What was a Chaotic World?
Human lives were worth less than pigs and dogs! White bones lay exposed in the wilderness; for a thousand miles, not a rooster crowed!
"I only hope my guess is wrong! But there's never any harm in preparing for a rainy day!"
"Prepare early!" Zhang Chen scratched his head and slowly extinguished the lamp. In a Chaotic World, what mattered most?
Not silver, not antiques, but food and medicine, blades and spears, and iron armor.
"No matter how much I say, it's useless. I don't know medicine, and with that damned Fox Spirit next door, it'll be a miracle if I can save any extra food." Zhang Chen cursed inwardly, helplessness flashing through his eyes.
Early the next morning, Zhang Chen rose at dawn and made his way to the Ancient Tomb. Staring at the Stone Tablet, he indeed saw another orb drop beneath it. This time, it was red: experience points +100.
"A hundred experience points isn't bad. A man should know contentment." Zhang Chen picked up the experience points and muttered to himself.
Name: Zhang Chen 1 Skill (Second Tier): Light of the Righteous God (0/5000) 2 Skill (Unranked): dragon qi (0/2000)] Points: 1600
"Today, I'll try to get two thousand points!" Zhang Chen stared at the Golden Finger Interface. Digging up four hundred points a day did not seem impossible.
Especially now that he had sensed great chaos was about to descend upon the world, a sense of urgency rose in Zhang Chen's heart. If unrest broke out and blades of war sprang up everywhere, he might not be able to remain here. He would have no choice but to flee and seek refuge elsewhere.
Of course, in Zhang Chen's plans, he still had to find a master and learn to read. As a soul from the modern world, he knew that only by studying and becoming literate could one travel the world. At the very least, when he encountered some ancient text in the future, he would be able to understand it instead of pinning his hopes on others.
Zhang Chen looked at the Stone Tablet, then took out the rabbit and pheasant he had hunted that morning. He bled them directly before the tablet, pouring their blood over it and letting it absorb every drop. Now, he was counting on this Stone Tablet to drop some new skill.
As for whether a Blood Sacrifice would bring about some bizarre catastrophe? This was the tomb of a true dragon. Would a true dragon harm an ordinary mortal?
"I'm a descendant of the dragon. There's no reason my ancestors would harm me, right?" Sparks flew from Zhang Chen's chisel as he struck away at the frozen earth. Clumps of soil were constantly chipped loose, and countless experience points were collected by Zhang Chen.
Experience points +8
Experience points +17
Experience points +11
Experience points +22
Experience points +37
Experience points +5
Experience points +4
Time trickled by. As Zhang Chen continued digging, his experience points steadily accumulated. He went outside for air three times, and by the time he crawled out with a load of dirt on his back for the fourth time, the setting sun had already slanted away from noon.
Name: Zhang Chen 1 Skill (Second Tier): Light of the Righteous God (0/5000) 2 Skill (Unranked): dragon qi (0/2000)] Points: 1900
"I only got three hundred points today." Zhang Chen frowned as he looked at the interface before him. He had failed to meet his goal, and hesitation filled his heart. Raising his head to look at the sun already slanting westward, he ultimately chose not to keep digging.
"Don't rush! Absolutely don't rush! Once I get impatient, something is bound to go terribly wrong. Whatever's buried in this tomb is too terrifying. Even if I'm a descendant of the dragon, my ancestor might have turned into a corpse monster after death! If that happened, he wouldn't recognize me as a descendant of the dragon!" Zhang Chen muttered to himself. He always felt there was something off about this tomb, yet he could not see exactly what was wrong. It was better to put caution first in all things.
Carrying the dirt on his back, Zhang Chen left the tomb directly. He carefully scattered the dirt around the area, and only after disposing of it properly did he make his way to the stream with a grin, washing the soil from his body.
Zhang Chen stood with both feet in the stream, an indescribable feeling appearing in his eyes. The water around him felt incomparably smooth, as though it had come alive.
"Interesting. Is this an additional effect brought by dragon qi?" Thoughtfulness flickered in Zhang Chen's eyes. He gently stroked the stream with both hands, finding the water incredibly familiar. It felt as though he had returned home.
After washing up, Zhang Chen went ashore and unhurriedly changed into clean clothes. Then he looked at the clear water's surface and suddenly frowned. "Something's wrong!"
Zhang Chen carefully approached the stream and discovered that it was actually a palm-width narrower than yesterday. The water level had dropped drastically. If not for the dragon qi gathered within him, which made him especially sensitive to the moisture between heaven and earth, he truly would not have noticed such a palm-width drop in the waterline.
"It's been a month without rain, hasn't it? But even if there hadn't been rain for a month, the waterline shouldn't have dropped this severely, should it?"
Countless thoughts flashed through Zhang Chen's heart, all manner of ideas flickering through his mind, but in the end he could not find any useful clue. He could only mutter, "Maybe the weather's simply too dry?"
After washing up, Zhang Chen headed into a cave and began the great cause of making gunpowder.
If chaos swept through the world in the future and he wanted the strength to protect himself, gunpowder was something he absolutely could not do without.
Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, another month had passed.
On this day, inside a certain cave, Zhang Chen looked at the two piles of powder before him, excitement flashing in his eyes. "This is the fruit of a month's hard work! This is the foundation that'll let me establish myself in a Chaotic World! So long as the gunpowder is pure enough, I can even blow that Fox Spirit to death!"
Zhang Chen looked at the two piles of prepared powder before him, delight filling his eyes, though his gaze was full of caution. These were sensitive explosives and insensitive explosives. One careless move, and it would become a disastrous accident.
Fortunately, Zhang Chen had long prepared for this. He took out a series of long ceramic tubes from behind him. They were not very thick, only as thick as the double-bang firecrackers of later generations. Zhang Chen cautiously poured the gunpowder into each ceramic tube, then carefully sealed them.
These were no ordinary ceramic tubes. They also contained iron filings, pellets, and other such objects. Once they exploded, they would become terrifying weapons of slaughter.
"There are twenty in all. That's enough to protect myself." Zhang Chen lifted the prepared undershirt, revealing more than thirty cloth pockets and straps sewn onto it. He carefully tucked the ceramic tubes into the pockets and tied them down with the straps to prevent them from exploding. After securing all twenty ceramic tubes, he happily left for the village.
He made up his mind that as long as he was alive, this gunpowder would never leave his body.
"I wonder when I'll obtain a skill to control flames. It'll be much more convenient to set off explosive packs then." Zhang Chen muttered to himself. "I also need to prepare some flint and make fuses. Then a complete explosive pack will be finished."
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