The correct way to open the elf

Chapter 296 Sweet

Except for Queen Linda, the other four bigwigs in the Cattail City Council either have a good relationship with Feng Yu like Bori and the dwarf chief, or are completely on Feng Yu's side like Allen.

After every meeting of the parliament's top leaders, Feng Yu would receive detailed meeting records sent privately by Allen. How could he not know that the dragon clan disliked a creature from another dimension like him?

"No wonder you, a kid who usually laughs so cheerfully, react so strongly when you mention the dragon clan." Demps said with a smile.

"You don't know, I have met the dragon elder Paul Jin several times. Although he appeared very calm, I could still sense his ill will towards me.

Although King Minai and Queen Linda of the Yuehua Royal Family don't like me, I haven't sensed any malicious intent from them to get rid of me."

"It's not surprising. Who told you to make such a powerful weapon? If we consider Gryn's personal strength, the dragon clan is the most dominant. They hit and run, all of them can fly, and the dragon language magic has great destructive power, so the dragon clan has no reason to worry.

The weak cannot defeat them, and the strong cannot afford to offend them because of the dragons on the Dragon Island.

But the emergence of your weapon system has enabled ordinary people to slay dragons, greatly reducing the deterrent power that the dragons imposed on the sky of Grion. How could they not hate you? !

And the dragons who claim to be the guardians of the plane also have reasons to dislike you... right? ! "

Feng Yu chuckled, "Okay, it's all my fault. But as long as I haven't played enough with this equipment, they can forget about it. If they really use the Soul Fire to create a Soul Fire Computer, then let alone the Dragon Clan, even if Saint Cromwell comes in person, I will have to compete with him."

"Is that computer you're talking about really that powerful?"

"Ask your daughter if she is good at algebra and geometry, and physics and chemistry?"

Looking at Demps's gaze, Nitia nodded heavily. She was now the most aggressive researcher in the Church of Scientology, specializing in "justice" research. It was useless for Demps to ask her.

"Then don't waste time. After you've dealt with the Golden City, go back and do your research."

"No hurry, there are still some things I need to figure out. If it's really as I think, our Xiangpu City will be prosperous.

Where's Clark? Marshall, get Clark here, and let's go find the source of the black oil that the people of the Golden City use to make fire. Bring all the airships and conduct a dragnet search."

Demps said, "What is this treasure? Is it the energy you mentioned?"

"Yes, it's the super energy source that everyone in our hometown envies, and it's a must-have in every dog-owning household."

Marshall ran over and said, "Teacher, I have gained something."

"found it?"

"No, the airship that carried the emperor's body sent a telegram saying that they found desert people grazing along the banks of the Nemo River along the way. They have confirmed that they are not ghosts."

"Call them back. No matter how much gold and silver we promise or our products, or even if we have to use force, we must let the desert people lead us to the place where the Golden City can get the black oil. If we encounter resistance, we can use some means."

Looking at Feng Yu's excited face, Marshall tactfully did not question the order, but went out to the alert airship to send a telegram.

"Deploy defenses in the Imperial City of Golden City and erect the drawbridge. This will be our base in Golden City from now on.

Each shift has a group and they will go from house to house to clear out the remaining undead, being careful not to damage the buildings.

As for valuables like gold, collect all that can be collected. This time we will have a good meal."

Feng Yu gave some instructions to Marshall who had returned, and took Clark onto the alert airship, heading towards the east coast. He didn't want to choose between gold and black gold, he wanted both.

Near an obvious man-made building in the east coast desert, the alert airship led by desert herdsmen landed first, and the airship Feng Yu was on also landed.

After landing, Feng Yu discovered that this was a cleverly designed funnel-shaped stairwell with good ventilation. On the stone steps for people to go up and down, there were artificially carved anti-slip marks that served as drainage.

Feng Yu walked down the stairs slowly and found a wooden barrel not far inside. There was some undried black oil at the bottom of the barrel. After he walked down a short distance, he saw what he was looking forward to.

Looking at the dark liquid at the end of the stone steps in front of him and the wooden barrel and ladle placed beside it, Feng Yu couldn't help but sigh that he was still too ignorant. At this moment, he could only think of one word to describe his mood. He thought for a long time and blurted out: "Fuck."

"Gun the zombies and scoop up oil from the ladle, and gold flies into your pocket. Hahahaha, I deserve to be rich."

Feng Yu threw his head back and laughed, extremely arrogant and inflated!

Not only did he laugh, he also squatted down and used an oil ladle to scrape the black oil, scratching the surface of the dust, scooped up a little from the shiny black oil inside, dipped some with his fingers, and licked it on the tip of his tongue.

Amid the desert herdsman's shouting, Feng Yu smacked his lips and said, "Damn, I got it. This thing is sweet."

Although he is not an oil expert, anyone who cares about oil knows that the easiest way to tell whether oil is good or bad is to lick it.

Of course, this is not the skill of the Big Foodie Empire to distinguish the composition of materials, but the oil itself has a smell.

Oil can be sweet or sour. The more sour the oil, the more corrosive substances such as sulfur it contains, and the worse the quality. On the contrary, sweet oil is good, with better quality and higher price.

He had thought of doing the same when he was on the city wall, but he was afraid that the desert people, with their different customs, would add something strange to it.

His physical condition now makes him not afraid of small amounts of toxins, bacteria, etc., but he is afraid of some things that would make him feel sick to death after knowing about them.

He knew that in some of the ignorant rituals in his hometown, the liquid used to drive away evil spirits would be added with strange things such as black dog blood and boy's urine.

When you are in a strange desert, you have to be careful. What if they mistake the xx that makes you angry for liquid gold? !
"Sir, the herdsmen said that kerosene is not edible." Clark reminded Feng Yu who seemed crazy.

"Master Darren, please don't let anything happen to you. Otherwise, I won't know who to ask for my reward." Clark stopped Feng Yu worriedly.

"I understand, I understand, I am just happy, hahaha~!

I will go back and take this herdsman friend to the place where the goblin airship crashed, and let him take whatever he wants.

I even saved the trouble of using a kowtow machine. This is so fucking weird. So cool!
Go get the container from our airship, fill it with more kerosene and go back to study it. Be careful and beware of sparks and other things, don't ignite the treasures in this pit."

(End of this chapter)