Doomsday America

Chapter 135 Humic Aggregates and Liquid CO2 Phase Transition (10k)

Thinking of this, Gavin stopped the water flow and let the warm wind dry him.

He quickly rubbed his hair, then approached the full-length mirror and took a closer look at his scars.

It's a little swollen, but it's not a big problem. I imagine that once the swelling goes down, this scar will even add some extra charm to my appearance.

A little bit... more suitable for the temperament of a leader in the apocalypse.

Gavin walked out of the bathroom with a smile, then quickly stopped the raven that was trying to climb on him.

Seeing Gavin stop him, the crow, which had already taken flight, nimbly darted past Gavin, and then...

He slammed his head into the bathroom glass!

Boom!
After the muffled thud, Gavin glanced at the glass with a pained expression.

Fortunately, it wasn't smashed, and the big crow was fine, just shaking its head on the ground, looking dizzy.

Seeing this, Gavin scooped up the large raven and placed it on the desk.

"I know you don't understand, but I still have to say it: don't climb on me when I'm not wearing clothes. Do you know how sharp your claws are?"

After making a joke, Gavin went to the side to get dressed before calling the bewildered raven back to his shoulder.

The raven's eyes darted around a couple of times, especially glancing at Gavin's clothes, before it pounced on Gavin's shoulder, seemingly understanding but not quite.

Gavin pushed open the door with the crow and saw Cao Xinyan standing on the sentry post, turning her binoculars with one hand and looking into the distance.

Little Feng Baobao is currently fast asleep, with a vest draped over Cao Xinyan's chest.

So Gavin abandoned his plan to exchange pleasantries and went straight downstairs into the lobby.

He originally wanted to chat with Cao Xinyan for a bit, since Feng Minglu and Cao Xinyan's family had basically passed the observation period.

I no longer need to listen to their whispers.

I no longer need to worry that their whispers will reveal any information that could be harmful to the camp.

It's a pity, though, that the child was sleeping so soundly, and I was just disturbing them by going over there.

Honestly, taking care of children is tiring, and it's even more tiring in a new camp in a post-apocalyptic environment. I won't bother waking up other people's children and causing them trouble.

Gavin then arrived at the entrance to the hall and was immediately surrounded by a group of kittens.

Seeing the kitten approach, the raven glanced down at it, then began to preen its feathers with an air of nonchalance.

Well, the predator is too small; there's no need to bother with it. If you really need to be on guard, you should be on guard against that huge one outside.

So the big raven preened its feathers while glancing at the big Maine outside the door.

At the same time, Big Maine excitedly started pawing at the window.

Gavin raised his hand to open the door, then kicked away the large cat that was lunging at him, before arriving at the door of the old manor's medical room.

Seeing Gavin approach, Bella looked around and whispered an explanation to him.

"Boss, you're here. Old Bert is giving Madison a massage, Doris is cooking, and Martin has taken Steve back to his room to rest."

"Well, I see."

Gavin didn't pay attention to the missing figure and went straight into the medical room to chat with old Bert for a bit.

Gavin breathed a slight sigh of relief after learning about Madison and Steve's situation.

They stayed in the medical room for nearly twenty minutes. After Old Bert finished his entire massage routine, Gavin helped Madison, while Bella pushed Old Bert, and they all returned to the manor together.

Looking at the time, it was almost time to eat, so Gavin simply sat down at the table and waited.

Beside Gavin, Eugene absentmindedly smoked a cigar, occasionally shaking his leg.

Nikita nervously turned the pages, sometimes instinctively flipping to the next page after only a few seconds.

After flipping through three pages in a row, Nikita admitted that she couldn't get into the novel at all, and then she spoke to Gavin.

"Sir, should I have taken the day off? If I had been here, would things have turned out this way?"

"What's it like now?"

Hearing Nikita's words, Gavin chuckled and curled his lip, saying...

“Girl, where’s your composure? If you stay calm, you’ll be able to imagine what would happen if you were added to an operation that would cause problems for me, Mike, and Steve at the same time.”

"It's already pretty good. Although we've suffered some injuries, none of us will miss lunch."

"But what if you were also in the operation this morning? Is your head harder than Steve's, or your ankles stronger than Madison's?"

"Do you want me to be unable to sit here and chat with you, but instead hold you and cry out loud while you are basically incapacitated, or even dead?"

