In a cottage with decent decoration, Ye Chen was surrounded by several town defense troops. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Okay, okay. I think we'll take care of that. A white-faced guard put away the quill in his hand.

Ye Chen tried not to let his eyes drift to the feather pen, but he still stared at this thing from time to time. Because, the ink of this fountain pen flies directly out of the inkwell and pours into the pen.

"Uh...... Good. Ye Chen retracted his eyes again, and asked with the mentality of giving it a try, "I think I may be able to use some resources in the town to defend...... Do you have a match factory? ”

"Yes, sir. What do you want to do? ”

Ye Chen paused and said, "There is something in the match head that can make people vomit after burning. I think that maybe they can spit it out based on this and relieve the parasitism of the bugs. ”

The guy smiled gracefully, "Really? You're really knowledgeable. ”

However, Ye Chen didn't reply to him with a thank you, but combed his hair by himself.

"......" the guy's smile froze on his face.

Before he could turn around and instruct his subordinates to give orders, Ye Chen stood up directly and walked out. As he was leaving, he slammed the door shut and grabbed his lab coat again.

“……”

The town defense army began to feel that there was something wrong with Ye Chen.

Ye Chen, accompanied by another town guard, came to a local match factory.

After inquiring about the location of the material room, Ye Chen walked straight over. From the bags of powder piled on the ground, he quickly found what he was looking for - sulfur.

Ye Chen no longer cared about how people extracted sulfur in this backward Middle Ages. Why matches were invented so early was not even more in his mind—he now only had sulfur in his eyes.

To verify the authenticity of the thing, he also brought a box of matches from outside. Throw away all the matches inside, and fill the matchbox with sulfur. Ye Chen directly lit the matchbox.

Bursts of smoke began to come out of the matchbox, Ye Chen leaned his nose over and sniffed it, quickly ran to the ground to the side and began to retch.

Immediately, Ye Chen raised his head excitedly again and sniffed it again. This time he did throw up. But he didn't vomit much, after all, he didn't eat breakfast, and his stomach was now empty.

After this guy vomited, not only did he not languish, but directly picked up a bag of sulfur on the ground, and the uncle of the town defense army next to him saw Ye Chen doing this, so he quickly hugged two bags of sulfur powder and ran out with Ye Chen.

As if he wouldn't get tired, Ye Chen ran directly to the square near the match factory and poured the sulfur directly on the ground.

Then he pulled out the sticks he was carrying from his pocket. Cut directly into small pieces with a scalpel.

Just as he was about to grind all the remaining sticks into powder, the town guard next to him directly stretched out his hand and kneaded all the wood into sawdust.

However, Ye Chen, this guy, didn't even say thank you, and directly mixed those powders and sulfur together. Then, he ran directly back to the match factory, ignored the surprised eyes of the workers next to him, and directly took away a large number of matchboxes.

Then he went back to where he was, put all the powder in a matchbox, and collected it.

The madman then picked up a matchbox and prepared to experiment directly on himself. Just as he was looking for fire everywhere, a white hand slapped him on the shoulder.

"Oh! Hey! Serena, say hello to your aunt for me. The frenzy on Ye Chen's face turned into surprise in an instant. How did you know I was here? ”

Serena directly snatched the matchbox from Ye Chen's hand: "Lord Nerul, isn't it good to always experiment with yourself...... I followed you when you came out of the town, didn't you see it? ”

Ye Chen was not angry when the things in his hand were taken away, but became more and more excited: "Huh? Is it...... But Serena, you're here just in time, help me light the fire. New weapons need to be experimented ......"

"My lord, I advise you not to ......" The town guards on the side also came up.

"Oh! Hey! Hey! Hey! Don't get in my way, you're joking with the safety of this town! Ye Chen was a little angry. This thing can't kill people! I'll just throw up for a while. ”

Serena next to her was a little helpless, so she could only throw the matchbox over: "Nerul, take it!" ”

Ye Chen was about to pick it up, but to his surprise, the matchbox exploded and burned directly in the air. All the gas rushed to Ye Chen's body.

"Gross!" A strong feeling of nausea surged up from Ye Chen's stomach. He began to throw up with his head down. For two minutes, Ye Chen was vomiting. In the end, he almost vomited out his stomach acid, and the whole person seemed to collapse.

A pair of hands held him up, and Ye Chen looked up and saw that it was Serena.

"How? Pleasantly surprised, right? Serena took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth carefully.

"Serena, you're so sweet." Ye Chen smiled bitterly. "I can't keep it off guard."

Serena smiled meaningfully suddenly.

She suddenly held Ye Chen's chin with her hand and looked at him affectionately: "My lord." ”

Ye Chen's heart beat fiercely, and he looked at Serena a little nervously. I want to open my mouth but I can't speak.

"Ye Chen, I like you." Serena suddenly hugged Ye Chen's waist.

"How do you know......" Ye Chen's pupils quickly shrank several times. Serena ...... Do you know who I am? ”

Serena didn't say anything. She raised her head and looked at Ye Chen affectionately: "Ye Chen, kiss me." ”

This sentence hit Ye Chen's heart like a boulder. Ye Chen's brain became blank, and he hugged Serena's neck and sent it to him fiercely.

However, he couldn't move his hand. As if petrified by Medusa, Ye Chen's arm was fixed there.

"My lord! What are you doing! A town guard squeezed his arms fiercely.

Ye Chen came back to his senses and found that he was holding a knife in his hand, the tip of which was pointed at him. His arms were stretched out, ready to be stabbed at his neck.

"Oh my God." Ye Chen's hands shook, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground, "I've already diluted the ingredients of the sawdust as much as possible...... Didn't expect ......"

His head was covered in cold sweat, and now it was falling down in large pieces.

Serena on the side hurriedly walked over with a handkerchief and helped Ye Chen carefully wipe the sweat on his head: "Lord Nerul, I told you not to experiment with yourself." ”

Ye Chen subconsciously stopped Serena's hand, and only let go after a while, and sat down on the ground in prostration: "I'm sorry...... It's me who is in too much of a hurry. Serena, did I just say something? ”

When Serena heard this, she suddenly understood something. But she quickly replied to Ye Chen: "No, no." ”

"Didn't he have amnesia? Or is there something he has that he has unbearable memories that have not been forgotten? Serena thought.

Ye Chen stood up again and put all the matchboxes into a small basket next to him: "Serena, I think they should be able to block those guys' attacks." ”

As he spoke, he looked into the distance uneasily, but he saw a group of people with blood-red eyes.