boom!

Artyom moved a piece of debris weighing several tons without expression.

The rabbit's face began to turn pale.

boom!

Because there was a ditch, Artyom got out of the car, holding a searchlight in one hand and holding the front of the car across the ditch with the other.

The rabbit's face began to turn red.

After about five seconds, she asked Gwen carefully.

"You, driver Xiong, aren't the kind of people who hold grudges, are you?"

Gwen glanced at her and told a true story:

"Last night, a mosquito bit Artyom's nose. He put down the bottle of wine and chased after it. He chased it from the Heart Cat to the old street and swatted the mosquito to death."

He was very satisfied to see the rabbit's pale face, which was very interesting.

"If you tell me to pay attention to my etiquette, will he not take my offense seriously?"

"What did you do early?"

Amidst the teasing, Laura was gesticulating from the passenger seat.

She is indeed a professional at digging people's ancestral graves. She has done a lot of things with great virtues and has gained experience. She easily found out how to enter Yinwensi Castle.

"Long Yan's ancestors used many methods to bury history."

she says:

"Although the coordinates of Yinwensi Castle are dead, the source of power is omnipotent. Therefore, we need to use traditional methods to break the ground at the entrance to this battlefield and avoid traps."

Traditional means?

Gwen didn't know what it was, so she nodded and agreed.

Then she saw the traditional means of utopia.

"fry."

After finding a good location to park the car, it is estimated that the blast will be carried out above the abandoned garbage treatment plant due west of Yinwensi Castle.

Middleria got out of the car and took out detonators, explosive bombs, cartridges and other archaeological equipment, and arranged them on the spot.

This method of explosion turned out to be a classic and traditional method of utopia.

"In our industry, this method is called the classical method, which achieves the goal by using powerful bombs and scattered source power clouds after the source force explosion to flood the source force traps and physical traps in one breath. Its advantage is that it is effective quickly.

The disadvantage is that you may not be able to harvest anything of sufficient value and you may not be able to leave alive.”

Laura's degree included "Explosives". At first, Gwen thought it was like those people who brag, "I have eight degrees" and "work is to tighten screws." But now it seems that she is just playing

real.

Laura took out the cauldron and the cage containing the living animals.

In the cage is a scorpion as big as a human head.

A cat lantern was meowing and laughing on the cage, teasing the scorpion with its tail, and then the scorpion poked the cat's tail with its tail. It let out an excited scream, and floated to the corner holding the cat's tail, which had doubled in size in an instant.

He has become autistic.

"Hisili Scorpion, the tail needle can provide a success rate for deploying explosives."

"But it must be captured and obtained by one's own hands, and cannot be borrowed from others."

"I caught fifteen, and this is the last one."

When it came to work, Laura became serious and explained everything to Gwen in detail, but she did not tell everything.

From here, what Gwen saw was a woman who was refining medicine in a small dark room and talking to herself.

Relieving stress is a necessary quality for Yuanli. If you don't have it, you must have it with the help of external things!

Don’t worry about whether it’s idealism or not, just work!

The process of refining Yuanli dynamite is very rough, but also very delicate. To put it bluntly, it is like cooking a perfect fried egg in a pot, it is both simple and difficult.

"So we don't use a very traditional method, but an improved version. Midelia, take that thing out!"

The flaming-haired loli girl rolled her eyes and rummaged through her backpack.

Tu Xi asked deliberately: "Is your apprentice very dissatisfied with you?"

"On the first day she obtained the source of power, she clamored to challenge Long Yan in a duel."

Middleia's movements over there paused.

Mihayla asked curiously: "Then?"

"As we all know, Long Yan is not someone who will take care of newcomers' dreams."

It is equivalent to a kid who has just entered the first grade of junior high school facing off against Michael Jordan, and the old gangster is twenty-seven years old and has a murderous mentality.

It’s hard to say how that child’s basketball dream was, but at least it was similar to Mideliya’s dream of becoming a basketball player.

"Source power."

Artyom suddenly asked, "Is it easy to wake up?"

"No." The rabbit subconsciously raised his chin arrogantly, but in the next second he shook the cat's ears rather timidly, "It requires reasonable training and training, which is simply the accumulation of knowledge. Through learning, the source of

The trust in the power will become stronger and stronger, and the accumulation will become more and more, and eventually, its door will open."

This is true.

Gwen has summarized the legends and legends of Utopia. The protagonists of the stories can be born low or noble, but they are all definitely academic and ideological geniuses. In the era of plantation economy, Demo Assid awakened to the thinking of small peasant economy.

Lomov, who has a notable nickname is called "demigod". In the slave era, he had the idea of ​​developing the workers' era, Long Huo (Long Yan's ancestor).

"Reading?"

Judging from Artyom's appearance, he may be a little isolated from culture.

Tu Xiu sold the Gray Tower without hesitation:

"You know Gray Tower, right? We have Shad here."

"I've seen it."

The two of them even drank together and shared ideas on modifying tires.

The rabbit showed a cheerful smile.

"You can ask him, he is the most experienced person among us."

"If you've heard of him."

"You should know that this guy is the most famous trainer, at least the best in laying the foundation..."

Not to mention how the rabbit betrayed the Gray Tower, Gwen followed and studied Laura's methods.

I saw the archaeologist making the explosives and stuffing them into the device she asked Middleria to bring over.

This device looks like a steam pile driver, which is the prop used to make wedges on the main road in Utopia.

"Hey Hugh."

Laura aimed at the ground and stabbed the head of the device into it.

Peng! Peng Peng!

After three very unique sounds, Laura opened the opening of the device, loaded the second batch of explosives into it, and then stretched out her foot and stepped on the ground next to it twice.

Boom...

A large piece collapsed immediately.

The effect looks really good.

"Oh! It opened all at once?"

Gwen leaned over.

Except for the fallen debris, the space below was neat and tidy, as if it had been cut out in one go by some melting object.

"Isn't it awesome?"

Another thing that makes Laura popular among cat lanterns is that she really looks like a cat lantern.

The proud look is just like a cat in a cat lamp.

"sharp."

"Hey hey...Middleria!"

She waved her unconvinced apprentice over, "Load it, and then dig it again. We've used up the explosive materials we brought here...and...Middleria! Why should I choose a garbage disposal?"

How about going down above the factory?"

This is on-site teaching.

Middleria thought for a while and said reluctantly: "It's because the garbage treatment plant is an industry that emits the most toxic gases and needs to arrange a large number of exhaust pipes and vents. After being abandoned for a long time, the vents among them

It will become an obvious loophole in the source trap. If we blow up the soil and let it fall all the way down, we can easily destroy the defense."

That's right, in Utopia, in addition to throwing the garbage into the sea, it also has the purpose of "burning" it.

And the goal is not 'garbage disposal', but 'poison gas defense'...

Utopians are well versed in killing each other.
To be continued...