107: The power of a grenade! One grenade can level a mountain!

Steel Regiment, original location of the Cookhouse Squad.

The soldiers were packed tightly, each standing there with a worried expression.

What to do?

The vegetable garden could be replanted, but the Cookhouse Squad's cooking area was gone... What would they eat tonight?

"Heavens above!"

"What a sin!"

The Cookhouse Squad Leader shouted loudly.

There's a saying that's true: a soldier on the battlefield cannot lose his gun.

And for the Cookhouse Squad, their guns, their field artillery guns, were those iron woks, those iron ladles... Gone, all gone.

Su Yun stood by the mound, speechless and ashamed.

This shouldn't be, how could one grenade blow it up?

Even if it blew up, how did it... cause the small hill to collapse?

Damn it... was today's fortune minor auspiciousness with minor ill omen?

What the minor auspiciousness was, he wasn't sure yet.

The minor ill omen, he understood... Su Yun flicked Chang Wei, who was in his arms, on the head.

He said, "Learned your lesson, haven't you?"

"If I had known you dug up a grenade, I wouldn't have thrown it..."

Chang Wei cried "Owooo owoo."

How old was he?

How could he tell the difference between a grenade and a sweet potato?

They were all round anyway.

Chang Wei's ears and tail drooped, and he looked wronged.

At this moment, the nearly ten million fans in the livestream room erupted.

— — [Oh oh oh! Roasted sweet potato or roasted grenade?]

— — [How can a 37° mouth say such heartless words!]

— — [The familiar taste, the familiar recipe, it's still the Brother Su I know!]

— — [Haha... Brother Su, stop scolding. A master like him deserves a Chang Wei like that.]

— — [One dares to dig, one dares to throw...]

— — [Brother Su is still performing steadily, one grenade, a collapsed mountain and sunken ground...]

— — [If Brother Su did this, I'd believe it. If anyone else did it, I'd immediately call it special effects!]

— — [Cookhouse Squad Leader: Huh? If you don't give me roasted sweet potatoes, I won't eat! What do you mean by blowing up my vegetable garden?]

— — [If people hadn't held him back, I feel like the Cookhouse Squad Leader really would have fought Su Yun!]

— — [Where is my imperial seal of china? I want to see the imperial seal of china!]

Tens of millions of netizens in the livestream room watched with great enthusiasm.

Crucially, everyone enjoyed the spectacle and didn't mind making a big deal out of it.

Some old fans were already excited, their blood boiling.

And those Qingbei University Archaeological Experts and museum curators who came to see the imperial seal of china were now completely bewildered.

They were looking for a bewildered fruit in a bewildered garden... bewildered upon bewildered!

They were once again shocked by Su Yun's grand gesture.

Is this... is this what the post-00s generation is like? Is this what young people are like?

It's often said that the waves behind push the waves ahead, and the waves ahead are crashed dead on the beach... Honestly, with young people like Su Yun,

They might not be crashed dead on the beach, they might be directly buried alive... Indeed, it lives up to its reputation as the newest and strongest variety show.

Not one of, only the strongest!

New fans and big shots in the antique world all looked at him with new respect.

— — [I said it, someone who can find the imperial seal of china is not simple!]

— — [Only a person of destiny could find it...]

— — [I heard Su Yun likes to pick things up, right? The imperial seal of china might have been picked up by him.]

— — [Young people have such fiery tempers, they roast a grenade at the slightest disagreement...]

— — [I've seen everything roasted, but I've never seen a roasted grenade. Thank you, Streamer, for the treat today!]

Watching the drama unfold, no one minded the excitement... Boom.

A few minutes later.

Zheng Jianfeng, led by Fatty Wang Fan, rushed to the scene.

As everyone looked at each other, Zheng Jianfeng felt his vision go black.

The reports from his soldiers were merely descriptions... Descriptions, indeed, couldn't compare to the shock of seeing it firsthand!

Zheng Jianfeng stumbled, swaying as he walked forward.

"My... my vegetable garden?"

"My... my Cookhouse Squad?"

Where was my big vegetable garden!?

All buried!?

To say there was a landslide on the small hill, to be more precise, it was a collapse!

Zheng Jianfeng's worldview shattered, and he began to question life.

Is this how it is?

A single grenade explosion can cause a small hill to collapse?

Damn it... My field artillery gun couldn't even crack the mountain after three days and three nights of continuous bombardment... And your single grenade directly caused it to collapse?

Fatty Wang Fan's face was covered in black lines.

He even dared not admit that he and Su Yun were on the same side.

He was afraid of getting beaten.

You say... you dug up someone's sweet potato patch, fine... if you felt it was too quiet and wanted some noise, you could set off a grenade... these are all harmless, right?

The key is.

You, out of nowhere, buried someone's vegetable garden... and burying the vegetable garden wasn't enough, you even buried the Cookhouse Squad's cooking area... Wang Fan tremblingly ran to Su Yun's side.

He smiled bitterly, "Brother...

"How long has it been since I last saw you, and you've caused such a huge mess?"

"Even if you were going to blow it up... you should have waited until we had eaten and left."

"Tell me... now that we've blown up the cooks' cooking area, what will we eat tonight?"

Su Yun: ???

Damn it... that phrase, he was tired of repeating it: He didn't want to blow it up!

Who knew why one grenade caused the small hill to collapse!

He still wanted to ask, why was the small hill so fragile!

The grenade Chang Wei dug up wasn't big, was it?

Besides... didn't he know how bad it felt to be hungry?

— — [Puhahaha... Fatty is such a chatterbox!]

— — [What does 'blow it up when we've eaten and left' mean? Is this something you can just blow up casually?]

— — [Fatty, you're too malicious!]

— — [Fatty, you're discarding the millstone after grinding the grain, you're tearing down the bridge after crossing the river, aren't you?]

— — [I can't... my stomach hurts from laughing...]

The two, and one Liger.

Were surrounded by the soldiers of the Steel Regiment.

Fatty Wang Fan's scalp tingled, and he suggested, "Brother...

"When the fight starts later, you charge first, and I'll cover the rear."

"You know, Brother, I've been away from my parents since I was little..."

"I'm afraid of blood..."

"Brother... don't look at me with that glare."

"I have a foolproof plan!"

"I'll carry Chang Wei up the mountain and ask Chang Wei's parents to help save you..."

Su Yun rolled his eyes, "Stop bullshitting."

Whoosh... Just as he finished speaking, an off-road vehicle drove up, and Regiment Commander Hu hurriedly got out.

He received the news and rushed here without delay.

The crowd was dense.

When the soldiers saw Regiment Commander Hu, they seemed to find their backbone.

Each one, like a child who had suffered a great grievance.

Calling out "Regiment Commander Hu" again and again, it was heartbreaking.

Regiment Commander Hu's steps were firm.

The crowd surged.

Zheng Jianfeng saw Regiment Commander Hu, and the two exchanged glances.

He glanced at the flat mound... So flat!

Regiment Commander Hu's emotions were complex: Damn it!

My vegetable garden! My Cookhouse Squad!

Is this something a human could do?

Is this something a carbon-based life form could do?

Even if the Foolish Old Man came, swinging his hoe until it smoked, it would take several years to achieve this... Even the Wise Old Man would give a thumbs up and exclaim how amazing it was!

Even if... the engineer corps used excavators, it would take at least three days and two nights to dig this, wouldn't it?

You, kid... flattened it with one grenade?