"Why still couldn't you learn it?"
Gleb was getting a little anxious. It demonstrated again by the sea. "Isn't this simple? Grab a handful of magnetite from the debris in the Magnetic Sea, then turn your hand over. The pieces inside that naturally fall are weak magnets, and most of what stays stuck to your hand are strong magnets. Filter them again and again like this, and you can find strong magnets. Don't you just need hands for this? Is it really that hard?"
"You don't know these basic kinds of labor at all. As expected, are you the son of some Yao Clan God?" the Magnet Person asked suspiciously.
Old Territory was a little helpless. "My structure is different from yours. I'm not a magnetite myself. I can only use a strong-magnet baffle to filter them. That's very slow, and it can't compare to the speed of your two hands at all."
"So that's why. No wonder your magnetic field is different from ours."
The Magnet Person thought for a moment. "There's still a way! I'm an island-building craftsman. Tools won't stump me!"
Gleb's flat hands fiddled with things on the ground. It soon hammered magnetite into a square frame, with crisscrossing magnetic rods set inside it. It looked just like a mesh sieve.
It lifted the board and scooped it through the sea, then shook and jostled it. A large amount of debris rustled down, leaving only a few stubborn scattered fragments clinging to the magnetic rods.
Gleb made three such boards in a row, stacked them together, then fixed one end with a magnetite baffle so they could open. Next, it sank the tool into the Magnetic Sea and lifted it out again, and the three-layered screen was filled with a large amount of adsorbed Magnetite Debris.