novelraw Chapter 40 Creating an "Instant Explosion"
Chapter 40 Creating an "Instant Explosion"
"Brother Yuan! I'm innocent, Brother Yuan! There's absolutely nothing wrong with that explosive!"
I installed the fuse myself, and the timer is a brand new imported product. I checked it several times! It's impossible for it to misfire!
It must have been that kid's doing! He…”
"Bullshit!"
Yuan Jingui flew into a rage and refused to listen to any explanation.
"He's up to no good? He's flying in the sky! Can he defuse a bomb from a distance?!"
"It's because you're such an idiot, you're incompetent! Useless! Good-for-nothing!"
He got angrier and angrier as he cursed, and raised his foot to kick the fat man.
In this chaotic moment of utter disarray—when Yuan Jingui was consumed by rage, the fat man was speechless with grievances, and the third companion was at a loss for what to do—
hum...
A very faint, almost imperceptible buzzing sound came from the air, as if something had been freed from its restraints.
Immediately afterwards, right in the center of the three people, about half a person's height above the ground, the air twisted violently without warning.
A dark, cylindrical object with a rudimentary timer and a few exposed wires attached—the very homemade bomb that the fat man had so confidently declared "absolutely no problem"—appeared out of thin air as if by magic!
Its appearance was so sudden and so quiet that it didn't even make a sound.
Time seemed to slow down at that moment.
Yuan Jingui's raised foot was still dangling in mid-air, his ferocious anger had not yet faded, and the curse he was about to utter was stuck in his throat.
The fat man stared in horror as the familiar yet deadly thing appeared out of nowhere before him, his mouth agape enough to fit an egg.
The confusion on the third companion's face was instantly replaced by extreme fear, and he let out a hissing sound.
The simple red indicator light on the bomb casing, the moment it became fully visible, suddenly changed from a faint flashing that indicated "standby" to a blinding, rapid, and frantic flashing, like a death knell!
drop--!!!
There was no countdown, no buffer.
Boom! ...
A deafening explosion suddenly erupted!
It was much closer and more intense than the "sky fireworks" that Yuan Jingui had imagined!
A shockwave, a mixture of fire, smoke, dirt, and debris, suddenly expanded and spread outwards from the location of the three people!
The powerful blast wave, like an invisible hammer, slammed heavily against the hangar wall, producing a dull echo.
The discarded propeller blades were blown away, clattering and rolling far away.
Yuan Jingui was the first to be hit; his legs, which were dangling in mid-air, and his entire body felt as if they had been slapped hard by an invisible giant hand.
It screamed and flew backward, crashing heavily against the cold metal wall of the hangar before finally sliding softly to the ground.
If his protective magic artifact hadn't automatically triggered, that attack would have been enough to kill him!
The fat man was closest to the explosion's epicenter, and his bulky body became the best cushion for the blast, but he was still blown around like a rolling gourd, rolling several times on the ground before finally stopping.
His clothes were charred and tattered, emitting a burnt meat smell, and he died instantly on the spot.
The third companion was a little further back, but he was also seriously injured by the sudden explosion. Blood kept flowing from his mouth, and there were hardly any good pieces of flesh left on his body.
At such close range, and with Zhuge Yan deliberately timing the release of the Qimen Formation to deliver an "instant explosion" to them, even though they were all extraordinary beings, they were ultimately just mortals.
Thick smoke billowed and dust filled the air.
The area in front of the hangar was a mess, with only two Quanxing demons left, stunned by the explosion, coughing, groaning, and questioning their existence amidst the choking smell of gunpowder.
Yuan Jingui struggled to lift his head and looked through the dissipating smoke at the clear blue sky, which was now empty except for a wisp of airplane contrail.
The anger and frustration on his face eventually turned into a bitter smile that was utterly absurd.
His lips trembled, as if he wanted to curse again, but he only exhaled a puff of black smoke with an earthy smell.
"Damn it... Zhuge Yan... you're playing dirty tricks..."
Yuan Jingui's voice was hoarse and dry, filled with a sense of powerlessness and a kind of collapse after being completely played.
This is hardly a dud.
This is clearly "justice from heaven," delivered precisely and instantly!
It was Yuan Jingui himself who "signed for" it!
"Brother Yuan, help...help me..."
The severely injured Quanxing groaned weakly.
The only response he received was Yuan Jingui's more violent coughing and the faint sound of airport security personnel being alerted by the explosion and rushing over in the distance.
"Oh shit!"
Yuan Jingui cursed under his breath and had no choice but to lead his seriously injured companion away first.
Ten thousand meters above the ground, inside a passenger plane flying smoothly.
By the window, Zhuge Yan slowly opened his dozing eyes, a satisfied smile curving his lips, as if he had just had a trivial little dream.
He adjusted his posture, turned his gaze to the cotton candy-like sea of clouds outside the porthole, and completely relaxed.
"Hmph, trying to play dirty tricks on me... You guys got lucky this time, I just managed to catch you with a 'burst'."
If I run into you again next time, I'll definitely let you experience the same treatment as Guyan!
Zhuge Yan silently recited the mantra in his heart, then closed his eyes again, enjoying the rare tranquility.
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In the evening, after leaving the airport, Zhuge Yan simply found an inn near the airport and stayed there.
Lying in bed, reflecting on everything that had happened that day, his heart gradually calmed down.
"Is all of this... really just an illusion? But if it is, why does it feel so real to me?"
reality……
Gradually, only these two words remained in Zhuge Yan's mind.
In most cases, we rely on sensory consensus and functional utility to define reality.
In reality, humans can never directly perceive the true nature of things.
What people can perceive are "phenomena" processed through the filters of time, space, causality, and so on inherent in the brain.
Therefore, truth is always "truth for us".
Are all the things I experienced while hiking down the mountain these past few days real?
Can't figure it out...
Zhuge Yan shook his head, deciding to stop thinking about the problem altogether.
People often say "I think, therefore I am," but even in the inner world, I can still think.
Descartes once said: "The only thing I am absolutely certain of is that the act of thinking itself is real."
As for the external world and whether my body is real, I can be deceived by an "evil devil".
But what if this "evil devil" is actually myself?
If I could dominate everything within the inner world and establish my own rules.
So, is everything I'm experiencing now unfolding according to the "script" I've already decided...?