about her nutritional agent, her eyes shone brightly in her eyes, and proudly introduced the nutrients she developed in a detailed and comprehensive manner.

Fang Menglong stroked his long beard, and a thoughtful look flashed through his eyes, nodding.

The eyes were filled with praise.

This girl’s talent is evident when she can produce such nutrients in such a grade.

Young Master Yan sat there with his eyes, nose and heart, his handsome face as if he was full of seriousness.

That appearance was even more serious than Fang Menglong sitting next to him.

It was like Sun Dasheng who was tied to a tightly-swallowed curse.

Let you have all kinds of skills, but you are bound to it.

The crowd of melon-eating people watching on Star.com held their little hearts and watched with all kinds of speculations.

——What's wrong with Marshal?

——It seems like a child who was caught on the spot after doing something bad. She is so cute and so patient!

——Today's Marshal left the cute wind.

——No, Lord Marshal, how could you be so depraved!

——I still want to see what the person sitting next to the Marshal looks like.

——To know if you want to add one.

——Just just looking at that hand, you will know that it is definitely not an ordinary appearance!

Their hearts were as if they were scratched by cats' paws, itchy.

However, the camera seemed to be intentional. Although I had scanned all kinds of cameras, I couldn't see the person.

At this moment, the third nutritionist who participated in the competition came on the stage.

The third nutritionist dresses very...strictly.

Wrapped his whole body in black clothes.

Only a pair of eyes were exposed.

Those eyes were dark gray, dull and had no luster.

Yan Tao held his chin with one hand and said lazily, "This contestant, have you believed in which divine religion?"

Her voice seemed to be a smile but not a smile. Her peach blossom eyes seemed calm, but in fact it seemed to be hidden in it with sword light and sword shadows.

The third contestant shook his head calmly: "No."

"Then you..." Yan Tao leaned slowly against the back of the chair, with a noble and cold expression, "Is it shameful?"

"I don't like sneaky people."

The man smiled, "I am afraid that I will be too ugly and scare the Marshal."

"Besides, this is a nutritionist competition, not a comparison of appearance, isn't it?"

Yan Tao raised his eyebrows gently, raised his hand, and spoke casually: "Tell me about your competition works."

"The nutrients I made are similar to Miss Huayun's Instinct Liquid."

As he said that, he raised his hand, raised the green bottle in his hand, and introduced word by word: "The nutrient I made is called Biluo Fu."

As he said that, he pulled out the bottle stopper.
Chapter completed!