Chapter 485: Tea Party and Wasteland Bomb

Before further weapons experiments, Lu Yao decided to deal with the placement issue of Harrow first.

"Would you consider working for me?"

Although Harrow is often in a state of disgrace, it sticks to its principles and never forgets its original intention. It keeps looking for the red dragon if it says it will, and it never gives up even when the dragon's corpse is so numerous that it is difficult to gather all the pieces.

In addition, although it does not have great abilities, it maintains a stubborn classical chivalry spirit - after all, it is invaluable in this era of rapid change.

Regardless of how strong or not, the temperament is grasped.

"Mr. Sailor, thank you for your kindness. Please allow me to decline."

This Cerberus from the underworld held his head high and chest puffed out, with a solemn look on his swollen face: "I am a Cerberus. I am always ready to accept the call and conscription of the underworld."

Lu Yao took out the corpse of the red dragon from the prop column. In the real world, it was a pile of clay-like mixture with broken bones and scales.

"In that case, I won't force you. This is the remains of Kataro that I took out from the deep buried box. Take it away."

"Thank you very much for your generosity and help. I will definitely remember your kindness today and will never forget it."

Harrow looked grateful.

Then it opened its mouth and sucked, swallowing the remains of the red dragon into its stomach.

Lu Yao asked it: "What are your plans for the next step?"

Harrow burped and his stomach made a rumbling sound.

After it recovered, it spoke: "Mr. Navigator, with this part of the wreckage, there are only a few fragments left of Cattaro."

"You were right before. I can't stay in the past. I should move forward."

Pirate Dog's eyes became extremely serious: "In fact, in the old days, organizations such as the Committee invited me to join, but I basically refused. Because once the underworld summons me, I will unconditionally return to my previous position... It is unreasonable and unfair to other organizations to do so."

"But now that Kataro's matter is over, I will return to the Red Tea Club and do what I can."

"Tea Party?"

It was the first time that Lu Yao heard of this organization.

Judging from the name, it sounds like a tea party for some noble lady, which seems a bit out of place when applied to a three-headed dog.

"The Red Tea Club is actually a hometown association for a group of people from different places. It is a very loose and informal organization. Everyone does not have to bear heavy and cumbersome obligations and responsibilities. They just communicate and contact each other regularly and share what they have. Sometimes they also help each other."

"In the early days, the first few members all liked to drink black tea, and they would always set out a cup of black tea when they got together... This tradition continued, and later the name was simply changed to the Black Tea Club."

Harrow said: "I was introduced by Mr. Charon, the ferryman, but I never participated much. Mr. Charon helped me a lot. Now that I have put down the task on my shoulders, it is time to communicate more with everyone."

Lu Yao asked: "What does the Red Tea Club do on a daily basis?"

"If we meet, we'll just drink tea and chat."

Haro stuck out his tongue and licked his nose. "If there is anything to do, it's mainly meetings."

Lu Yao was puzzled when he heard this: "Holding a meeting? Aren't you an informal organization?"

"That's right. After all, the Red Tea Club is a well-known organization with quite a few members. So they participate in many official meetings of various countries as representatives to solicit opinions and suggestions."

Haro sneezed with his face turned to the corner, then turned around and said, "There are so many meetings to be held. For example, the various consultation meetings held by the committee here, research meetings on various topics and places, work exchange meetings, seminars, commendations, and workshops..."

"Just think about it, with so many provinces and cities in a country, one or two meetings will be held every month, and it will take a lot of manpower just to attend these meetings."

"Members of the Red Tea Club will participate in various meetings on behalf of the organization. Of course, there are benefits to attending meetings. The committee will regularly provide some benefits and fund support to the Red Tea Club."

The three-headed dog showed a somewhat helpless look: "The so-called organization needs to maintain cooperative relations with other organizations to ensure the interests of the majority. Many countries have a lot of meetings, but they give out benefits and support much less. At least you are very generous in giving things here."

Lu Yao couldn't help but sigh: "It's not easy to drink tea."

"You are right."

Haro moved his ears. "But at the Red Tea Party, apart from the meetings, everyone is quite relaxed. Please accept this. If you want to contact me or need me to do something, soak this in ice water and I will know and come to visit you as soon as possible."

