I Developed Stealing Pen And Exported Chinese Culture To The World

199 God Of Cannons, Fire Cannons In The Snow Mountains (Please Order In Full)



199 God Of Cannons, Fire Cannons In The Snow Mountains (Please Order In Full)

A strange thing happened in the game—

Zhang Qiling knelt down respectfully towards the Sansheng Snow Mountain in the distance.

A faint, very sad expression suddenly appeared on his face that should have been expressionless...

At this moment, Qin Wanzhi, Wu Xie, Fatty Wang and others who witnessed all this with their own eyes were all stunned, their mouths arched into an "O".

"Okay...Okay," Fatty Wang was taken aback and murmured,

"What kind of plane is this dumb Zhang doing? Is it offering sacrifices to mountain gods or worshiping heaven and earth..."

"Ghost knows!" When Wu Xie responded, he saw Zhang Qiling making a big gift towards Sansheng Snow Mountain, as if he had some special feelings for this mountain.

After prostrating, he stood up, and the whole person returned to a look of "I don't care about anything, the whole world has nothing to do with me", and then sat on a white rock with closed eyes and meditated.

He was calm, but the rest of the people couldn't sit still and became irritable!!

Monk Hua quietly approached Wu Xie and the others, and said in a low voice,

"Brother Wu, Brother Fat, you seem to be quite familiar with him, right? Do you want to go over and ask what happened just now?"

"To be honest, this buddy didn't say a few words along the way, and his reactions in all aspects were not great. If there was no such a person in the team, I would have thought he didn't exist."

"Uh...that means," Monk Hua scratched the back of his head and said worriedly,

"I'm wondering if this guy has autism or depression or something? You know, modern society is under a lot of pressure. I'm afraid that his mental state is not good, and then he will do some self-harm."

Before Monk Hua could finish speaking, Fatty Wang interrupted him,

"Well, your worry is completely unnecessary. Let's not care what he did, anyway, according to his temper, he couldn't ask a fart in the past~"

Qin Wanzhi deeply agrees, not to say that everyone doesn't care about Zhang Qiling, but people have different ways of dealing with things.

What's your personality?

Anyone who has understood it will be clear in their hearts.

So, this episode is over.

After resting on the spot for about three minutes, Shunzi patted the snow sticking to her buttocks and said,

"Several bosses, should we continue our journey?"

"No need." Suddenly, Chen Pi Asi said,

"I observed it just now, and the location of the treasure cave is right under our feet. The only problem is that the frozen ground is too hard, and it's not easy to dig a hole down..."

"Then what should we do?" Wu Xie asked.

Chen Pi A Si took two mouthfuls of wine gourd to warm up his body, and said with a tired face,

"Cold salad, there is no other good way, I can only put down a few shovels to see what is below, and then make further plans.

Since Lao Piaozi said so, everyone can only obey orders.

Afterwards, Monk Hua's three buddies, together with Fatty Wang and Wu Xie, began to shovel and dig holes on the ice.

The screen gradually became dark.

A subtitle pops up,

[Wu Xie: I don’t know how long it has been. We have drilled more than a dozen exploration holes, each with a depth of about five or six meters, but we can’t get in any further down....】

[Wu Xie: Monk Hua told us that the bottom is the glacier surface formed by frozen soil and ice, which is basically as hard as concrete. If you want to continue fighting, you will definitely not be able to rely on a shovel alone, you need to use explosives...]

The subtitles slowly fade away.

The screen then lights up.

Qin Wanzhi found that everyone was gathering together, discussing how to make a hole in the ice.

Monk Hua said, "There is a little bit of explosives, but isn't firing a cannon in a snow-capped mountain the same as committing suicide?"

Pan Zi took the conversation, saying that Changbai Mountain is a tourist attraction, and for the safety of the passengers, the snow will be cleared every once in a while, so it shouldn't be a big problem.

Furthermore, they have no time to procrastinate, the life and death of the third master is uncertain, every minute and every second is so precious!!

