Translator: Dj2203
Editor: Dj2203
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A few days later, Zhuang Li received information from the spy.
He quickly finished reading the letter, put it under a thick stack of letters, and continued to stare at the solution in the beaker.
7480 asked in confusion: “Master, the Ninth Prince is building a blast furnace, digging iron and coal mines, and has summoned many craftsmen. It seems that he is developing firearms. Why aren’t you in a hurry?”
It originally thought that the host seized Bingzhou in order to manufacture advanced firearms, but strangely, the host did not do that. He just asked the craftsmen to refine some coal tar, burn a lot of test tubes, measuring cups, flasks and other glass equipment, and purify the alcohol. Then he plunged into the laboratory and began to refine various chemicals day and night.
Le Zhengming didn’t care about the war. Instead, he concentrated on urging the people to farm, as if he wanted to live here forever and become a rich man.
Just as modern people could not live without Baidu, 7480 could not live without its database, which was equivalent to its brain. Without the search function of the database, it did not know what the host was doing, nor could it recognize the purpose of the glycerin and powder he extracted day and night.
It only knew that the host had not produced guns in large quantities, but the Child of Destiny seemed to have done so.
“Master, have you given up resistance?” 7480 tested with hope, even though it knew that this hope was slimmer than the probability of the Lord God descending to the small world.
“Give up resistance? Have I ever been pinned to the ground and rubbed to the point where I have to fight back? The logic of this word is wrong.” Zhuang Li carefully placed the beaker on the shelf, with a smile on his lips.
7480, who hadn’t seen him smile evilly for a long time, felt a chill in his heart.
“The Ninth Prince is coming with firearms, aren’t you anxious at all? Why don’t you ask Le Zhengming to mobilize the troops to go to the battle?” 7480 asked while swallowing his saliva.
The calmer the host was, the more frightened it became.
“In a war between firearms, the death rate of soldiers will increase significantly. Why should I let my people die in vain?” Zhuang Li took out a glass rod and drained the oily liquid in the beaker into another beaker containing yellow powder.
7480 nodded first, then said hurriedly: “Master, the logic of your words seems to be wrong. If you don’t make firearms, won’t more of your people die? On the battlefield, others have firearms, but you don’t. How can you win?”
Zhuang Li put on goggles made of glass and wood and sneered, “Do you think I look like someone who would stand there and take a beating without resisting? I’m just not prepared to face the enemy head-on. I always have only one goal – to achieve the greatest victory with the least casualties.”
7480 became more and more frightened as he listened, and asked in a trembling voice: “Master, what do you want to do?”
“Don’t you already know what I want to do?” Zhuang Li took out a test tube, scooped out a gram of white powder from it, placed it in a glass dish, and tapped it gently with a glass rod dipped in chemical solution.
Then the next moment, the pinch of powder exploded into a dazzling fireball and made a sound of air bursting.
7480 was so scared that it almost crashed.
Zhuang Li smiled with interest: “See? I want to blow up this world.”
7480 then remembered that he seemed to have said the same thing a long time ago. At that time, he just wanted to vent his anger and fear, and it was completely unintentional. But now looking back, he found that his words had come true.
7480’s short legs suddenly clamped together, and his chubby face turned red. He was actually frightened to the point of peeing.
At the same time, far away at the border between Bingzhou and Jinzhong, a roar that resounded through the sky came from the towering mountain top, and then countless boulders fell like raindrops on the 600,000-strong army led by the Ninth Prince.
Some of these rolling stones were as big as oxen, some were as heavy as millstones, and some were very small. When they hit people and horses, they could penetrate the skin, flesh and even bones and cause serious injuries.
The 600,000 troops marching in neat rows in the canyon immediately fell into chaos.
After the aftermath of the loud noise faded, the valley was already in a state of tragedy. Some were killed by stones, some were killed by misfired bullets, and some were trampled to death by horses and fellow soldiers. Blood was spilled all over the valley.
The soldiers at the end of the formation were lucky enough to avoid the rocks, but they still couldn’t escape the scythe of the god of death. They didn’t know what they stepped on while running away and were suddenly lifted into the air by the exploding soil. The scorching air waves and scattered iron sheets caused even greater casualties over a wider area.
The ninth prince, who was walking in the middle of the army, was hit on the head by a stone and died on the spot. Half of his skull was missing and he had lost his human form. Only the golden crown on his head still remained bright.
Zhuang Xu, who was walking at the end of the formation, ran towards the exit of the canyon under the protection of a line of soldiers, but unfortunately he stepped on a landmine and his legs were blown off.
Severe pain swept through his body and blurred his mind. He could only use his fingers to dig the soil on the ground and move inch by inch towards the place where the sun was overflowing. Away from this dimly lit and dangerous valley, he would be safe.
A loud bang came from behind, probably a carriage or something was overturned by the exploded soil.
Then, a coffin fell from the sky and landed in front of Zhuang Xu with a clang, just an inch away from his bloody fingertips.
There was another clang, and the coffin board fell away, revealing the dark coffin mouth. It exhaled the fishy wind from the canyon, like a monster choosing people to eat, or like the entrance to the netherworld of hell.
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