"Stop it, little girl, I never act like a melodrama when I'm in a relationship~"

At this point, Gavin glanced at Nikita, whose gaze was unconsciously darting away. He wondered what Nikita was thinking; her aloof demeanor was almost crumbling.

Immediately afterwards, Gavin turned to look at the hall, where he vaguely heard the garage door open.

As Gavin looked towards the hall, Nikita pursed her lips, looking at the scar on Gavin's eye with a bitter expression.

But as she was looking, her eyes met those of the crow.

At that moment, Nikita opened his mouth in a daze.

I just gambled on a day off and slept in late in the morning, so why did I miss out on so much?

At the same time, Lao Feng and William walked from the garage into the side corridor.

As they rushed into the hall, William shouted to Gavin, slightly staggering.

"Boss, are you okay?"

"It's too far away, I can't hear you!"

Gavin yelled at William from over 170 meters away, and then William had already entered the blind spot of the corridor from the second-floor restaurant.

A few dozen seconds later, William and Old Feng came to Gavin's side, their eyes focused on Gavin's swollen eye sockets.

"Boss, why are your eyes so swollen? Did you take any medicine? Are you sure they're not inflamed?"

Old Feng asked with concern.

And William.

"Aha, boss, you look incredibly handsome now! Trust me, this scar really brings out your charisma!"

With just a couple of greetings, Gavin sensed the subtle differences between Eastern and Western cultures, so he waved to the two of them and smiled.

"Don't worry, I'm fine. But Lao Feng, do you know how to make Kung Pao Chicken? If you do, let's have it for dinner tonight. I'm craving it."

At this point, Gavin turned to Lao Feng, who, after a slight pause, quickly nodded and said.

"How could I not? Don't worry, boss, I'll go pick out a few plump chickens from the freezer this afternoon!"

After saying that, Lao Feng and his companion returned to their respective seats.

Meanwhile, Gavin also relayed the message that dinner was served over the walkie-talkie.

This was the first time everyone had been notified by Gavin to have dinner, and the atmosphere at the meal was rather strange. While eating, people's eyes couldn't help but linger on the crow on Gavin's shoulder.

Ravens are omnivorous, so they can probably eat anything Gavin can eat, and they can even taste it.

The meal was rather unappetizing, as the setback in the field operation inevitably had a negative impact on team morale.

But the big crow ate with exceptional relish; this human food was damn delicious!

After finishing his meal, Gavin glanced at the time; it wasn't even noon yet. This morning had gone by too quickly.

So he simply kept most of the people at the table.

He lit a cigarette, casually scooped up the ashtray and brought it to himself, then smiled and addressed the crowd.

"Guys, let's talk about that mess I came across this morning. I thought of a few solutions this morning, but I'm not sure which one to use yet."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gavin took out his phone, switched to the photo screen, and showed it to everyone.

The field crew members who went on the mission in the morning were not surprised, but Sariel immediately exclaimed after looking at her phone.

"My God, are you sure this thing can actually move? Isn't this the humic aggregate from the game?"

"A humic aggregate?"

Hearing Sariel's words, Gavin looked at Sariel with some curiosity and asked.

"Are there any monsters with this name in the game? I've played some games, but I've never heard of this name before?"

"Boss, this isn't from the official game, it's from a fan-made mod for Resident Evil 5. The corpses piled up in the sewers and formed a mass, but I guarantee that mass wasn't nearly as big as this one!"

Sariel explained to Gavin in a low voice.

Upon hearing this, Gavin nodded knowingly. It turned out to be content from a mod; no wonder he hadn't played it before.

For Gavin, the only similar humic aggregates he could think of were probably the aggregate monsters of the Fallen Lord, or the fungal aggregates in Resident Evil 8.

In short, at least before 2013, even in the wildly imaginative gaming world, the fusion of countless corpses had not yet been considered a way to create bosses.

After all, modeling that thing is too much work...

In short, after listening to Sariel's words, Gavin simply banged on the table, making his final decision.

"I was originally worried about what to name this big guy, but now I don't have to worry anymore. Let's call it Humus Aggregate. It's a perfect name, isn't it?"

"Wait, boss!"

As soon as Gavin finished speaking, Adriana crossed her legs sexily and said to Gavin.

"Didn't you say you wanted to give it a scary name? But 'humic aggregate' isn't that scary, is it? And... to be honest, for someone like me who isn't very educated, my first reaction to this name is that I don't understand it. I can't even imagine what it would look like!"