"Don't be noisy,"

At this time, Chen Pi'a coughed and took the right to speak to himself.

by age,

he is the biggest,

by seniority,

he is the tallest,

According to history,

He is the most.

Pan Zi followed Wu Sansheng's buttocks, and he still had the ability to assess the situation, so he immediately asked respectfully,

"Grandpa Chen, what do you see?"

"I don't have any," Chen Pi Asi shook his head, suddenly raised his finger and pointed to a fellow, and said,

"What we say doesn't count. We need to listen to the opinions of professionals for this kind of thing."

Qin Wanzhi glanced sideways, and the other party's name popped up in her mind, it was Guo Feng. (Also known as Lang Feng, the inconsistency in the original work may be a clerical error.)

This guy didn't say a few words along the way, and he didn't have a high sense of presence.

But to be able to work under Chen Pi Asi must have real skills.

"Could it be...is he an expert in shooting?"

Qin Wanzhi thought about it secretly, at this time, he heard Guo Feng speak——

"I agree with Master Pan's statement. Nine out of ten are feasible. Then I will control the power of the explosives so that the sound won't explode too loudly..."

"Are you sure?" Fatty Wang asked incredulously,

"Is this fucking controllable if you want to control it?"

Guo Feng shrugged his shoulders and replied casually, "When I was a miner, there were no less than 10,000 blastholes~ so it's not difficult, it's all in my experience~"

Monk Hua came over, hooked Guo Feng's shoulders, and said,

"Don't look at him who talks less usually, but he has a lot of skills. He has been absent from work for 20 years. He started blasting holes when he was 14 years old, and he flattened no less than 20 hills... That's why he was nicknamed —— Cannon God, which means that no one is better at playing with guns and explosives than him..."

This dialogue was transmitted into the live broadcast room, which immediately aroused ridicule from netizens.

The barrage is like a scourge [jumpy in the comment area——

"Hahahaha, I laughed so hard, God of Guns? Look at this indescribable nickname, who came up with it?"

"To be honest, brother, I also have a nickname inside and outside the circle, called Cannon King.

"You can't eat too much, and you can't talk too much. Monk Hua has praised Guo Feng to such a high level. Can he be a leader?"

"What circle? The outer circle? The young women circle? Or the college girl circle~"

"18,18,30 know how to add me~"

"Help, I really don't want to be an old brother anymore!!"

"Reported one by one, a bunch of stinky dicks, disgusting or not? Can't we talk about games?"

"I don't think Guo Feng is bragging, otherwise Chen Pi A Si would not be able to like him."

"I thought so too."

When netizens are talking nonsense,

In the game, Pan Zi looked at Guo Feng with a face full of shock and asked, "Are you the gun god?"

"It's all praised by colleagues~" Guo Feng smiled honestly.

Monk Hua patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't be modest, up to now, you haven't missed a shot yet, have you?"

"Okay, okay, time is running out, so hurry up and show everyone a trick.

Seeing that the rest of the people had no objections, Feng was no longer coy.

He opened the backpack and took out some test tubes, which were filled with powder.

While adjusting the ratio, Guo Feng said,

"The power of explosives varies with local conditions, so I usually make them on the spot."

"The one I'm making now is about as powerful as seven or eight firecrackers, and it will definitely not cause an avalanche..."

Qin Wanzhi heard him set up the flag, and suddenly had a bad feeling.

But before he had time to think about it, Guo Feng had already finished the production.

He waved his hand to tell everyone to step back, and then he also retreated a certain distance before pressing the "detonator".

Unlike the imagined situation,

Qin Wanzhi thought there would be obvious explosions and vibrations,

But the truth is - it's quiet, there's no sound at all....

"Didn't the explosives go off?"

Qin Wanzhi was suspicious, but this idea was quickly rejected.

Because she saw cracks appeared on the snow surface, and then there were large pieces of snow, which began to pour down the snow slope like a waterfall. .


Tip: You can use left, right, A and D keyboard keys to browse between chapters.