Although she lives in a peaceful era and does not know what war is like, she does know that on those few times in history, on the battlefield, an atomic bomb can destroy half of a small country... A bomb can destroy half of a small country...
Blast people into pieces... She doesn't have the ability to make an atomic bomb, nor can she make extremely sophisticated war weapons, because conditions don't allow it. However, with gunpowder, she can at least make the simplest explosives.
For these people who are still in the era of cold weapons, this is a heavenly punishment... She will definitely use it well.
She asked the manager to send a message to her father, but her father never came. He only brought the news and said he knew it. When she asked Duan Tianhen, he only said he was busy.
Xi'er didn't care either. At least Huayue City was still calm for now. As long as those people didn't attack together, she wasn't worried.
Until July 15th, this day is the Ghost Festival, which is also the Ghost Festival. No matter where they are, families of all sizes burn paper and put incense and send money to the people in the underworld. In the evening, it is even more...
Everyone has to go to the river to light lamps and extradite those good friends who are said to be visiting relatives in the upper world back to the underworld.
Xi'er didn't know if the river filled with lights was a passage back to the underworld, but she really believed in the existence of ghosts, so that night, she also put out many lights.
Ancestor? There is no so-called ancestral hall in Mei Mansion, and there is no memorial tablet for anyone to worship, but on this day every year, Mei Ziqing still takes the whole family to burn ingots and kowtow in the lobby.
The whole family went to put out lanterns.
Xi'er is suspicious. Her father also believes that there are ghosts in the world.
That night, Xi'er failed to have a good talk with her father. The next day, she got up early and gave Mei Ziqing the first batch of explosives she made.
"What is this?" Mei Ziqing was puzzled, and Danqing was also confused.
Xi'er didn't answer. She just faced a little dirt bag and said to her father: "Throw it over hard."
After hearing this, Mei Ziqing threw the thing in her hand very cooperatively... and then asked: "What is that?" The two of them were stunned to see that it was just a dirt bag, but now it was a big hole.
"It doesn't matter what this is. What's important is that with this thing, with this thing, we can..."