After saying that, Adriana reached into Eugene's pocket and snatched a pack of cigarettes.

After taking out two cigarettes, she simply kept the cigarette pack and threw one to Eugene.

Eugene took the cigarette and gave Adriana the middle finger with annoyance.

Meanwhile, across from Adriana, Horst watched Adriana and Eugene interact, his back teeth practically grinding to dust!
Meanwhile, Gavin smiled and nodded as he listened to Adriana's question, and continued.

"Whether it's humic aggregate or fungal aggregate, these names are quite fitting. As for using the name to make people wary, why not give it a simpler pseudonym? What do you think of calling it a 'moving corpse mountain'?"

"Uh……"

The group looked at each other, then nodded to one another.

Humic aggregates or fungal aggregates sound technical, but they're not intuitive; as for moving corpse mountains...

This is fucking so obvious!
After quickly finalizing the name of the group, Gavin continued after the last person had seen the photo.

"In short, the appearance of zombies has brought too many strange and bizarre things, but since they have already appeared, we can only deal with them."

“In any case, I can’t let this thing continue to lie dormant in Richard Town, because I’m not sure if it will undergo other changes if it survives for too long.”

Upon hearing Gavin's words, Horst glanced at Adriana, then resolutely spoke up.

This was the first time he had expressed his opinion in front of so many people. He whispered to Gavin.

"Boss..."

"Ok?"

Gavin was genuinely taken aback. He hadn't expected Horst to step forward like this; it was the first time ever!

Horst, meeting Gavin's gaze, swallowed hard, then extended his right hand, raised one finger, and continued speaking.

"I...I have something I want to say...I don't know if I can..."

"Ha, go ahead and say it. It's okay. When I punished you, there was no rule that forbade you from speaking, buddy."

Gavin nodded, while Horst took a deep breath and continued.

"Okay, then I said, I think we don't need to worry about it at all, we..."

"What utter nonsense, Horst! I knew you wouldn't spout anything good!"

Before Horst could finish speaking, Eugene, who was next to Gavin, slammed his fist on the table and started cursing at Horst.

As Eugene unleashed his fury, Horst froze for a moment, then glanced at Adriana before continuing, bracing himself against Eugene's onslaught.

"Dude, please let me finish, okay? I promise I have a reason this time, can't you just let me finish!"

boom!
At that moment, Horst actually slammed his hand on the table, and the action made Eugene laugh in exasperation.

Eugene sneered and nodded, cursing dismissively.

"Fine, keep talking, you piece of shit. I'd like to see what comes out of your mouth!"

"Okay, then I'll say it. You can refute me after I've finished... it's not too late..."

Horst was still a little uneasy, and his tone was somewhat hesitant. He turned to Gavin and began to explain.

"Boss, with that thing staying put in the middle of town, it seems like we don't need to fight it!"

"Of course, I know you're worried about its evolution, but what I'm trying to say is, even if we get rid of this big guy in the town, then what? How many similar things will there be around the world?"

"This kind of thing, once there's a stampede by the zombies, will leave behind at least a lot of piles!"

"We can now deal with the aggregates in Richard Town, and perhaps in the future we can also deal with the aggregates that may exist in other surrounding towns."

"But what about Dallas, such a big city? Surely it's not like a stampede will never happen?"

"And then there's Houston, San Antonio, Austin, and Oklahoma. It's clear that since the aggregate has already appeared, it's definitely not an isolated case, is it?"

"In other words, boss, we can certainly try to deal with the aggregates in Richard Town, but in doing so, wouldn't we also lose the opportunity to observe the aggregates?"

"Now that we've dealt with the smaller aggregates, what about the future? If some inexplicably massive aggregates move from Dallas all the way to here, will our decision to stop observing the small town's aggregates cause us to lose the ability to deal with those future massive aggregates?"

"All we know is that it is a lump of flesh and blood, and probably fears everything that carbon-based life forms would fear, but beyond that, we know nothing about its habits or characteristics, do we?"

At this point, Horst took a deep breath and then glanced at Adriana again.

Noticing Horst's gaze, Gavin licked his lips and had to admit that Horst, a relatively timid conservative, had given him advice from a different perspective.

Gavin's perspective was different from most people's; upon hearing Horst's suggestion, he immediately knew it was merely a temporary measure to buy time.

