I walked slowly to the site of the explosion. There was a shallow crater there, and some shrapnel was embedded in the nearby trees.
Xuan circled the crater twice and said, "If this explodes on my body, that part of my body will be injured."
"Well, the power is not as strong as what our professionals can make, but it's good enough at this level." Meng Yuqing looked at the crater with a complicated look.
There is no bomb-making recipe that can be exchanged in the system, nor are there bombs that can be exchanged.
This was made by Meng Yuqing purely based on his own knowledge. It is not as powerful as modern bombs, but it is much more powerful than firecrackers.
If the amount is large enough, the lethality will definitely be significant.
"We must control this thing well," he said, sitting on Xuan's back, his tone more serious than ever.
He touched Xuan's back and said, "You may not know how much impact the emergence of this thing will have on the world."
After a pause, he continued, "This is your world. I don't want my presence to bring another disaster to this world."
After he said this, the system that had been silent and motionless since he started making the bomb, as if it had completely disappeared, suddenly produced a burst of energy fluctuations.
Meng Yuqing knew that the appearance of the bomb made the system also afraid of such a scenario.
And these words of mine reassured the system.
The people of the Beast World Continent have not said much about this huge continent, and they cannot withstand such a change.
And this continent obviously has its own desired evolutionary path.
After the gunpowder was produced, Meng Yuqing was not prepared to continue manufacturing it because the tribe did not have much saltpeter.
Instead, he began to try to grind the rubber-like animal bones into the shape of tires and put them on wooden wheels to make several horse-drawn carriages and ox-drawn carts.
On the day it was produced, they towed the cart to the breeding area and brought the most docile horse to put a bridle on it.
Several sub-beasts sat on the cart, patted the horses' butts gently, and the horses pulled the cart forward at a trot.
"This is good. Even if it doesn't carry people, it's good for hauling things."
"Yeah, it's just like orcs pulling carts to transport things. It's so convenient."
"Have you noticed that the vibrations aren't as severe when you're sitting in this car?"
"Wu said that's the function of the tire below, it can reduce shock or something."
The days back in Qingshan City were peaceful. Meng Yuqing lay on a recliner and ate berries.
More than a month has passed since the trip to Bird Island, and Meng Yuqing did not tell Xuan all the conversations with A Ling.
He was only told some things about God, but the things about the Colosseum kept lingering in his mind.
He wanted to go to the west, but he didn't know how to tell Xuan.
Talk about your own dream, or talk about A Ling's prophecy.
Whether it was that dream or A Ling's prophecy, both indicated that the future of the Qingshan tribe would be very bad, and he didn't know how to start.
If he didn't give any reason and just wanted to go west, Xuan would definitely believe him and support him unconditionally. However, going west would take a long time, so he had to find a suitable reason to give Qingshan City a reason.
Meng Yuqing pressed his temples and decided to wait until the market was over before watching.
Just as he half closed his eyes and was about to fall asleep, footsteps were heard outside the yard.
He sat up straight and looked outside. Ya had transformed into a beast and was now outside the yard. He looked at Meng Yuqing and said, "The father beast of the chain is here, and the tribe with the saltpeter mine is here too."
Meng Yuqing quickly stood up, opened the gate, walked to Ya, looked up at him, and asked, "Are you here to pick me up?"
Ya nodded and lay down.
Meng Yuqing climbed onto Ya's back and asked, "What's going on over there with the chain?"
"Mu and Lie accompanied Lian to meet his father. Xuan has already gone to the Saltpeter Tribe." Ya replied.
"Well, let's go to the Saltpeter Tribe." Meng Yuqing said directly.
There will basically be no problems on the chain side. His father-in-law is doing well here and getting along well with everyone.
Occasionally, he would mention Lian's father beast, hoping that he would come back soon and meet Lian in Qingshan City.
Ya took Meng Yuqing and ran towards the conference hall. Meng Yuqing looked at Ya and remembered what he had been thinking about before.
He asked, "Ya, do you want to go west?"
Ya paused in his running, slowed down, hesitated for a moment, and said, "I want to."
He wanted to go west to find out about his father.
"Wu also wants to go west, but can't find a reason?" Ya asked.
"Well, I want to go over there and take a look." Meng Yuqing said.
"After my brother asks someone to send my father here, I will suggest that we go west to look for my father and brother." Ya understood immediately.
"Okay, then wait until your father comes over and we'll make plans."
After the two of them agreed, Ya quickened his pace and ran towards the conference hall.
When they arrived, the Saltpeter Tribe had just followed the people from Qingshan City to the entrance of the conference hall.
There were seven or eight orcs with them, each carrying several huge bags on their backs. They seemed very restrained following the people from Qingshan City and did not dare to look around.
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