162: Thermobaric weapons? One sackful at a time!

The "sweep" continued.

Brother Su Yun, with his long experience using the iron arm grabber, had already developed a set of combos.

Commonly known as: The iron arm grabber Triple Combo!

Eye combo, hand combo, basket combo... The eyes must be quick, full of spirit, and wherever his peripheral vision reached... the waste was already sorted!

The hand combo was skilled, emphasizing the unity of man and the iron arm grabber, achieving a grab within a grab... The basket combo involved body posture, for example... where the basket would be when bending down to pick it up, where it would be when jumping to pick it up... Learning the Little Triple Combo allowed one to fill baskets daily and make a living.

Just like that... with a "clack" he flattened the can with his foot... a toss, a throw... perfectly into the basket!

— [Damn! Brother Su looks so cool even picking up trash!]

— [His movements are very skilled, especially that kick, it just hit me right in the heart!]

— [As expected of Brother Su, he's so calm... still thinking about picking up trash at this critical moment!]

— [What is professionalism? If Brother Su doesn't get rich, who will!?]

Among the hundreds of millions of fans in the livestream room, tens of millions had watched Brother Su Yun grow step by step.

From just a few people in the early days of his livestream to now having hundreds of millions of viewers... from barely having enough to eat to now being able to freeload meals every day until he's full.

Brother Su Yun's efforts were seen by everyone... Approximately ten minutes passed.

Fatty Wang Fan had already found several miniature fire extinguishers, and his back basket contained many more handicrafts.

He grinned and said, "Brother... we're going to be rich this time, we found a lot of treasures!"

What was dropped on the ground was what others didn't want... Wang Fan picked up a lot of valuable good stuff.

Brother Su Yun glanced at the basket on his back: "Alright, you rest for a bit, I'll fill the basket and then we'll go up."

He specifically found a discarded traditional Chinese medicine silver needle in the basement's trash heap... it was the thin, long, and sturdy kind, very useful for disassembly and cracking.

He threw it into the basket... "Awooo awooo!"

It was at this moment that Little Chang Wei, who was innocent of worldly affairs, began howling from Brother Su Yun's pants pocket.

To Brother Su Yun's ears, it naturally translated to: "Good stuff! Good stuff!"

Heh... Brother Su Yun's lips curled upwards, and he teased, "Little fellow, did you wake up?"

There was nothing more comfortable than Little Chang Wei. The Little fellow ate when he was full and slept when he was full.

He just lay in the pants pocket all day, "awooo awooo"-ing, he was simply a cute little pendant.

Walking forward, Brother Su Yun glanced at the small jade pendant hanging around Chang Wei's neck... In reality, this was also accidentally brought out when he mistakenly stumbled into the Qin Dynasty Ancient Tomb.

How to put it... when it comes to "good stuff," it's probably rare for anything to be better than this small jade pendant... Brother Su Yun walked to the corner of the basement.

He pushed aside a pile of cardboard boxes... Chang Wei kept crying "awooo awooo," his keen sense of smell telling him: Treasure! Treasure!

Brother Su Yun sped up his pushing.

Soon, after a pile of cardboard boxes was cleared, piece after piece of discarded steel appeared before his eyes... "There really is a lot..."

It was rare to encounter so much, and Brother Su Yun's hands were itching. As he loaded them into the basket one by one...

Unexpectedly, he also found some round iron lumps among this pile of discarded steel!

Brother Su Yun held one in his left hand and one in his right... Looking at the two iron lumps that were similar to white phosphorus incendiary bombs... his eyelids twitched, and he was covered in black lines: "This damn... no way?"

Fatty Wang Fan noticed the anomaly and rushed over: "Brother, why are you..."

Before he finished speaking, his gaze fell on the oval iron lumps among the discarded steel!

Hiss... Fatty Wang Fan gasped sharply, a chill rushing to his head... Ever since he learned about the terror of white phosphorus incendiary bombs, he had developed a phobia of all oval iron lumps!

Now... looking at piece after piece on the ground... countless of them... Fatty Wang Fan trembled, his tongue tied in knots: "Brother... we..."

"Did we cause trouble again?"

The white phosphorus incendiary bombs upstairs hadn't been dealt with yet, and now... a whole bunch more appeared downstairs!

— [Pfft haha! Holy crap! Unbelievable!]

— [Please... Brother Su, if you're going to pick up trash, can you not be so outrageous!]