After all, no matter how the aggregate develops, its very existence is a huge threat to the camp, because it is less than 100 kilometers away from the camp!

Even if they let the aggregate take shape, they will still have to face the final problem: how to destroy it!
But in this process, Horst made two very accurate points.

First, there must be a huge number of aggregates around the world, including major cities in the United States and Texas. Gavin, even just thinking about it, thought of the huge pile of corpses under the overpass in downtown Costa Rica.

That pile of corpses was much bigger than the one in Richard's town!

As for Horst's second point, which is correct, it is indeed possible that observing the small aggregates in Richard Town could help them obtain more information!
Gavin genuinely didn't want to see the aggregate ultimately take shape.

But in the countless cities that Gavin cannot see, there will always be a few aggregates that eventually take shape.

How could Gavin possibly have the ability to travel across countless cities and bring annihilation to the aggregates within each city?

He doesn't have that ability!
Even if he flew a helicopter with fuel and set all the cities on fire, turning the remnants of human civilization into "ruins" of human civilization in advance!
Even if he decides to do that, the helicopter's flight range is still a big problem.

Thinking of this, Gavin couldn't help but take off his hat and nod seriously to Horst.

“You have a point, Horst. Perhaps you should speak up more in the future, as that would give me different perspectives to consider.”

As he spoke, Gavin couldn't help but remind himself.

He must, while preserving his authority as much as possible, give everyone the right to speak!
After all, even someone as cowardly as Horst, who was considered a half-good-for-nothing by most people and not trustworthy, was still a threat.

They are also capable of offering sound advice!

At the dining table in the distance, Horst immediately showed a surprised expression upon hearing Gavin's words. He hadn't expected to receive Gavin's affirmation!

At that moment, Gavin's image in his eyes instantly transformed from a villain in a movie and the leader of the sports bullying team at school into a leader who might actually have some brains. Meanwhile, Eugene pursed his lips unhappily, raised his hand, tapped the table in front of Gavin, and asked...

"Boss, no way, you're not really backing down, are you? Just because of those few words he said, we're going to leave such a dangerous thing lying around in the town?"

"Are you kidding me? Just thinking about what that thing looked like makes me nauseous. I barely ate any of the barbecue at lunch today!"

"But I'll listen to you, boss. If you say you want to observe, then we'll observe, but I only have one stance."

"Once we observe to the very end, once we've observed the results, that thing will inevitably die sooner or later!"

At this point, Eugene looked up at Madison and the others, seeking their support with his eyes.

Meeting Eugene's gaze, Madison took a deep breath and nodded.

“That’s right, boss, Eugene is right. No matter what form the aggregate takes, we have to get rid of it!”

"So I think, even if you decide to observe the aggregate for a while, boss, we must come up with a plan that can ensure its destruction during this time!"

"That's right!"

As soon as Madison finished speaking, Old Feng tentatively spoke up.

As he spoke, Lao Feng glanced at everyone without making a sound.

He deliberately spoke at this moment. On the one hand, Gavin, as the leader, had not yet spoken and was only waiting to express his opinion, so his speaking at this time would not make Gavin feel interrupted.

On the other hand, he didn't like to do the kind of attention-grabbing things that Horst did, so he deliberately waited until Eugene and Old Mike, the two absolute core members of the team, had spoken before he spoke up.

In this way, he not only avoids putting himself in a difficult position, but also subtly elevates his status within the team, since neither Steve nor Nikita have spoken up.

Unfortunately, Gavin had no idea what Lao Feng was thinking, otherwise he probably would have questioned Lao Feng about whether he wanted to take the civil service exam!
At this moment, Old Feng spoke with certainty.

“I support Madison’s view, but Mr. Horst also has a point.”

This was another example of his cleverness, because at today's meeting, Horst and Eugene were the key figures of their respective viewpoints, and whichever he supported, the other side would remember it.

Therefore, he chose to support another of Eugene's supporters in order to divert his own attention, while also trying to smooth things over with Horst.

He just continued speaking.

"In my opinion, Mr. Horst has a point. In today's operation, the extent of Steve's concussion recovery is still unclear, and Madison, who is the second strongest among us, has also suffered a foot injury and is unable to participate in fieldwork."

"Most importantly, boss, you're injured too. Richard Town is littered with corpses right now, and I'm very worried that your wounds will get infected!"

