Chapter 72: Utilization Direction of Pollution

These pollutants wriggled like worms. Sometimes they came together and sometimes separated, but there was no tendency for them to form larger individuals. Overall, they remained the length of a finger.

Zeus reached out and touched a piece of solid pollution, and it quickly dissipated in just a moment, while the remaining pollution in Ash's hand suddenly stopped, then squirmed madly and fled in all directions.

"Sure enough, although the pollution that corrodes the banshees will be purified by the symbiotic contract, as long as the flesh magic is activated, they can be exposed to pollution normally again."

The real function of flesh magic is to isolate and maintain the physical state so that pollution cannot actually touch the body.

Before, it prevented pollution from invading, and after gaining the ability to purify, it in turn prevented the pollution from being purified by the banshee herself.

This is somewhat similar to a quilt, which can be wrapped around the body to keep warm in winter, or covered on ice cream in summer to prevent it from melting.

It’s a bit strange to say, but the scientific knowledge that Zeus had in his previous life can almost always be found in this world, making him feel like this world is just a bunch of patches added to the Blue Planet.

No matter how fancy it looks, the underlying logic has not changed.

Ash reached out his other four hands and grabbed the pollution one by one.

Hughes took a step back to make way for a stove behind him.

This is an ordinary water boiler. You can add some fuel in the middle. There is a vent at the bottom with a little burning charcoal inside.

Ash grabbed a piece of Physical Pollution and threw it in.

The pollution seemed to be afraid of fire, and it kept rolling and twisting in it, like a leech that fell into a barrel of medicated oil.

Soon, it struggled out of the furnace, and then was grabbed by Ash and thrown back in.

Then it jumped out again, and Ash caught it and threw it back.

Jump again, throw again, jump again, throw again. The corner of Hughes' eyes twitched.

".Don't throw it, like this, Ash, you hold it."

Hughes held Ash's hand and then stuffed her hand into the stove.

"That'll do."

Although the entity pollution in Ash's hand struggled, it could not escape from Ash's hand.

Ash had been maintaining her flesh and blood shield, which perfectly blocked the flames from damaging her. She only felt warmth on her hands.

She nodded, it was indeed a good idea.

Only Zeus had a weird expression. Ash was the banshee in the sea, and now she was putting her hands in the fire to roast fish?

The fire flickered, and the pollution twisted hideously within it.

"It seems to have gotten smaller? The fire does seem to be burning brighter."

After careful analysis for a long time, Hughes was still unsure whether the pollution could be burned.

Looks like I need to bake it for a while longer.

This kind of physical pollution will escape. Even if it is really made into fuel, what if it jumps around in the furnace? The key is that it has strong vitality and cannot be burned to death for a while.

Damn it, what a shitty world this is. I'm struggling even though I'm fuel.

I don’t know what the calorific value of this physical pollution is. If it can really be used as fuel, that might be a good direction.

Castell currently has no reliable source of fuel.

No coal mines have been discovered yet, at least no open-pit coal mines, so he will have to organize other people to explore the deeper ore layers.

As for oil, which is more difficult to extract, there is no trace of it either.

Although petroleum cannot be used as the main fuel, it is one of the most important raw materials in the chemical system.

Zeus looked back at the solid pollution that was constantly wriggling in the pit. Due to the large number of them, they looked like liquid in the pit.

This weird stuff looks quite similar to oil. It would be great if it could be used.

When the sea was full of pollution, Seuss turned a blind eye. When the sea was full of oil, Seuss immediately turned into an environmental fighter.

It is Castell’s responsibility to clean up marine pollution.

"My Lord, it seems to be getting smaller, but the speed is extremely slow." Ash felt the pollution in his hand.

Can it really burn?

Unfortunately, this thing is not easy to control. The combustion chamber must have an air inlet. If you design a cage to lock it in, you have to consider the material of the cage and how to add fuel.

It's a bit troublesome.

"Boss, I have an idea."

Monica came over and looked at the fire with excitement on her face.

Shouldn't you call the lord?

Xius expressionless: "Speak."

"Aren't these black bugs afraid of you? Why don't you just draw a circle on the stove vent with your blood?"

Hughes: ".Ash, take it out first, I'll try."

After cutting a cut on his hand and smearing the blood around the two vents of the furnace, Zeus lit the fire again and signaled Ash to throw the physical contamination in.

This time, the pollution continued to twist in the fire, but it dared not get close to the two dampers.

It’s really useful!

"Let's try burning it for a while, Ash. Find someone to record the flame intensity and duration of this fire. Although this kind of physical pollution is difficult to control, it's a different story if it can be used as fuel."

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Xius thought for a moment and added, "Let's take it farther away first and try it. Throw it over to Nini and let her try it out together."

What if this thing caused cognitive interference, pollution appeared in the air, and the pollution fell into the furnace and burned forever? A perpetual motion machine? Hughes covered his face and said, "Tell Nini to be careful."

"Okay, I'll call someone to move it over right away." Ash nodded, opened the work group in the mind link, and tagged two idle tribesmen.

Hughes and Ash left, and Monica stared at the burning fire, thinking.

Is it hard to control? She turned her head and glanced at the wild wolf hanging in the air, and a new idea gradually took shape in her mind. Zeus took Ash to the other side of the cave, where there was a sturdy iron cage, and a somewhat listless monster wolf was lying inside.

Ash assigned tasks to other banshees in the work group, and tagged two banshees who were slacking off through the mind link - she learned a lot of new uses of the mind link from Zeus.

It's really strange. It's obviously the banshee's innate magic, but Zeus seems to use it more skillfully than her.

It seems that I still have a lot to learn and I need to work harder.

Hughes approached the cage containing the wolf and was about to try to open it, but was stopped by Ash.

"Let me do it, Lord. This polluted monster is very ferocious. We suffered a loss in the Abyss. Be careful."

She opened the cage door and reached out to lift the wolf out.

This contaminated wolf was not small in size, almost as big as a large dog, and much larger than the wolf that Hughes remembered.

It looked quite depressed. Ash had been maintaining the magic of flesh and blood, so the pollution in the wolf was not purified.

"What does it eat?"

Ash was stunned.

She had always viewed the wolf as a monster and had never considered this problem.

"Living things always need a way to obtain energy, even the monsters in your eyes are the same. They must have a way to eat, not necessarily with their mouths."

Xius thought for a moment and said, "Although it is a monster controlled by the entity pollution, we should still treat it as a living being for the time being. Since it is a living being, let's start by observing its living habits."

Ash's expression was a little strange. Monsters were monsters. They could be eliminated. There was no need to delve into the details. She had always held this idea.

She was willing to obey the lord's requests as if she were obeying the will of God. She rarely went into details and just carried them out of habit.

She doesn't care what the world looks like, she just wants to fulfill her mission - to follow her lord, protect him, and carry out his will.

She is a warrior, a sharp sword in Zeus's hand, all she needs to do is to clear a path for him, without having to think about so many useless things.

Today's mission should be the same, she just needs to carry it out.

But this time, she looked at the wilted wolf in her hand in a daze, and inexplicably felt a little interest in her heart.

Maybe it would be a good idea to try to explore it? "I understand, Lord."

She nodded as usual, but this time she did not tag anyone else in the group.

She wanted to try it herself.

(End of this chapter)