Chapter 30: Chapter 30. Mosquito’s Creation

Lucius is a very principled person, and of course he will not prostitute the labor force of players.

Although the refuge is very poor now, and the contribution points can't buy anything except 'Resurrection coins', he still pays Shuri.

Every time she make a piece of clothing, she will get 50 points of contribution. The requirements are not high, as long as it can be worn and kept warm.

When the 'store system' is launched, he plans to sell these clothes to other players according to the price of 100 to 500 contribution points according to the quality. In that case, I have to find an NPC to be a merchant.

I heard that the Brown Farm next door sells some crippled slaves every winter to save food and fuel, and wait until next spring to buy a batch of cheap goods from slave traders. Maybe I should try my luck there.

"My dear manager, when are we going to leave?"

Seeing Lucius coming out of the nursing home, Mr. Garbage went up to him, wagging his lizard tail, and asked impatiently.

"No hurry, No hurry, I have to find you a handy weapon first...follow me."

On the outside of the wall of the nursing home, there is a small wooden house, which was repaired by [ WC Really Has Mosquitoes ], and it is currently used as a carpentry workshop.

The outpost currently lacks tools, especially reliable steel tools, and many things can only be replaced by wood.

But the solution is all people come up with.

Combining some industrial waste and wood from the wasteland, this woodworking player really made a lot of post-apocalyptic tools. For example, the crossbow leaning against the wall is one of them.

The wooden crossbow bed is combined with a simple mechanical structure and hinge made of stainless steel parts, and the bowstring is made of the tendon of a mutant hyena after special treatment.

As for the arrows, they are sharpened pieces of metal.

My iron-pipe rifle is running out of ammunition, and there are about twenty rounds left, so I have to save it. For prey that can be killed with a crossbow, it is better to use a crossbow as much as possible.

Seeing the manager pick up the crossbow, Mr. Garbage thought he was going to give the treasure to himself, so he quickly reached out to pick it up, but was slapped away.

"Your weapon is that."

Lucius pointed to a few javelins with sharpened metal heads in the corner of the wall, and there was a strap beside it for easy storage.

"Your initial strength has 8 points. As long as you master the throwing skills, it is enough to kill the prey with one move within ten meters."

Mr. Garbage has a bitter face.

"But Mr. Manager, I still feel that... if I can have a long-range weapon, my hunting efficiency will be higher."

Lucius glanced at his two-meter-tall figure.

Is it interesting for such a big man not to rush forward as a Tank, but to hide behind and shoot?

"The javelin is the basic skill of hunting. Whether it is a melee or a mid-range encounter, it will keep you from being passive."

"I'm only teaching you hunting skills today. As for what weapon you choose to fight in the future, it's up to you."

It turned out to be a plot.

Mr. Garbage nodded his head half-understood, shut his mouth and did not speak.

While talking, the player [ WC Really Has Mosquitoes ] pushed open the door of the wooden house, and walked out with two glass bottles.

Seeing Lucius, his eyes lit up and he said.

"My dear manager, I just happened to be looking for you! This is what I call acetone! Use it as a solvent to make smokeless gunpowder."

While speaking, he also imitated the movement of an alchemist and shook the bottle in his right hand. This movement startled Lucius and Mr. Garbage, and subconsciously took a step back.

"It's okay, hehe, it's fine if you don't encounter an open flame, hehehehe."

As he spoke, Mosquito looked excited. He only dared to do this kind of thing in the game, and he would never dare to do it in his own small workshop.

It's just that he didn't expect that this game is so real that it can really make this stuff.

At this time, he suddenly noticed the lizard man next to the manager, and his excited expression obviously paused.

"Who is this……"

Lucius coughed lightly and said.

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"He's a new resident, ID: Picking Up Trash Level 99."

"Aww, it's a newcomer."

Mosquito looked at him enviously.

The beginning is to hide the occupation.

This is so cool!

"Tell me about the thing in your hand." Lucius glanced at the glass bottle in his hand, "This thing... how did you make it?"

"The method is very simple, in fact, it is the dry distillation of wood. Put the wood in a sealed metal container and bake it, use a conduit to lead it out, and condense it in a supercooled water bucket. The collected condensate can be easily divided into water-like solution and thick tarry residue... simple fractional distillation will do."

"The part of the water sample is wood acetic acid, which is mainly composed of acetic acid, acetone, and methanol. It can be further fractionated by using their different boiling points. Among them, acetic acid can react with alkali metal compounds to form salts for various purposes, and acetone is my right hand. The bottle... it does the trick."

Having said that, Mosquito sighed unsatisfactorily.

"Tsk, if only we could get sulfuric acid. With sulfuric acid, we can get hydrogen peroxide out. Mixing hydrogen peroxide and acetone can make triacetone triperoxide...that's TATP, commonly known as entropy explosive."

Mr. Garbage was also stunned and couldn't help swallowing.

What is this guy doing in real life?

This is too much, does he is a Terrorist or something?!!!

Lucius was also shocked by this guy.

Subconsciously glanced at the cabin in front of him, but couldn't associate it with the chemistry laboratory.

Only players can do such a thing that is not afraid of death.

Gathering his mind, Lucius looked at him and continued.

"I'll keep an eye out for the chemical plants around here, so... you mean explosives aren't available yet?"

"I can't get high-performance ones, but black powder is easy to get. Give me some more time, I'm thinking of other ways, but...sometimes you don't have to use explosives to get the killing effect," Mosquito shook his left hand He smiled and continued, "This is a mixture of pine oil and acetone. I also added a little plant fiber in it. Ignite the cotton stick on the bottle mouth and throw it out, it will burn for a long time."

Molotov cocktails?!

This thing is a good thing!

Lucius's eyes lit up, he took the glass bottle from his hand, and weighed it in his hand.

"Have you tested the power?"

"Uh...there are trees nearby, I'm afraid the fire won't go out." Mosquito said awkwardly.

Good. It seems that this guy is still a bit forced.

"I'll take it outside and try it for you later."

Lucius put away the glass bottle calmly, watched him continue talking.

"Doing chemical experiments in this environment is still somewhat dangerous, and the shelter is temporarily not equipped to store such dangerous goods. I will give you the rewards you deserve, but I can't encourage you to expand production."

After a pause, Lucius then changed the topic again.

"However... I suggest that you try to use these chemicals in the production and construction of the outpost to create the value we need."

"Create the value we need..." Mosquito had a half-understood expression on his face, silently chewing on this sentence, lost in thought.

"Well, you can think about it," Lucius nodded, and continued, "Of course, I suggest that you talk to other residents of the shelter and ask them if they have any good suggestions."

"Maybe there will be unexpected gains."

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