"So we might as well do as Horst suggested and observe the aggregate for a while!"

At this point, Old Feng immediately turned to Eugene, whose dissatisfaction was written all over his face, and said to Eugene.

“Eugene, don’t rush, I haven’t finished speaking yet. I think you’re right too, because just like Madison said, once we observe the results, we’ll get rid of it sooner or later!”

"At the same time, whether we're developing a plan to take him out or taking preliminary steps to prepare for our plan, it all takes time, doesn't it?"

"Since we can't take it down this afternoon, why don't we wait? Maybe we can achieve a win-win situation: we can get information about it and kill it at the same time. I think that's the best outcome!"

"But it's also possible that we'll get an even stronger aggregator, ruining all our original plans, Feng!"

Suddenly, Nikita spoke to Feng Minglu.

Noticing Nikita's words, Old Feng took a deep breath, then nodded and smiled wryly.

"You're right, after all, no plan can be so perfect that it's without any flaws."

"But I still stand by my opinion. We continue to prepare our plan to strangle it, but we don't need to rush. We can give it more time to observe it."

Having said that, Lao Feng chose to shut up, because he had already made his point clear, and the rest of the time should be left to others, especially Gavin.

And Steve...

Well, Steve has no opinion right now. He just sits there swaying from side to side, like he's drunk.

At the same time, Nikita turned to Gavin and spoke.

"Sir, what do you think we should do?"

"I……"

Gavin glanced at Nikita. He thought that although the girl was smart and calm, she was still a long way from becoming a civil servant, because he was not yet at the point where he should be making arbitrations and decisions.

Moreover, Gavin noticed that Martin was not distracted at this moment, but was thinking about something very seriously.

Gavin then looked at Martin and smiled.

"Martin, as a professional hunter, isn't an aggregate also a type of prey? So what's your opinion?"

“Me? I already have an idea, but we need to go to Gonzalez first.”

Martin gave a lazy reply and casually took out a cigarette and lit it.

For him, it felt great to come up with ideas within the team, giving Martin a rare sense of being noticed!

Gavin, however, was drawn in by Martin's words.

"Gonzalez..."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but ponder why Martin had brought up this place.

Of course, Gavin dislikes raising questions in areas where he knows nothing, thereby highlighting his own ignorance as a leader.

But Eugene doesn't care about that.

Eugene immediately started cursing at Martin.

"Hey, Redhead, why the hell are you bringing up Gonzalez? Have you seen a similar aggregator there?"

Upon hearing this, Martin lazily flicked his cigarette ash and chuckled.

"No, no, no, I've never seen one, and I don't want to see one of those monstrous things. But Gonzalez has some good stuff that might come in handy in this situation!"

"That's right!"

As soon as Martin finished speaking, old Bert, who was not far away, clapped his hands lightly and said...

“Gavin, I’ve got it. Martin is right. There are mines in Gonzalez, and they’re not oil fields, so there are a lot of mineral emulsion explosives in Gonzalez, and of course, there are also detonators.”

"Mining emulsion explosives?"

Upon hearing Old Bert's words, Gavin emphasized that this was a solution he really liked.

As Gavin murmured, Eugene couldn't help but purse his lips and speak up.

"Why go through all that trouble? That pile of junk can be taken care of with a fire. At worst, we can dig a big enough pit for him."

"I think if there's just enough soil to fit him, we can dig up about 1,800 tons of soil, and the pit will be big enough to keep that thing stuck!"

After saying that, Eugene raised his hand and gave Martin the middle finger.

As Eugene finished speaking, not far away, Sariel suddenly spoke to Gavin.

"No, no, no, don't set fire! God, don't set fire!"

"Uh……"

Martin immediately glared at Sariel with displeasure, while Sariel, after a brief moment of panic, continued speaking.

"Believe me, Eugene, setting it on fire may seem like the simplest option, but it's definitely the worst!"

"Martin's suggestion is good, but his mention of mining emulsion explosives reminded me of something. Why can't we use liquid nitrogen?"

At this point, Sariel raised his plump hand and drew an arc on the table, continuing to speak.

“Although Gonzalez has mines, we haven’t been there. If we choose liquid nitrogen, there are two large liquid nitrogen storage and transportation companies near Houston: Linde and Air Products.”

"Among them, Air Products' Lake Charles liquid nitrogen storage center is located outside the eastern border of Texas, which is much farther away, so we will not consider it."

