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Chapter 457 Long-lost bitter days

Yalisan might give Reggie a surprise at any time. With less than one-third of the ammunition, trying to deal with a hundred thousand sand demons was like talking in a dream.

At this point, Reggie could only pray for God's blessing and give him a few more days to prepare.

He first called for Flash, who had worked with Swindell to produce nitric acid. If he mastered the industrial production process, he could at least supplement Reggie with some gunpowder.

"I remember the method! But we don't have the tools..." Shansha looked at Reggie with a troubled expression. There is no factory here, no steam engine, no production line, and not even a complete set of glassware.

"I can always think of a way. I once had nothing, but I still defeated the prince of Bayer!"

Su Lit whispered: "We had cows at that time."

Reggie said angrily: "Now we still have sheep!"

"But all the sheep were eaten by the sand demon..."

"Really? I really want to throw you outside and see if the sand demon will eat you!" Reggie looked at Sulit angrily. As a veteran of Shattering Snow City, this guy really doesn't want to give himself up.

Long face.

"I remember there should be some Napoleon in the army, right?" Reggie asked.

"There are indeed some," Hurley nodded. "They are the best oxidants and are used for experiments."

Reggie looked at Flash with confidence: "When you had nothing, you and Swindell achieved success. Now you at least have a formed theory. I believe you will not let me down."

"At that time, there were craftsman elves..."

"Now you have the almighty Chaos...Melting Elf," Reggie grabbed the two people's wrists and asked them to hold hands together, "Create another miracle for me!"

According to Reggie's calculations, under the current conditions, if they can succeed, they may be able to produce ten pounds of fuming nitric acid per day, and almost one hundred pounds of nitrostarch.

This small amount of explosives could not offset the cost of the war, but at least it gave Reggie an extra supply.

Explosives alone are not enough. If you want to make a bomb, you must have detonators and sealed cartridge cases. Reggie was cruel and asked the soldiers to dismantle half of the bullets and collect the primers as detonators.

It’s not easy to deal with bullet casings. Naturally, Reggie didn’t dare to expect the flying fish shells made by Noros, but there are not even a few decent iron barrels in this castle. After living the life of a rich man, now it’s time to tighten his belt.

Only then did Reggie feel the long-lost hardship.

In addition to stocking up on weapons, Reggie also made another plan. He and Yalishan could not remain in a stalemate here forever. Getting rid of this witch as soon as possible was the key to victory or defeat.

There are many assassins around Reggie. Charka and Shakason are both famous assassins, and Dorothy and Tortosa also have unique assassination skills.

But the current situation is that Reggie is surrounded by tens of thousands of zombie sand demons. Under this situation, there are only two people who can complete the assassination mission, one is Natalie and the other is Salena.

Natalie can launch vertical strikes from the air, but no matter how excellent her flying skills are, it is too difficult to target an air strike on one person.

Salena's witchcraft is the best choice, but her ability is really limited. Chris stood there without any defense and asked her to kill him, but she didn't succeed. She probably won't perform any better in front of the Queen of Yellow Sand.

too much.

"It would be nice if that person was here," Reggie rubbed his forehead vigorously, "I should bring that old guy here."

"What are you talking about, old guy?" Salena asked in surprise.

"He is the old partner of the Invisible Witch." Reggie replied with a smile.

"How can I have a partner?"

"His partner is your senior."

"I don't want to hear those old stories, and I don't need a partner," Salena said with disdain, "Isn't it just to kill a woman? I'll leave now and bring her head back tomorrow morning."

"Not yet," Reggie shook his head. "We need Natalie to find the exact location of Alexa, otherwise your chance of success is very slim."

"She's already found her location, why should she use me?" Salena snorted, "Why don't we just let her blow up that woman!"

"It would be best to blow her up directly." Reggie raised his head and looked at the sky.

Natalie wandered over the battlefield for several days and didn't even see a woman.

But Natalie is not idle either. In addition to searching for Alexa, she also has an important task - to frequently create strong winds and blow all the yellow sand accumulated on the battlefield into the sea.

There are two reasons for this. First, yellow sand is the body material of the sand devil.

The sand demon's encirclement is more than a thousand feet away from the castle. Don't underestimate this distance. For those slow sand demons, this distance means nearly twenty minutes of fighting time. Reggie can use this time to cause dozens of attacks.

Tens of thousands of casualties. Reggie didn't want Yalisan to use local materials to create a sand demon directly in front of his house.

The second reason is that Sakason is not bragging. The sand demon is indeed afraid of water, and blowing yellow sand into the sea can eliminate fish that slip through the net.

This is the conclusion reached when Reggie dissected the second zombie sand devil. The original body of the sand devil is mucus. People who study chemistry sometimes have a little obsessive-compulsive disorder and always want to measure the concentration of some special liquids.

Because we don’t know the composition of this liquid, measuring the concentration is even more nonsense, but it’s still within our capabilities to do some simple experiments.

Reggie first poured out half of the slime, and then diluted it twice. The diluted slime still maintained its vitality. He poured it into the sand and turned into a weak sand devil. This sand devil was inherently inferior and was worse than the zombie sand devil.

The demon is more flexible, but much clumsier than the real sand demon.

Reggie divided the remaining slime into two parts again, and diluted one part with three times water. This time, an incomplete sand devil was formed, with only a head and hands, and a missing torso.

The other part was diluted five times with water. The diluted mucus did not form sand devils and the mucus gradually lost its viscosity.

Reggie dissected the last sand devil and drew a series of conclusions through comparisons of various experiments:

The slime must maintain a certain quality and concentration. If it loses 80% of its mass, it will not be able to form a sand devil. If the concentration drops below one-third, the slime will lose its vitality.

This is why Sakason was able to kill the sand devil, he diluted the slime with water, just like water makes an adhesive lose its viscosity.

There is also a more interesting experimental result. If an equal volume of 3% salt water is poured into the mucus, the mucus will die within a few minutes and turn into something like a chicken cake.

This is a typical protein denaturation process, but Sand Demon is extremely sensitive and is afraid of salt, which is a very fatal weakness.

Reggie was proud of his achievements. He called Sulit and asked him to lead Chiluomen's soldiers to complete a complex project.

Natalie also brought back a message for Reggie.

"There is a canyon to the south, and there is a cave below the canyon. I saw a woman there, and there were many soldiers around her. I dropped the bomb, but I don't know if it killed her."

Reggie smacked his lips and said, "My dear, you are a little reckless."


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