Dean carefully looked at the rows.
The firearms were arranged in an orderly manner. The firearms were piled on a metal rack on one side of the wall, and most of them were rifles and submachine guns. The mines were stacked on the ground next to them. There were two layers of wooden boards under them to prevent the erosion of the ground. But now that three hundred years had passed, the wooden boards had turned black and rotten.
Dean wandered around and found that although it was stored indoors, the corrosion of time was too terrible. All the firearms were scrapped. The guns were not maintained, and the barrels were mottled with rust. They had become a pile of scrap iron. The mines were covered with thick dust. The load-bearing springs had long lost their elasticity. They were decayed and damaged. It was impossible to detonate the explosives inside.
Even after three hundred years of precipitation, the explosives inside the mines were likely to become hard mineralized.
Dean didn't have any regrets. Everything was within his expectations. He found some grenades and mines as well as two rocket launchers. He was about to dismantle them when he smelled Linda who had stopped about fifteen or sixteen miles away. The smell was mixed with a strange odor. This odor obviously came from a monster.
This smell had long appeared in his perception range. It had been moving slowly and accidentally encountered Linda.
"I don't know what kind of monster it is. Is it strong?" Dean thought. It would be best if he could directly eat Linda.
As he sensed the two scents, he moved swiftly and quickly dismantled the landmine in his hand. The landmine was stuck very tightly, but the corrosion of time had caused the metal at the edges to decay. He forcefully pulled the landmine apart. Inside was a yellow mud-like explosive that had been invaded by moisture, like a piece of soft, wet soil.
"Yellow explosives?" Dean was surprised to see the explosives inside the mines. When he was collecting information about black powder, he had seen other related explosives. This yellow explosive was one of them. It was equivalent to the evolved version of black powder, or "TNT". It was powerful and stable. He didn't expect that this kind of gunpowder would be used in modern mines.
"Great!" Dean was surprised. With this yellow explosive, even if Linda was an intermediate hunter, he would be able to kill her directly.
Dean poured out the yellow explosive and scattered it on the ground. He broke off a small piece of the yellow explosive. He found a few pieces of waste paper and rolled them up. He quickly ran more than ten meters away.
The paper was mixed with too much mud. It was dry and hard. The burning speed was very slow, but it still burned inside.
Dean looked at him quietly.
Bang!
Suddenly, without warning, an explosion sounded. The sound was extremely loud, and the ashes of the burning paper were blown away in all directions.
Dean's eyes lit up. Although the explosives were damp, they could still burn and detonate, and the power was stronger than he had imagined.
He immediately returned to his original position and continued to dismantle the mines, pouring out the yellow explosives into a pile.
At this time, Dean smelled the smell of Linda and the smell of mutton. There was a strong smell of blood. One of them should be injured.
"Is it the monster, or her?" Dean's eyes flashed. The speed of disassembling the mines was getting faster and faster. When the amount of yellow explosives had accumulated to twenty or thirty pounds, he stopped dismantling the mines. He went to the metal rack and grabbed a few bullet chains. He twisted the primer cap on the back of the bullets. The black gunpowder inside was semi-hardened. He knocked it on the ground to knock some gunpowder out.
He suddenly remembered the arrows and pulled one out. He used the arrowhead to remove the gunpowder from the bullet.
Bullets were emptied one by one, and gunpowder was piled higher and higher.
When Dean took out the bullets, Linda and the smell of mutton were separated. The smell of mutton stayed in the same place and did not move. Moreover, the smell was mixed with a strong smell of blood. It should be killed.
Dean couldn't help but feel regret. But after all, this was area no 7. The strongest monster in this area was estimated to have not reached level 20. Linda was an intermediate hunter. As long as she didn't encounter some particularly tricky ones or was careless and sneak attacked, she could basically guarantee her own safety.
Suddenly, he smelled a trace of blood in Linda's smell. It was very light. His nose twitched as he wanted to continue to smell more clearly, but the smell of blood gradually disappeared.
He suddenly thought of Linda's magic mark ability, blood control!
"Is she also injured?" Dean's heart moved. Although she could control the wound in time to stop the bleeding, but the smell of blood could overflow from the gap of the wound. This couldn't be covered unless the wound was quickly bandaged. In that case, he really couldn't smell it from so far away.
"Since she can control the blood, the speed of the wound healing should be very fast. At most, she will recover in a day or two. This is a great opportunity!" Dean's eyes lit up as he quickly collected the explosives.
While collecting, he firmly locked Linda's smell. Once she left his smell range, he would quickly follow her.
However, Linda's movement speed was not fast. She stopped from time to time to rest.
Dean was secretly happy. This showed that her injury was not light. Suddenly, he thought of a problem that he had overlooked: "She knows that my smell can track her. She is likely to use this point. If she is injured, she will think of ways to get rid of me. If the injury is too serious, she will find a place to stop until the injury is healed."
When he thought of this, he immediately calmed down and said to himself, "If I were her, I would definitely try my best to lure me out. As long as I'm near her, she will be able to catch up to me and kill me!"
"Well!" There was a trace of coldness in his eyes: "Since it is a trap, I will beat her at her own game!"
He opened the folding storage bag that was necessary for the Hunter's Wall. He put the yellow explosives inside and stored the black powder in his bag. After all, it was only used as a fuse, so the amount was not much.
After the preparation, he looked at the arsenal. There was some reluctance in his heart. It was difficult to move the entire arsenal with his own strength. Sooner or later, scavengers would be dispatched to find it and bring it back to the giant wall and hand it over to the consortium.
"In the giant wall, the gunpowder is only used as a dye. Even the yellow explosives are used as a yellow dye. With the wisdom of the people in the 'Temple of Elements', they should be able to test the real role of the explosives. Is it because the explosives look like mud, so no one would think of using fire to burn the mud?" Such a thought flashed through Dean's mind. It was not impossible. People's common sense would imprison their thinking. Black gunpowder was first created by accident.
"However, it is also possible that the giant wall has mastered the use of explosives. But after understanding the use of explosives, they treated it as dangerous goods and were strictly controlled." Dudian thought that this was also a possibility. After all, this world wasn't the information age. It was very easy to block the news. Even in the old era, civilians relied on computers, TV and other tools to disseminate information. They had seen it, but they didn't really touch it.
But in this era, there was no such thing as fast transmission of information. Only newspapers.
In the era of aristocracy, it was very difficult for newspapers to play a role. The things that could be reported were extremely limited.
"In any case, if the giant wall has mastered explosives then there should be records in the alchemist circle. But there is no mention of it in Rosyard's notes. Anyway, I will go back and inquire about it." Dean no longer thought about it. He carried his bag and storage bag and turned away to start his own hunting operation!
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