"But Linde Industries' liquid nitrogen storage center is near Lake Livingston, which you visited, boss!"

At this point, Sariel looked at Gavin and said with particular admonition.

"Boss Gavin, my godfather, please do not start a fire in this exceptionally lush area of ​​central Texas, especially now that it is the driest part of the dry season!"

"At this time of year, the snow has long since melted, and strong winds are raging, but there's no way it's going to rain!"

"With just a dozen or so of us, even if we bring two fire trucks, we can't easily extinguish the flames on a pile of corpses with thousands of bodies gathered together, because it's an oil-based fire, and water is very weak at extinguishing it!"

"Believe me, I've seen the disasters caused by fire. I... Anyway, liquid nitrogen should be a good solution, what do you think, boss?"

At this point, Sariel looked at Gavin with a mixture of anticipation and sadness.

Gavin's eyes lit up, and he raised his hand to give Sariel a thumbs up.

"I think you're a genius, buddy!"

Gavin remembered that there were many liquid nitrogen storage and transportation centers near Houston after Sariel reminded him.

After all, Houston is the petrochemical industrial center of Texas, and NASA's rocket launch site is also in Houston, so how could Houston lack refrigeration materials like liquid nitrogen!
Just as Gavin was thinking this, not far away, old Bert couldn't help but roll his eyes at Sariel and start cursing.

“Sariel, my chubby child, since you’ve already thought of cryogenic mining methods through emulsion explosives in mining, why are you only thinking about liquid nitrogen and forgetting about the more commonly used liquid CO2 oil recovery technology and blasting technology in mining?”

"Texas is the state in the US that uses liquid carbon dioxide the most to improve oil extraction efficiency. And as far as I know, although the critical low temperature of liquid CO2 is not as high as that of liquid nitrogen, its cooling rate is more than ten times that of liquid nitrogen!"

"As for the temperature difference, liquid nitrogen can cool down to about -180 degrees Celsius, while liquid CO2 can cool down to -110 degrees Celsius. Moreover, the cooling speed is much faster and stronger than that of liquid, and it also has an explosive effect!"

At this point, old Bert spread his hands and continued to smile at Gavin.

“Gavin, we don’t need to fly that far in a transport helicopter to achieve our goal.”

"The oil fields in the Native American settlement are only about 90 kilometers away from us as the crow flies. Even including the roads and the towns we have to avoid along the way, it's less than 110 kilometers away."

"So you see, fire is just one of countless methods. Besides, I'm also a bit worried about the fire, since there's no fire department to help us right now."

As he finished speaking, old Bert smiled and looked at Gavin.

After a brief moment of thought, Gavin addressed the members with their varied expressions.

"Great job, guys! I didn't expect you guys to have so many ideas!"

"Now let's look at the pros and cons of these ideas."

"If we're going to set a fire, we need to dig a large enough pit, at least 1,800 cubic meters, which is about 15 meters long and wide, and at least 8 meters deep..."

Digging a hole sounds easy, it's just digging a hole, how difficult can it be?
But what they were going to bury was a cone-shaped, mobile mountain of corpses, more than 15 meters in diameter and more than 6.5 meters high, and they also had to make sure that the thing was absolutely unable to climb up!
If you stand on the ground and look at it, it's only about that big.

But when you look at it upside down... what a huge pit it is!

The length and width must be at least 15 meters, which means the area of ​​the pit must be at least 225 square meters!
To be honest, how many people can actually live in a house larger than 220 square meters?

With such a large area, we still need to dig seven or eight meters deep to ensure that the aggregate cannot escape. This is not something that can be done just by talking!
The impact of soil conditions on construction must also be considered during this period...

Honestly, just considering the sheer scale of the project, Gavin really doesn't want to consider this option.

Hearing Gavin's words, Eugene also sensed something was wrong, so he took a deep breath and patted his head in frustration.

"Bullshit, I wouldn't even want to dig such a big hole myself..."

"But at least it's a plan, Eugene. Don't be discouraged. If all other methods fail, we'll still have to use this one!"

Gavin reassured Eugene, then turned to the crowd and continued.

"As for Martin's proposal, the mining emulsion explosive, if we use this proposal, the only place we know of that definitely has such explosives is the Gonzalez mining area that Martin mentioned."

"This distance is a bit far, at least 500 kilometers or more, so let's wait and discuss it later."

