Lin Shui was really dizzy, and what he said to save his life was true.
He is a scumbag of the Emperor Realm who just likes to get into trouble and forget his destiny.
However, he was destined to die, and a little light came out of the endless darkness.
First it was a water particle bomb, and then it was a hydrogen metal bomb.
This has far exceeded Lin Xi's imagination and expectations.
So far, he has only succeeded in fission collapse, one thousand and one hundred hydrogen metal bombs.
In this way, the water of hundreds of millions of miles at the edge of the Endless Sea has been reduced by a hundred feet out of thin air.
Of course, deeper seawater will be replenished in time. On the surface, no one notices that in fact, the overall water surface of the eight endless sea areas in the entire Nine Chaos Continent has dropped by about one centimeter.
This is only one thousand one hundred.
If you want to do what Shuishui Xiang wants, get tens of billions of hydrogen metal bombs.
Not to mention whether he can do it, even if he can do it, how many years will it take?
Ten thousand years, one million years?
The key point is that even if he is willing, the water in the Endless Sea must be enough to create tens of billions of hydrogen metal bombs!
If it succeeds in the end, the entire Nine Chaos Continent will no longer need to be closed, and not even a drop of water will be found on the surface.
Is this going to cost your Uncle Shui his life?
Shuishui Xiang was shocked, staring at Shuishui Si with wide eyes, feeling very innocent and aggrieved.
"Brother Xiao Si, what's wrong with Uncle Shui?
Do I want too much?
Then instead of tens of billions of pills, just 100 million or tens of millions of pills would be fine.
Otherwise, it would be such a disappointment if the firecrackers were set off and then disappeared!"
Shuishuisi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and was busy rubbing Lin Shui's chest, beating his back, and pinching Renzhong.
It was not easy to wake up Lin Shui.
Lin Shui stretched out her hands with tears in her eyes:
"Xiang'er, Uncle Shui has let down your little beautiful baby!
Even if Uncle Shui spends his whole life, he won’t be able to give you tens of billions of hydrogen metal firecrackers!”
Tears streamed down my face.
"Uncle Shui, don't be like this.
I don’t want that many anymore, just ten million.
Xiang'er is not greedy, tens of billions will be reduced to ten million, Uncle Shui..."
Lin Shui lay down immediately.
"Then I'd better die first.
Me, me, me... Uncle Shui, I made more than a thousand of them in half a year.
Ten million...Forget it, Uncle Shui will die for a while..."
Xiao Xiang'er quits.
My biological father can't be seen now.
Uncle Shui is now reluctant to even make a few firecrackers.
What else does this life mean?
"Brother Xiaosi, Xiang'er doesn't want to live anymore, let Xiang'er die..."
She cried even more miserably than Lin Shui.
Shui Shuisi was immediately speechless.
Look at Uncle Shui pretending to be dead, and then look at my sister who is really crying.
Suddenly his eyes rolled.
Patting Lin Shui, who had his eyes closed.
"Uncle Shui, I have an idea.
Just tell me directly, Xiaosi.
What are the difficulties in making hydrogen metal firecrackers?
Why can’t it be mass-produced?”
Lin Shui half-opened his eyes and said half-deadly.
"The first thing is time.
Uncle Shui, I don’t have that much time!
Being able to produce three to five in a day is already a high speed.
It's possible to hurry up.
But once your hands and feet shake, the fission hydrogen element comes out, and if you can't control it, your Uncle Shui might go to heaven.
So this won’t be fast!”
The blue light flashes between Shui Shui Si's brows.
"I know this, but what about the second one?"
Lin Shui helplessly spread his hands:
"Secondly, no one else can really do this except myself.
So, just stop worrying about large-scale mass production!"
“Third, let’s just say the first two problems can be solved.
How to solve the water resource problem?
The Endless Sea is not small, but if all of it were used to make hydrogen metal bombs, let alone tens of billions, it would be three billion, and there would be no water on this continent.
How can I, Uncle Shui, satisfy Xiang'er's request?"
