Chapter 128 New Device for Pants

I sighed, "Forbidden love." "The world seems so lonely and lonely at this moment!

"Ding Dong!" Suddenly, a system prompt came from me, which really startled me. On closer inspection, it turned out that it was another Corrietian bastard calling me. "Hello? What's the matter with you? I answered the phone and asked impatiently.

"I'm grass, have you been on it? What time are you going to let me wait until what time, hurry up and come over for me to do everything. When it's done, my sweetheart and I have to go hehe. Colliers' broken gong voice was as fierce as ever.

"Hey, your sister." I was in a bad mood, and immediately shouted, "Something is wrong with me here, it will take a while, you shut up for me and wait obediently." When I find a mage who can open the door, I'll be the first to come. ”

"You haven't started looking for a mage yet, I despise you......" Gao Li's nonsense is not ordinary.

"Got it, got it, I'll do it as soon as possible." After a perfunctory reply, I cut off the call. If you always listen to the noise, you will lose your life.

I took my breath and shook off the pants that were still holding my trouser leg to wipe my snot and tears, and explained to the people around me what I needed most urgently at the moment: "Comrades, put everything else aside, and the most important thing I need to do now is to be driven to Kadamo, the main city of the dwarves, in the shortest possible time. If you can't get there, someone will be very angry, and the direct consequence is that the legion will lose at least 100,000 gold coins of start-up capital, understand? ”

"One hundred thousand?" His pants were still rolling on the ground and screaming in pain, but now a grunt got up from the ground like a man who had nothing to do, and then asked me, "Ikarugo, where did you know such a rich man, please introduce me?" ”

"Yes, as long as you get to Kadanmo, the main city of the dwarves, it won't be a problem. But where do we go to find the mage to open the door? We also have a comrade with a yellow name here. I said worriedly.

The pants listened to my words and smiled: "Who said that only the mage can open the door, I can open it too!" ”

"You?!" I looked at him curiously, "When did you learn electrical magic?" ”

"Bragging!" Nepera wasted no time in sarcastically taunting him.

"Bragging?!" The beard of his pants began to shake again, which was a sign that he was personally starting to get excited, and he quickly pulled out a strange dark green mechanism from his backpack, placed it on the ground, and then said loudly, "Your great dwarf technician will never brag about flying pants, everything depends on real skills." Look, Gnome Engineering's newest product – the Space Ripper. ”

"What is this, what's the use?" I asked, looking freshly at the machine with many buttons and antennas and joysticks.

"Didn't I say it, it's called a space ripper. This is made by simulating the principle of opening a portal by an electric mage, and it can be used twice to charge it once, because the machine itself is relatively fragile, so it can only be used once every three days, which is much less efficient than that of a mage. The pants replied as he fiddled with the machine.

"How does this guy use it? Don't you need any power supply? "I couldn't figure out where the energy source of this thing was.

"Does the mage need to stick a plug in his body when he opens the door?" The pants glared back at me.

At this time, Rasil interjected: "If we go to Kadanmo, the main city of the dwarves, now, what about so many yellow jadeite ores here?" ”

"That's right. Chatting with you, I forgot about it. The pants stopped what he was doing and complained, "The container on our body will definitely not be able to take so much ore, so we will just leave, isn't it cheaper for the people who come behind?" ”

"Who said it was left to someone else? Do you have any more powerful bombs on you? Isn't it okay to get a timer and set it to explode a few seconds after we're gone? We can come back later when we have time and bring more containers to dig. The water flows for a long time, and you don't need to dig it all at once. "How to arrange this piece of yellow jadeite vein, I already have an idea in my heart, since I can't take it away, then bury it on the spot first, anyway, this place is currently known to a few of us. I pushed my pants with my hand, "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and get us to Kadamor, the main city of the dwarves." ”

The two miners, "rob me of the mine and kill you", forgot each other's eyes, and actually nodded in agreement. Haha, I know it's the effect of the resonance aura again, their level is much lower than mine, and the chance of exemption is naturally much smaller, and there are more cases of being persuaded by me.

After a short pause, the pants seemed to have the odd mechanical gadget in order. He beckoned to us: "Come on, everyone grab a handrail, the man with his left hand, the woman with his right hand, hold on." "Damn, here is still about men and women? I thought so in my heart, I didn't rush to act in the slightest, and honestly did what my pants told me. After we grasped the armrest, we found a black iron egg in our pants and carefully placed it on the ground. That would be some kind of ticking time bomb. After the pants were set to explode, he pulled out a pair of dark red mechanic sunglasses and put them on, and then reached out and grabbed a handrail himself. Finally, he put the fingers of his right hand on a red button and asked us one last question, "Are you all ready?" When I'm ready, I press it, and my body may feel a little cold, but don't worry, it's a completely normal reaction because this machine works ......"

