I picked up skill fragments in the demon world

Chapter 14: Gunpowder (Part 2)

What is a chaotic world?

Human lives are less valuable than pigs and dogs! Bones exposed in the wilderness, a thousand miles without the crowing of a rooster!

"I only hope my speculation is wrong! But it's always good to be prepared!"

"Prepare early!" Zhang Chen scratched his head and slowly extinguished the lamp. In a chaotic world, what is most important?

Not silver, not antiques, but food, medicine, weapons, and armor.

"Saying more is useless. I don't know medicine, and besides, there's that damned fox spirit next door. It's a miracle I have any surplus grain left."

Zhang Chen cursed inwardly, a trace of helplessness in his eyes.

The next morning, Zhang Chen got up early and went to the ancient tomb. His eyes fixed on the stone tablet, and sure enough, another sphere had fallen beneath it, but this time it was a red experience point: +100.

"A hundred experience points is not bad. One should be content." Zhang Chen picked up the experience points and muttered to himself.

[Name: Zhang Chen]

[Skill 1 (Tier 2): Light of the True God (0/5000)]

[Skill 2 (Unranked): Dragon Qi (0/2000)]

[Points: 1600]

"Today, I'll strive to earn two thousand points!" Zhang Chen's eyes were fixed on the golden finger interface. Digging four hundred points a day didn't seem impossible.

Especially when he realized that the world was about to fall into chaos, Zhang Chen felt a sense of urgency. If turmoil and war broke out, he might not be able to stay here and would have to run away to escape.

Of course, in Zhang Chen's plan, he also wanted to learn to read and write. As a modern soul, he knew that only by reading and writing could he travel the world. At least, he could understand any ancient books he encountered in the future, instead of relying on others.

Zhang Chen looked at the stone tablet and took out the rabbit and pheasant he had hunted in the morning. He directly bled them in front of the stone tablet, letting the blood soak into it. He was now relying entirely on the stone tablet to drop some skills.

As for whether the blood sacrifice would cause some strange trouble? This was the tomb of a true dragon. Would a true dragon harm a mortal?

"I am a descendant of the dragon. There's no reason why the ancestors would harm me." Zhang Chen's chisel struck sparks, and the frozen soil was constantly being chipped away, as countless experience points were collected by Zhang Chen.

[Experience +8]

[Experience +17]

[Experience +11]

[Experience +22]

[Experience +37]

[Experience +5]

[Experience +4]

… …

Time passed bit by bit. As Zhang Chen chiseled, experience points continued to accumulate. Zhang Chen went outside to breathe three times, and by the fourth time he carried the soil out, the setting sun had already deviated from noon.

[Name: Zhang Chen]

[Skill 1 (Tier 2): Light of the True God (0/5000)]

[Skill 2 (Unranked): Dragon Qi (0/2000)]

[Points: 1900]

"Today, I only got three hundred points." Zhang Chen frowned as he looked at the interface in front of him. He hadn't achieved his goal for the day, and he felt somewhat hesitant. He raised his head and looked at the already slanting sun, and finally decided not to continue digging.

"Don't be impatient! Absolutely don't be impatient! Once you become impatient, I'm afraid things will go wrong. The things buried in this tomb are too terrifying. Although I am a descendant of the dragon, I can't stand the ancestors becoming zombies after death! If the ancestors become zombies, they won't recognize me as a descendant of the dragon!" Zhang Chen muttered to himself. He always felt that this tomb was a bit strange, but he couldn't tell exactly where it was strange, so everything should be done with caution.

Zhang Chen carried the soil directly out of the tomb, then carefully scattered the soil around, and only after disposing of the soil did he come to the stream with a smile on his face to wash off the dirt on his body.

At this time, Zhang Chen's feet stepped on the stream water, and a feeling that was difficult to express appeared in his eyes, as if the stream water beside him was extremely silky smooth, as if it had life.

"Interesting, is this an additional effect brought about by the dragon energy?" A trace of thought appeared in Zhang Chen's eyes, and then he gently stroked the stream water with both hands. He felt that the stream water was extremely kind, and that feeling was like returning home.

After washing up, Zhang Chen walked ashore and leisurely changed his clothes, then his eyes looked at the clear water surface, and suddenly his brows furrowed: "Something's wrong!"

Zhang Chen carefully walked to the stream, but found that the stream was actually a palm's width narrower than yesterday. The water level had dropped very sharply. If it weren't for the dragon energy gathering in his body, making him particularly sensitive to the water vapor in the world, it would have been really difficult to detect this palm's width of water level drop.

"It's been a month since it rained, right? But even if it hasn't rained for a month, the water level shouldn't be so severe, right?"

Countless thoughts flashed through Zhang Chen's mind, but in the end, he couldn't think of any useful clues, and could only mutter: "Maybe the weather is too dry?"

After Zhang Chen finished washing up, he came to the cave and began the great cause of making gunpowder.

In the future, when the world is in chaos, if he wants to have the power to protect himself, gunpowder is indispensable.

Time flies, and another month has passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, in a certain cave, Zhang Chen looked at the two piles of powder in front of him, a trace of excitement in his eyes: "This is the result of my hard work for a month! This is the foundation for me to settle down in the chaotic world! As long as the gunpowder is pure enough, even the fox spirit can be blown to death."

Zhang Chen looked at the two piles of configured powder in front of him, a trace of surprise in his eyes, his eyes full of caution. This thing is a sensitive explosive and a insensitive explosive, and a tragic accident will happen if you are not careful.

Fortunately, Zhang Chen had already prepared. He took out long, strip-shaped ceramic jars that he had prepared long ago from behind him. The ceramic jars were not very thick, only as thick as firecrackers in later generations. Zhang Chen carefully poured the gunpowder into the ceramic jars, and then carefully sealed them.

These are not ordinary ceramic jars. There are also various iron filings, marbles, and other objects inside. Once they explode, they will be a human killing weapon.

"There are twenty in total, enough for me to protect myself." Zhang Chen lifted up his prepared underwear, and there were thirty or so cloth pockets and straps on the shirt, and then carefully put the ceramic jars into the cloth pockets, and tied them with straps to prevent them from exploding, protecting the twenty ceramic jars, and left happily, heading towards the village.

He was determined that as long as he didn't die, this gunpowder must not leave his body.

"I wonder when I can get the flame control skill, then it will be much more convenient to launch the dynamite bag." Zhang Chen muttered to himself: "I also need to prepare some flint and make it into a fuse, then a complete version of the dynamite bag will be made."

ps: Please help me chase after the new book every day during the new book period, it is really important, the little author will be a horse and a cow to repay everyone after it is put on the shelves.

Thank you to "White Tea Qinghuan Wu Bieyi" classmate for the five hundred coins. Thank you to "I Love to Chop Trees" classmate for the one hundred coins. Thank you to the two big bosses for the reward.