"Sariel's method, liquid nitrogen, is a good approach. Low-temperature quick-freezing opens up new ideas, and it is a solution that is completely contrary to fire."

"However, if we use this method, all we need to do is find liquid nitrogen, then take a helicopter to the top of the polymer and dump the liquid nitrogen down."

"The aggregate is only six or seven meters high, so it can't jump high enough. We only need to fly ten meters. A ten-meter drop won't cause the liquid nitrogen to evaporate quickly."

"But this plan also requires traveling back and forth between the camp and Lake Livingston, a distance of about 350 kilometers, and will also waste time recording data."

"In addition, even if we use liquid nitrogen to completely freeze the polymer into ice, we still need to crush the polymer afterwards to prevent the frozen polymer from returning to its original state after cooling."

"Although theoretically no carbon-based organism can withstand cryogenic freezing, what I fear is that polymers will continue to act irrationally!"

When Gavin said this, everyone around him understood his choice.

Gavin then looked at old Bert and continued.

"Therefore, among many options, I prefer the liquid CO2 phase change technology proposed by Robert Burt, which uses liquid carbon dioxide to kill the polymer."

"Because liquid CO2 requires high-pressure storage, the container for liquid CO2 itself is a high-pressure bomb that will not produce an open flame!"

"Liquid CO2 releases pressure comparable to that of an explosive the instant it changes from high pressure to normal pressure, which is why liquid carbon dioxide cylinders can be used for mine blasting!"

"Therefore, by using this method, the polymer will face both explosive and cryogenic treatments simultaneously, ensuring that we can remove it more thoroughly!"

"Besides, there's an even better reason to use liquid carbon dioxide: even if we can't find large quantities of liquid carbon dioxide containers at the oil field, we can still use this method!"

"Because the fire extinguishers that are everywhere in Texas are just liquid CO2 cylinders, and Texas itself is the state with the most mature liquid CO2 technology. Those fire extinguishers are everywhere in my resort area, and I've used them to get through a lot of fire inspections!!"

At this point, Gavin slammed his hand on the table, making a definitive statement.

"So we used this method to collect fire extinguishers from every room in the resort!"

"On the other hand, we also need to explore the Indian settlement oil fields and search for potentially large-scale liquid carbon dioxide containers. Even if we don't need it this time, that liquid carbon dioxide can be used for fire prevention or to deal with other larger aggregates!"

As he finished speaking, Gavin crossed his arms and looked at everyone with his calm gaze.

And the people around them...

After hearing Gavin's summary, the team's morale immediately soared, and the low-spirited atmosphere they had before the meal was gone!

Eugene nodded hastily.

"That's a good idea, boss. So how do we detonate the fire extinguisher? Should I find a few grenades, make a cluster grenade, and tie a rope to it to create a manually detonating device?"

"Boss, I can also find some gunpowder and make a simple timed detonation device!"

Old Feng picked up on Eugene's words and excitedly said to Gavin.

Hearing what Lao Feng and the other man said, Gavin nodded emphatically.

"That's right, that's what we'll do!"

He spoke very quickly.

"All we need to do is put enough containers filled with liquid carbon dioxide in the truck, then put the explosives in the very center of the containers, and then lure the polymer to crush the truck under it!"

"It likes to do that, doesn't it? Our bulldozers and trucks were run over like that this morning!"

"But this time, we're going to send it a liquid CO2 bomb vehicle. And when the liquid carbon dioxide explodes, it will completely engulf the flames from the grenade and gunpowder explosions, eliminating the final risk of fire!"

"After all, liquid carbon dioxide is a fire extinguisher, haha!"

At this point, Gavin couldn't help but laugh, because this is what truly makes humans so amazing.

The strength of human civilization lies in the human mind.

Use your wisdom to develop enough solutions for every situation you face, and then choose the one with the highest success rate and the least loss to execute!
This is the true foundation upon which humanity has triumphed over countless powerful enemies and stood at the top of the food chain.

At this moment, after Gavin and his team had perfected the plan to this point.

Even before the plan had begun, Gavin could already foresee its success!
And the team members around them...

Especially the team members who actually faced the aggregate this morning...

They all had expressions of pure satisfaction on their faces!

Only Steve… He pursed his lips in confusion, then joined in with a laugh.

"Hey boss, liquid nitrogen is a great idea! I want some ice cream!"

(End of this chapter)