Ke Lian was already somewhat unable to hold on, leaning against the metal, unsure whether he felt anticipation or regret in his heart. After all, he thought that once he dug through these ruins, he would be able to see Du Xixi, who had always been on his mind.
However, Chen Yin was evidently a bit more rational than Ke Lian. Observing Mo Ying's pensive expression, he moved a bit closer to the layer of metal, his eyes sharply fixed on a strand of fur caught in the crevice of the metal that was undoubtedly familiar to everyone.
Could it be that this was left by those who attacked Du Xixi and the others? White fur? The Beast Clan?
"It's Iron-eating Beast fur!" Rob took out tweezers from the Space Button, pinched a few strands to analyze them carefully, and was very sure that this white fur came from an Iron-eating Beast.