The three-headed dog left behind a canine fang.

Lu Yao agreed.

Hello came quickly and left quickly. It left the community with small steps and soon disappeared in the distance of the street.

…

Lu Yao turned his gaze back to the virtual world in the simulator.

In the gravel world polluted by wasteland and garbage, one-third of the surface was already shrouded in black fog, and the black mud on the ground occupied nearly 1/10 of the entire world.

Lu Yao used this wasteland gravel world as ammunition and aimed at another medium-sized gravel world not far away.

Filling.

accelerate.

emission.

Hit!

The microcosm collided with the medium-sized world, creating numerous fragments and dust.

Lu Yao observed carefully and found that the medium-sized gravel world was contaminated and assimilated by the black mud upon contact, and black fog also began to grow.

This rapid transmission and assimilation ability made Lu Yao feel mixed emotions.

The good news is that biological and chemical bombs are extremely powerful and can quickly corrode and deeply destroy targets, which effectively enhances the arsenal and lethality of the vortex cannon.

The worry is that if this thing accidentally hurts one of our own, it would be a big trouble.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Lu Yao began further research to see if he could curb the rapid assimilation of the black mud and its radiation corrosion to the environment.

After experimenting on four desolate gravel worlds, he came to a conclusion.

There is a solution.

As long as the radiation zone is quickly isolated and blocked, and separated from the normal world, the poison can be removed. After drifting into the void, the corroded world fragments will quickly collapse and disintegrate because they lose the constraints and operation of the complete world rules.

In the void, the black mud will return to dust and nothingness.

Lu Yao looked back at the whole process and couldn't help laughing.

Isn't this just a primitive deep burial box? It's just that the physical blocking method of cutting will cause greater damage and is not as accurate, efficient and environmentally friendly as a deep burial box.

Lu Yao immediately started making new shells.

He named it "Wasteland Bomb".

The Snowman and Slymod worked together to use deep buried boxes to produce black mud and created 6 polluted wasteland worlds on the outermost edge of the Cloud Temple.

It only takes a few years for the virtual world to completely cover these gravel worlds with black mud and turn them into complete [Wasteland Bombs].

When military action is taken in the future, there will be new weapons options.

Lu Yao was concentrating on tinkering with the new equipment when his cell phone on the desk suddenly vibrated.

The phone screen showed that it was Song Shiyi calling.

She rarely calls the number directly.

With Lu Yao's consent, Isabel answered the call.

"Ms. Mary, I really need your help." Song Shiyi's voice was filled with urgency.

"What's up?"

"Wei Yingxue has lost contact."

Wei Yingxue? Something happened to Lianzhen Star Lord? Lu Yao adjusted the Bluetooth headset with his hands and listened attentively.

Song Shiyi said: "A few days ago, Wei Yingxue and I supported the investigation team in Lop Nur and returned yesterday. Last night I sent her to the gate of the community and then returned home. From this morning to evening, no one answered her phone."

"According to the connection between the 'Solomon's Seal Star' and the 'Sky Drive Ring' in my hand, I can find her location."

She paused and said, "But according to the Sky Drive Ring, Wei Yingxue is near the entrance of their community, but I can't find her at all... something happened to her after she separated from me."

Song Shiyi spoke quickly: "If Lianzhen Star Lord dies, he will be resurrected through Beidou... But I'm afraid something will happen to Wei Yingxue. If we lose contact for a long time, the possibility of survival will continue to shrink. Now is the last golden time."

"Please help me, Miss Mary."

Lu Yao gestured, and Isabel asked, "Don't worry. Do you have any idea about her disappearance? She was able to seize the opportunity so accurately, so it shouldn't be a coincidence."

"have."

Song Shiyi said straightforwardly, "It's about the 'Wish Power Seeds'. Wei Yingxue and I are investigating a case that involves a gang that smuggles and raises wish power seeds. The leader of this gang is called 'Gandharva'."

"Wei Yingxue should have found some clues. Before we went to Lop Nur, Wei Yingxue told me that she had made some discoveries about Gandharvas and wish-power seeds, but she was not sure yet and needed further confirmation."

"She said that the Gandharvas might be in this city, or even be people they come into contact with frequently."

(End of this chapter)