Chapter 748 (1/2)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Hearing the mention of bombs made Sui Xiong’s imagination go wild.

From the Nobel Peace Prize to the World Wars, from Samsung phones to terrorist attacks… several ideas ran through his head like a furiously flowing river.

Alas, bombs existed in this world as well!

According to Sui Xiong’s best knowledge, this world did not have the bombs that Earth had. If one wanted to make something explode, this world’s people would use magic related to this feature or use items such as magic rocks or crystals to induce an explosion of similar effect. Needless to say, the usage of magic rocks and crystals were both extremely expensive. One could also use other ways to create an explosion. A most common spell would be the fireball, which was one of the typical mid-level spells. The price of a magic crystal or a magic rock was way beyond that of hiring a mid-level wizard to create a fireball.

Thus, except for a few special events, few would use dynamite on enemies. It was not until Crick Keane’s birth when he was sick and unable to walk that it was arranged for Master Damwade to create a large batch of dynamite to be buried in the ground in the living room. A large group of villains who had been plagued with grief was killed, and none managed to escape.

However, after that event, no one else had created dynamite. Master Damwade had focused on agriculture and had not accessed dynamite again even after the God ceremony. Crick Keane himself had died in the explosion and become the Void Mask’s Holy Spirit.

At least, that was what “insiders” presumed.

The fact was the Crick Keane and Sui Xiong were one and the same. The dynamite of Crick Keane had actually been created by Sui Xiong through following the recipe in one of the web fanfictions that he had read.

He no longer remembered the name of the fanfiction, but what remained etched in his memory was that the story had contained a large number of industrial technology facts in detail and even included diagrams. It described the steps of making acid, making glycerin and nitrating it. It also theorized that even a secondary school student could follow the instructions to create extremely powerful dynamite if they were not afraid of possibly dying while making it.

Originally, when Sui Xiong had seen the book, this left the biggest impression on him. This was how he had managed to utilize the method in this world and recreate this invention that had won a Nobel Peace Prize back on Earth…

It was just that the dwarves had also apparently been exploring the idea of dynamite for a while, to the oblivion of Sui Xiong.

“Dynamite? What’s that?” Hopes, of course, was unfamiliar with the term and couldn’t help asking upon hearing Dudu’s secretive tone.

Dudu thought before replying, “You can associate it with magic crystals, except they cannot stabilize magic and can only be used to create explosions.”

Hopes nodded in understanding. Sid, however, continued to question Dudu.

“In that case… A piece of bedrock like this, how strong of an explosive effect can it create? As compared to a fireball, would it be less or more?”

He was referring to a piece of bedrock about the size of one’s palm.

Dudu thought for a while before saying, “About four to five fireballs.”

Sid’s face paled several shades, and he carefully placed the bedrock that he had been holding on the floor. Upon second thought, he felt that it was still too dangerous and carefully placed it on Dudu’s bed instead.

“How does this rock incite an explosion?”

“You can hit it or light it with fire.”