"Hurry up and press me! Stop giving me nonsense, you idiot! "I'm going crazy, when will he get rid of his chattering bad habits.

"What's the fierce, can't I press it?" As if aggrieved, the pants pouted and pressed the button hard.

…………

It was as if nothing had happened, we were still in the tunnel, all around us quietly, only the countdown to the bomb "Didi" was sounding. The pants froze for a moment, then pressed the button a few more times, and nothing happened. He waved his palm and slapped the machine a few times, and pressed it a few more times, but there was still no response.

"I'm sorry, it looks like something is wrong with the machine." The pants laughed self-deprecatingly, and explained to us sheepishly.

"If there is a breakdown, repair it quickly!" I yelled at him.

"There's no rush to repair, let's stop the bomb first, and then turn it on when the repair is complete." Rachel's eyes never took off the bomb's countdown timer, as if the bomb was about to explode in the next second.

"No problem. Stop the bomb first, then repair it. The trouser skillfully picked up the wrench, removed a steel plate from the surface of the stand, and exposed a code entry inside, and the pants retracted the wrench, crouched down, moved his hand to the code input, and then stopped moving.

"Enter your password. What are you still doing? I urged him, because I saw that there was less than a minute left, and my pants had actually set the countdown to 2 minutes as I had arranged.

Beads of sweat came out of his forehead, and he said in a trembling voice, "I...... I forgot my password. ”

"Oh my God, you've forgotten how you forgot the most important things. Then run. I turned around and oiled the soles of my feet and prepared to slip away.

"Stop!" The pants shouted, "If we just leave, then this space ripper will definitely be destroyed by the bomb if we stay here, I only have one of this thing, we must take it with us." ”

"Don't you have a space storage belt? How did you take it out, how did you put him back? ”

"I just secretly stuffed a few pieces of yellow jadeite ore into it, and the bag is already full."

"That's in my bag, my bag is empty."

"The machine recognizes the owner, only my bag can be put."

"Then you pour out the ore and make some space."

"I just locked the bag and I have to wait five minutes to untie it."

"Damn, what kind of plane are you doing?"

Just as I was arguing with my pants quickly, Nepera, who had not spoken, stared at the countdown timer and interjected, "Sorry to excuse me, there are fifteen seconds left, thank you." ”

Resier sat down cross-legged with a calm face, and said, "It's too late, plus Nepera just now and the few seconds I've been talking now, we can't run out of the tunnel, wait for death." ”

I sat on the ground with my legs limp and collapsed, and I was not mistaken, why was my death so strange every time?

The bright red numbers of "six, five, four, three......" jumped smaller and smaller, and I seemed to have heard the long-lost system prompt again: the bomb explosion caused you xxx damage, you hung up, and death took away the experience points. I've been killed by lightning, I've been hit by a carriage, and now I'm going to be killed by a bomb from my own people, and my hope experience is probably the most varied in the whole "God Realm" game, is this lucky or unlucky?

The number jumped from one to zero, and my heart was in my throat at that moment, and Rasil stared at the countdown timer, opening wider and wider, and Nepera clasped her hands on her chest and did not dare to take a breath, and the pants screamed even more.

…… That second seemed like a whole year......

A year has passed, two years have passed...... Oh no, two seconds must have passed. I stretched out my left hand and touched my right hand, which was still alive, and then I stretched out my right hand and touched my left hand, which was also alive, and then I touched my face with both hands, and it was still alive. Wow, it's not dead, the bomb is a dud! We are saved, thank you for the new feeling that Gnome Technology has brought you!!

"What's your name?" I kicked on the pants that were still holding my head and wailing, "You are still alive, and your bomb is also a fake and shoddy product." ”

"Huh?!" The pants froze blankly for two seconds, then locked his eyes on the black iron egg, and immediately burst out laughing, "I'm still alive, I'm still alive." Aha. ”

He had only laughed twice, and three furious men had already flown up and crushed him under him, fists, clubs, staffs, shovels, and riding boots (of the barbed kind) all beckoned to his diminutive body. "Make you laugh, make you laugh." "How dare you laugh out loud." "Yes, beat him to death, don't give me face." The ungraceful shouting and scolding and the screams of the pants mixed into a beautiful symphony.