When the set mobile phone alarm clock rang tirelessly for the tenth time or the eleventh time, Song Yong finally opened his eyes in pain.

If he had a choice, he would have liked to sleep for a few days and nights.

However, it felt like the young man who had slept for a while, but he still bit his lip thickly and pressed the alarm clock set on his mobile phone.

What does that classic Chinese quote say:

By the way, there is no broken land, only tired oxen.

Originally, in Song Yong's body, in the previous time, because of the long-term insistence on a good time to get up, he developed the biological clock that woke up at dawn.

Under the huge physical exertion of the last few days, it was useless at all.

If it weren't for the Superman alarm that would call every minute as long as you left it alone, he really couldn't get himself to get on time.

At the same time, he has been continuously strengthened by the fire, and he can be said to be a macho man in terms of physical fitness.

The problem is that compared to the authentic witch who has been polishing his body with secret methods since he was a child, and cultivating martial arts in addition to cultivating witchcraft, the tough bone witch Jiang Ying's girl.

Song Yong, who comes from the modern plane, is still as weak as a delicate flower.

Song Yong can be sure that the other party did not use any evil arts, but just relied on his physical strength and talent as a woman to crush him alive.

It has to be said that this is a great tragedy......

As in the previous days, when Song Yong woke up again, he was the only one left on the soft big bed under him.

Mainly because the Venerable Tough Bone Witch always leaves before dawn, so as not to be discovered by more people about the secrets between them.

And in fact, the people of the Gray Rabbit tribe who know this secret are almost in triple digits!

With a big yawn in his mouth, Song Yong put on bloated clothes such as thermal underwear, woolen sweaters, and cold-proof clothes one by one.

In the midst of such a process, he could perceive the position of his poor lower back, where there was a palpable ache.

"What's the matter!Lao Tzu is not yet thirty years old, can anyone save me~" The young man who thought of this wailed in his heart.

Then the angel who came to save him appeared.

It was Gardenia, a girl whose cheeks were blown red, with a bowl of steaming broth, pushing the door of the No. 2 wooden house and striding in to bring him breakfast.

Not to mention, because of the huge physical exertion, Song Yong's stomach was already very hungry.

Therefore, even if the breakfast in the morning was this kind of broth that made him criticize, Song Yong hurriedly took over a huge bowl.

A big bite, still after the warm broth in the stomach.

Immediately, it was to lift Song Yong's spirits, but when he picked up the chopsticks and planned to bring him a piece of meat, he hesitated a little.

Mainly in the bowl of green wild vegetables, mixed with the strip-like object, a little suspicious.

Without waiting for Song Yong to ask the doubts in his heart, what are these strips of black meat?

In the mouth of this girl, Gardenia, the answer has already been given, an answer that makes Song Yong a little disgusting:

"Brother Yong, I specially found a large deer whip today, stewed for a long time and then came to replenish your body, this one has been smoked for a long time, it should taste very good, you will definitely like to eat it." ”

Instinctively, Song Yong wanted to shout loudly and let Gardenia take the buried thing in front of him away immediately.

Just kidding! A pure man like Brother Yong, and not like Li Erzhu and Boss Li, a middle-aged man who has to get up once or twice a night, is that a character who needs to be replenished?

It's a pity that he quickly reluctantly admitted:

That's right, I really need to make up for it.

Then, Song Yong picked up a strip of meat, closed his eyes and put it in his mouth, and began to chew hard.

Not to mention, it's really like what Gardenia said, after smoking it, this thing has a smoky taste that he loves in addition to the considerable texture and toughness in his mouth.

Just like the hometown of Hunan Province, the bacon that must be smoked before the Spring Festival every year,

In this way, Song Yong unconsciously ate and drank a large bowl of nourishing broth, and slapped his mouth unfinished.

Then, in front of the young man's eyes, it seemed that a new window had opened.

Charcoal, saltpeter, sulfur.

The above three materials, after being ground into powder, are combined in a certain proportion to be the kind of black powder used in ancient society.

Regarding this, as long as it is a human being in the modern plane, it can be said that everyone knows a little common sense.

And as Song Yong, who has seen a lot of crossings and overheads, he knows the best proportion.

This is thanks to the authors of those networks, because the protagonists of their pen often travel to the other world, and a large part of the characters will toss this thing.

Then, with this kind of big killing weapon, the entire Otherworld was flattened.

Similarly, in order to be a member of the crossing army, it is finally Song Yong's turn to make such an attempt.

I don't know, is it the cause of psychological suggestion?

Since Song Yong in the morning, after eating that bowl of tonic broth, he felt that his head was not dizzy, his eyes were not dizzy, his waist did not hurt, and his legs and feet were strong.

That is, in the primitive era of Gray Rabbit New Village, there is no concept of buildings.

Otherwise, Song Yong can still give everyone a performance, what is called going up to the fifth floor in one breath without effort.

In this way, with a state of high spirits, Song Yong took Six Fingers and several other craftsmen to find the materials for the gunpowder one by one.

First of all, there is charcoal, which is not much in the Gray Rabbit Tribe.

It's just that Song Yong didn't plan to use ordinary charcoal, but as early as this time, when he crossed over, he ordered this thistle, the logistics director, to take a few female comrades out of the house.

They came back from cutting down a number of sturdy willows on the edge of the great lake.

After hurrying up the time, a batch of high-quality charcoal was urgently fired.

This method is not that Song Yong is too poor and exquisite, because it is said that the charcoal made of wicker is the charcoal variety made of black powder.

Secondly, sulfur also has a part of the existence in the gray rabbit tribe.

Although the amount is not much, that is, about one rattan basket, about 200 catties, anyway, if it is used for experiments, it is completely sufficient.

As for the use of it, there is no need to worry too much.

Three days away, there is a small tribe called the River of Fire, and near the place where they live there is a large volcano.

The volcano still appears to show slight signs of activity, often erupting once in a hundred years.

Of course, it doesn't matter whether the volcano erupts or not, the important thing is where the volcano is located, but there are quite a lot of natural sulfur reserves.

If you want this thing, send a hundred or ten people to carry it, and you don't need much.

Finally, there is the source of saltpeter, which is also the only thing that gives Song Yong a headache.

Because according to the results of his questioning of all the tribal leaders in the meeting a few days ago, it seems that no natural saltpeter has ever been seen.

Here in the southwest region, there may be no natural saltpeter mines at all.

According to the relevant information he found in the modern plane, it is not impossible to replace.

Just go to the toilet in the village, collect the crust-like soil and salt flowers around it, and after soaking, filtering, steaming, etc., you can get the crystallization of saltpeter.

The problem is that it is estimated that in the entire southwest region, that is, the Gray Rabbit tribe, there will be toilets.

So how much saltpeter can be tossed out of a few toilets.

If you buy it in the modern plane, you can buy it as much as you want, but how to bring it here is a big problem.

With such a headache, after Song Yong gathered charcoal and sulfur, a group of people walked towards the location of the toilet with a fierce attitude.

Then, in the strange eyes of the many Yong brothers who have been busy and stupid because they have been too busy recently.

Song Yong scraped a layer of stinky toilet floors, and after a salt-boiling process, a small amount of saltpeter was in hand.