However, to Zhao Hai's disappointment, the rusty swords and shields did not provide him with any valuable information. After the analysis of the all-purpose analytic machine, the materials used to make the swords and shields were not good either. They could be said to be of no value.
Zhao Hai had no choice but to throw away all those things again. A Broken Sword like that, any one of which he could take out now was better than that. What was the use of keeping it? he was not the king of junk.
At first, Zhao Hai didn't know how big the mountain of bones was. However, an hour later, he had a better idea. After an hour, none of the small needles he had released had reached the end of the mountain of bones. He couldn't see the end in any direction. This surprised Zhao Hai.
