Just then, another piece of white paper fell into the treasure bowl.
The gods told her that a large batch of fireworks and firecrackers would be delivered soon, and that she should take the treasure bowl to a spacious, dry place away from any source of fire.
Qin Yue Zhao thought for a moment and sent Chu Xiao a message:
"God, wait for me for half an hour. I'll go to the military camp now."
She carried the treasure basin to the military camp's drill ground, which was usually used for military training. There were no sources of fire nearby, making it convenient for the soldiers to study how to use it.
Upon receiving the message, Chu Xiao collapsed into a chair, utterly exhausted.
Mu Zhicheng, dressed in his pajamas, stared blankly at Chu Xiao.
"Are you out of your mind? You banged on my door at four in the morning, and now you want me to wake up my cousin and book out all the fireworks from his factory? What are you up to this time?"
Chu Xiao leaned back in his chair, panting heavily with anger.
"My God of Wealth is going to war. Seventy thousand men against three hundred thousand. I'm in a real bind. The only thing I can think of is to use fireworks and firecrackers to blow people up for him."
"Given such a difficult situation of 70,000 versus over 300,000, you still send fireworks to your younger brother and sister-in-law?"
"Wait, what did you call the ancient princess?"
"Sister-in-law! You're practically licking her boots, isn't this the treatment I'm supposed to receive as your future sister-in-law?"
Chu Xiao frowned and stared at Mu Zhicheng for a long time before suddenly laughing, "You kid, you've got potential! Hahahaha."
"What are you 'ha' about? Your sister-in-law is already having such a hard time, shouldn't you get her some explosives?"
Hearing this, Chu Xiao asked curiously, "What, your company has this kind of thing?"
Mu Zhicheng shook his head.
"Our company may not have any firearms, but my cousin does!"
"He not only makes fireworks and firecrackers, but also manufactures explosives for quarries. In recent years, due to the pandemic, the business has not been profitable, and the factory has disposed of a lot of expired explosives."
"Even though some are defective, they're good enough to bomb the enemy, so who cares if they work or not!"
Upon hearing this, Chu Xiao immediately stood up and ran out of the general manager's office.
He stopped Yang Jianjun, who was arranging for people to move goods, and asked, "Jianjun, do you still have explosives in your factory?"
Yang Jianjun was taken aback by the question.
"Yes, we do have them, but they cannot be sold to individuals without the approval of the relevant departments."
Chu Xiao took out 50,000 yuan from his pocket and quietly slipped it into his hand.
"Mu Zhicheng and I have a life-or-death bond. Don't you trust me?"
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