Still, Qin Ziwen was curious what type of ore the Wailing Fortress actually produced.
Behind the Skeleton Miners sat a large bamboo basket, about half the height of a person.
A few scattered pieces of ore rested at the bottom of the basket. Their surfaces were covered in grayish-white spots, looking as if they had a layer of moss growing on them.
'This must be the specialty of the fortress,' he thought.
He picked up the bamboo basket and stepped outside.
Once out of the dim fortress, he finally got a clear look at the true appearance of the ore piled at the bottom of the basket.
The surface of the dark brown ore was dotted with many murky white spots.
In the dim light of the fortress, he had mistaken them for moss.
Qin Ziwen picked up a piece, weighed it in his hand, and raised an eyebrow slightly.
It was much lighter than he had expected, roughly comparable to a piece of wood of the same size.