At this time, Xiang'er had some hope again, but now that she saw that there was no chance, she grinned and was about to cry again.
Shui Shuisi immediately covered her mouth.
"Xianger, let's not cry!
Maybe Brother Xiao Si has a way, right?"
Xiao Xiang'er now regards hydrogen metal firecrackers as the only fun and reason for living.
I got excited immediately.
"Brother Xiao Si, tell me quickly, what can you do?
I want tens of billions, no, hundreds of billions of hydrogen metal firecrackers."
Lin Shui heard this and decided to die for a third time.
Shui Shuisi grabbed Lin Shui.
"Don't!
Uncle Shui, listen to me!
I can help you solve your first problem.
What is Xiao Xiang'er's constitution?
Have you heard of the Time Formation?
If time is accelerated ten thousand times or one hundred thousand times, and a bomb is made inside, is time a problem?"
Lin Shui heard this and thought it was a good idea.
But then I became frustrated.
“The Time Formation is good and can solve the problem of lack of time.
The point is, if your time accelerates ten thousand times or more, maybe you, Uncle Shui, and I will die of old age before we finish building the bomb.
What you said is unrealistic!"
Shui Shui Si rolled up his sleeves.
Well, he and Xiao Xiang'er must wear clothes now so that they can be seen by Lin Shui.
"Why is it unrealistic?
Listen to me, Uncle Shui.
How much life expectancy do you have now?
Is it okay to be at least half a million years old?
That means that even if time accelerates ten thousand times, you will still have fifty years to live!
In fifty years, how many firecrackers do you think you will have to build?"
Besides, some things can be changed.
For example, large-scale mass production is not impossible to achieve as long as the thinking changes, right?"
Lin Shui was cross-eyed.
"How can this change?
Can I still conjure up ten thousand versions of myself?
Uh-huh, uh-huh... Xiaosi, you bastard.
You don’t mean to ask Uncle Shui to create billions of incarnations to help Uncle Shui build firecrackers, right?
That won’t work!
Every incarnation is always one level lower than Uncle Shui.
Even if it is at most three lower levels, it is still in the early to middle stage of the imperial realm.
The firecrackers we created are weakened versions and not powerful enough!"
The water flow is very exciting.
"Uncle Shui, don't tell me this yet. Just tell me how long one of your incarnations can last in this great formation of time!"
Lin Shui counted with his fingers.
"Ten thousand of them come out at a time, and under the premise of accelerating time ten thousand times, they can last for a few hours at most.
What can one do with enough time?
A weakened version of a hydrogen metal bomb would be amazing."
Hahahahahahahahahahaha!
Shuishui Si immediately laughed and screamed strangely.
"That means that in the time formation, you can only condense ten thousand incarnations once a day, and rest during the rest of the time.
By conservative estimation, you can quantify the output of 10,000 weakened hydrogen metal firecrackers in one day?"
Lin Shui was a little confused.
"Yes, that's theoretically true, right?"
Shuishuisi chuckled and touched the back of his head.
“Isn’t this necessary?
Uncle Shui, have you ever heard of cluster bombs?"
Lin Shui also touched the back of his head.
"Gathering...what the hell?"
Shui Shuisi explained it to him directly.
That's roughly what it means.
A weakened version of the hydrogen metal bomb is, for example, three or ten times weaker than the original.
It doesn't matter.
Using the principle of cluster bombs, three or ten weakened versions of the bombs are tied together and detonated at the same time. Their lethality is almost the same as the original version.
What's even more gratifying is.
A weakened version of the bomb, it saves resources, right?
For example, one of the original hydrogen metal bombs can kill a high-ranking god.
However, if you don’t have a weakened version, you can only use the original version to explode.
That’s such a waste, isn’t it?
How exciting would it be for a middle-level god in the extreme realm to throw a weakened version of the past and be blown up to death?
Besides, the original bomb cannot be used casually on the mainland.
But is a weakened version possible?
If the threat to the mainland is still great enough.
Is it possible to weaken it several times more?
"Uncle Shui, mass production of the weakened version is of great significance!"