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Chapter 48 Torture! The mystery of spellcasting!

 “This diesel engine is good, but it’s a bit noisy and it’s a bit troublesome to start at night.”

Looking at the rumbling diesel engine charging the battery, Sumo had a slight headache.

After spending two survival points to repair a light bulb picked up from Vault 2, the base finally had stable lighting.

The electric crossbow is also plugged into the power output of the diesel engine at this time.

Generally, the standard fuel consumption of a generator for generating 1 kilowatt hour of electricity is 210-240 grams, about 0.25 to 0.28 liters. Considering the problem of transmission efficiency, the actual consumption is 0.3 liters.

According to the oil storage capacity of the base and the loss during conversion, 200L of diesel can generate about 600 degrees of electricity.

"That's enough for now!"

Nodding, he pulled the string holding the lightbulb to the front and back of the kobold, and Somo summoned Oreo.

I don’t know why, but Oreo has become less and less active recently. After eating and playing for a while every day, he would lie down next to the vegetable culture medium and stare at the small opening that shines light in, dazed.

Small head, big doubts.

"Well...I'll wake him up later, and you'll be the translator. Is there any problem?"

"Woof?" Oreo made a humane question by turning his head.

"That's what I said. You help me pass it on to this kobold, and then when he answers, you are telling me what he said."

After a simple explanation, Oreo nodded his head and showed a hint of his iconic evil smile, indicating that he was fully qualified for this position.

Hey, if you had told me earlier that the interrogation would be over~

Seeing that Oreo understood, Somo helped the kobold sit on a stool, passed a wooden stick through the hemp rope tied around his body, and raised the kobold upright.

"Hey, wake up!"

Somo stretched out his hand and slapped the side of the kobold's face twice. It seemed that the kobold had no reaction because of the heavy punch he had punched before.

Calmly, Somo winked at Oreo. Oreo understood instantly, jumped to the kobold's feet, opened his mouth and bit down.

"ah!"

"Aww!!"

The sound of howling like a wolf erupted in the cave, and the kobold who was still pretending to be stunned was so stimulated that he almost knelt on the ground.

"I said there is something wrong with this bitch's brain. He didn't even bite him yet, and he started already?"

Seeing the performance of the kobolds in front of him, Sumo became even more curious about the kobold race.

Why is there such a weird race with no character? This kind of thing can rub nuclear bombs with their hands, oh no, grenades with their hands?

Seeing the indignation on the kobold's face, Somo smiled slightly.

"Olio, ask him if he is convinced!"

After receiving the order, Oreo smiled wickedly and began to communicate in his own dog language.

"Woof woof woof woof!"

"Woof!"

The kobold made a human expression, and both Somo and Oreo understood the meaning of this expression immediately -

Disdain!

The kobolds disdain talking to their inferior reptilian brethren Oreo!

"You old dog, you seem to have quite a stubborn temper. I won't say more. We in China have a complete criminal law for you to choose from. Come on."

"Don't talk, right?"

Seeing that the kobold raised his head, Somo was not polite. He stepped forward and punched the kobold in the stomach.

Boom~buzz~

I don't know why, but Sumo always feels that his power has become stronger.

Within 0.1 seconds after the fist hit the kobold facing each other, tears burst out of his eyes and he screamed out.

"Are you convinced?"

Seeing that the kobold still didn't respond, Somo punched him again.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

After being punched twice in a row, the kobold finally realized what it meant to be stronger than a human being. If he hadn't been tied up, he would have knelt down and kowtowed in the next second.

Oreo on the side also raised his chin at this time. Although he still wanted to look up at the kobold, the smell of disdain rose!

"Huh? How dare you stare!"

One punch!

Sure enough, the farmer's three punches were a bit sweet. This time, the kobold no longer dared to show any resistance. He whimpered and nodded repeatedly to show that he was convinced.

However... Sumo punched him again without any hesitation.

“Sorry, I don’t like Nongfu Spring, I like Yibao!”

"Woah woah woah!"

After hearing what Somo said, Oreo, who was lying on the side, looked at the stunned kobold and laughed so hard that he was out of breath.

"Oreo, you translate for him, what is tmd surprise?"

Seeing the kobold's face shrinking in pain, Somo finally took a deep breath.

Although this kobold looks honest, he actually looks down on Oreo from the bottom of his heart, and even looks at him with a trace of contempt in his eyes.

If normal "etiquette" doesn't work, then you have to...

Funeral first and funeral later!

Fortunately, after four punches, the kobold became much more honest.

"You asked him why he came here? Is it specifically to find me?"

"Woof woof woof!"

"Woof woof woof woof woof..."

Watching Oreo and the kobold communicate in vain, as if they were communicating in Mandarin and dialect, Somo had no choice but to sit aside and wait.

With a simple sentence, Oreo communicated for four or five minutes.

"Woof?"

"You said he didn't come to find me?"

Seeing the expression of Oreo shaking his head and the undead fake look on the kobold's face, Somo actually got a headache.

"Ask him what he is looking for in our bush!"

Originally, Sumo thought that the kobold came here by following the traces, but looking at it this way, it was not the case!

"It seems I was too cautious..."

"Perhaps...the kobolds sent out several teams to look for things, but I happened to encounter this team?"

After thinking for a while, Sumo chose to wait for the results of Oreo's exchange.

This time, the talk lasted longer, about ten minutes, and Oreo was so speechless that he got the news.

"Woof..."

"Woof!"

Seeing that Somo couldn't understand what he meant, Oreo simply ran to the garbage pile and rummaged around, and finally took out a wooden stick.

It is a tool used by kobolds to cast spells!

"There's something wrong with this stick? But the system can't scan its properties at all?"

Picking up the wooden stick and placing it under the light bulb, Somo began to look at it carefully.

As early as in Vault 2, he had checked the magic wand in the kobold's hand that seemed to be used to cast spells.

After all, who doesn’t have the desire to be a magician~

Unfortunately, this magic wand not only has no properties, but also does not have the ability to emit fireballs with just one swing.

Now, with Oreo's reminder, Sumo looked carefully again and immediately discovered the clues.

There is a small opening at the top of the stick, which looks like it is sealed with wood. It does not appear to be something that can grow naturally.

Putting the wooden stick not far from his nose, Somo fanned the air with his hands, using the wind to collect the smell of the wooden stick under his nose.

"This smell..."

A familiar memory swirled in my mind.

After groping for the wooden stick, Somo once again found something similar to a button under the center of the wooden stick.

Pressing it gently, the small closed opening at the top of the stick opens, and the smell emanating from inside becomes even stronger.

"Is this...gunpowder?"


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