As a cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Stage, Xu Wendong had long possessed the ability to resist extreme temperatures. Even if someone cut him with a knife, he wouldn't feel the slightest pain.
He wouldn't be harmed at all, even if he stood there exposing himself to attacks.
But at this moment,
He felt a sharp, needle-like pain.
It was as if an invisible energy was seeping through his pores, attacking his flesh and soul.
And the cause of all this lay in those black stones inside the silver safe.
"Uranium!"
"That is uranium!"
Xu Wendong's scalp tingled. He hadn't expected that the items in the safe were crucial nuclear fuel. This element was essential for making nuclear weapons!
It was also a strategic material with an exorbitant price on the international market.
At the same time,
Some questions in Xu Wendong's mind were also answered.
For instance,
Why were there so few men in Jiang Family Village, even though none of its people left for work?
