The two got to work immediately, dismantling the pot without hesitation and starting to dig energetically.
Under their effort, the bricks inside the stove were dug out piece by piece, and obviously, nothing was found.
They stopped their actions and looked at each other, noticing that each other's nostrils were stained with black ash, which was quite funny, making them burst into laughter.
Though another futile effort was made, the mood of the two was exceptionally good at this moment.
After laughing, they casually began reinstalling the stove.
Just as Xing Yuan was about to place the brick in his hand into the stove, he suddenly froze.
This seemingly ordinary, black brick felt significantly heavier in his hand.
"What's wrong?" Ning Zhen'er noticed Xing Yuan staring blankly at the brick and asked aloud.
"Come over and take a look." Xing Yuan suggested.
