"Man, so the relationship between Crimson Iron ore and Crimson Iron itself isn't like that between ore and iron at all, but more like food and poop..." Zhang Yanhang hadn't expected his initially certain reasoning to bizarrely falter here.
As for why Zhang Yanhang suddenly looked up the attribute list of the Crimson Iron Worker Ant? It was because he was really close to it, so close that the ant was now on his head, continuously spitting acid.
Although the body of the Crimson Iron Worker Ant was red, the ant acid it spat out was quite normal, transparent and colorless, just a bit sticky, so relatively disgusting, but fortunately, Zhang Yanhang was protected by an energy shield and didn't actually come into contact with the acid.