— [I can't stop laughing! Brother Su, what exactly do you want to do!?]

— [Brothers, I guess... there should be... a pile of bombs on the ground, right?]

— [What's up? Brother Su fell into a pile of bombs, I guess?]

— [Brother Su Yun: Damn it! I just wanted to pick up some trash, can you not give me surprises!]

— [Is it easy for me to pick up trash!? Hahaha...]

— [No joke, there are bombs in the villa!]

Some people might never encounter a bomb in their entire lives.

But Brother Su Yun? It wasn't enough that he fished out an arsenal from the Wild River before... Today, during his villa adventure, he found a whole bunch more in the basement!

And... Brother Su Yun could feel it: this pile was similar to the white phosphorus incendiary bombs outside!

Some of them clearly had a skull symbol on them!

Fatty Wang Fan's scalp tingled: "Brother... what are you doing?"

"If we're picking up iron lumps, can we not pick up bombs!"

"I'm scared..."

Brother Su Yun: "..."

He suddenly gave the Fatty a glare: What kind of talk is that!?

Did he want to pick up bombs!?

Didn't he want to honestly pick up trash!?

Damn it... who made his luck today a mix of minor good fortune and major bad luck!?

He didn't know where the minor good fortune was, and he didn't know if the major bad luck had reached its end!

Seeing the large pile of bomb-like iron lumps on the ground, Brother Su Yun had a headache.

If these exploded... Longhai City might experience a huge commotion, right?

[Ding! High-risk weapons detected! System is scanning and identifying...]

Suddenly, the system's mechanical voice echoed in Brother Su Yun's mind.

[Scan successful! Weapon analysis as follows...]

[Small thermobaric bomb: also known as "sub-nuclear bomb," a terrifying weapon second only to nuclear bombs!]

[Note; In addition to explosive damage, thermobaric bombs will cause even more terrifying secondary damage to wherever they land... First, super high-pressure shockwaves! Second, extremely high temperatures formed after the explosion!]

[Wherever a thermobaric bomb has exploded... an extreme high-temperature and high-pressure environment will be formed... it will be difficult for any life to survive...]

[Small bacterial bombs, small biological bombs...]

One by one, the system provided detailed explanations and information in Brother Su Yun's mind.

At this moment... Brother Su Yun looked at the terrifying numbers, and then at the terrifying power of the various bombs... This damn... which deranged fellow threw these bombs here!?

And... why are they all special types of bombs!?

Although the system stated they were all small bombs, if this pile exploded... Longhai City might be gone!

Bombs powerful enough to threaten a city!

And... due to the special nature of the bombs, after the explosion, the environment, geology... might not recover for many years!

Fatty Wang Fan watched as Brother Su's expression grew more and more serious, and asked, "Brother, are we going to die here today?"

Brother Su Yun shook his head... The situation was too severe, and it was unknown if other things would be involved.

For safety, Brother Su Yun decided to take these things out... The air pressure, environment, etc., in the basement were too uncontrollable.

Brother Su Yun said, "Fatty, let's take these bombs out!"

"Leaving them here would be very dangerous..."

Fatty Wang Fan didn't dare to move: "Brother, do you think we'll be safe if we take them out?"

Brother Su Yun remained silent.

With so many special types of bombs, no one could guarantee 100% safety.

So... in a few minutes, the two carefully packed all the bombs into sacks.

Brother Su Yun said, "We can't carry them all at once, let's take one bag up first..."

— [Holy crap! So many!]

— [We're learning something new, brothers!]

— [Brother Su clearly fell into a bomb nest!]

— [These bombs are not commonly seen... they feel so dangerous!]

— [One hasn't even been dealt with yet, and another sack full comes out!]

The two emerged from the basement.

They arrived at the back garden... At this time, both the military and police had surrounded the villa.

Caution tape stretched everywhere... Zheng Jianfeng chuckled, "Indeed, using liquid nitrogen was the right choice, we're safe!"

Everyone's suspended hearts slowly settled... Turning around, Director Chen was about to light a cigarette to relieve some stress.

His peripheral vision happened to fall on Brother Su Yun, who was carefully carrying a sack, taking one step at a time.

Director Chen frowned, then understood and relaxed.

He laughed heartily, "Brother Su Yun, you've worked hard!"

"Why are you carrying so many props out?"

"You kid... you're really dedicated!"