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85: Nuclear bomb! Come out now!
Hua hua hua... The grating sound grew louder and louder.
It felt exactly like fingernails scratching a blackboard from top to bottom.
"Awoo awoo..."
Chang Wei was still exerting himself.
Being a young child, his little brain hadn't fully developed yet.
His understanding of everything stopped at: Miracles come from brute force.
Su Yun watched the Little fellow's anxious appearance.
He quickly grabbed Chang Wei's little paw: "Chang Wei, Daddy will teach you. You can't dig like this."
"Come on, let's switch spots. We'll do it together..."
Su Yun didn't overthink it at all.
After resting up, he worked with Chang Wei to continue digging deeper along the edge.
Fatty Wang Fan was truly exhausted, but still wanted to help.
"Brother, I can't help you physically."
"But I can assist you spiritually!"
"Cough, cough, cough..."
Wang Fan coughed a few times to clear his throat.
A classic melody swirled through his mind... "In the little garden, dig, dig, dig..."
"Planting little seeds, growing big..."
Clang!
Just as the Fatty was applying his song buff,
Su Yun's trench shovel seemed to hit something hard.
A tiny edge was exposed... Chang Wei dug and dug.
The top handful of loose soil "plop" fell down.
It buried Chang Wei, leaving only his little head visible... "Awoo awoo..."
Chang Wei roared at the unknown, hard object.
It seemed like he was venting his dissatisfaction and anger.
Su Yun smiled, dropped the trench shovel, and gently brushed away the loose soil with his hand... He saw:
A sheet of steel, synthesized from special materials, appeared before his eyes.
The steel sheet was military green... Did he dig up scrap metal from the army?
Su Yun was ecstatic: Even if he didn't win the Trench Digging Competition, finding scrap metal was good too!
β β [Brother Su has great luck!]
β β [Wow, is today the day he strikes it rich?]
β β [To be honest, I'm suddenly a little unaccustomed to seeing Brother Su being serious.]
β β [Scrap metal from the Military Region is great! You can sell it for a few extra cents!]
... Su Yun continued to scrape away the loose soil.
He originally intended to pull it out directly, but found that he couldn't move it at all.
Something Su Yun couldn't even pull?
What could it be...? As the loose soil was scraped away little by little, more and more of the steel's smooth surface was revealed... Soon,
as Su Yun tossed aside a handful of soil, a special yellow triangular symbol faintly appeared!
Su Yun brushed it again... Finally, the symbol was fully revealed!
Hua la la... Affected by gravity, the topmost loose soil began to fall downwards bit by bit.
The moment this symbol appeared,
Su Yun was stunned... Where had he seen this before?
It seemed to be that righteous, heaven-sent object called "Little Boy"... a nuclear bomb!
"Awoo awoo..."
Chang Wei struggled out of the loose soil.
He opened his little mouth and bit at the symbol repeatedly.
Su Yun's head was covered in black lines, and he quickly stopped him.
"In a low voice: Fatty..."
Wang Fan was still sitting on the ground singing freely: "Fly Higher..."
He reacted, asking with a chuckle: "Brother, what's wrong?"
"Do you think my singing is soul-stirring?"
"..."
Su Yun took a deep breath and said solemnly: "Hurry up and call Brother Zheng Jianfeng!"
"What is it, Brother?" Wang Fan subconsciously asked.
Su Yun opened his mouth wide: "A nuclear bomb... We dug up a nuclear bomb!"
Wang Fan: ???
The Fatty's face instantly turned pale, whiter than a great-grandmother who had been dead for decades.
A nuclear bomb!?
Wait... My Brother dug up a nuclear bomb!?
Wang Fan's face trembled: "Brother... you... don't scare me!"
Su Yun: "..."
β β [!!!???]
β β [A nuclear bomb!? A nuclear bomb came out?]
β β [Dad! Mom! Your child is successful! Your child is taking all the winnings!]
β β [Holy crap? Stop kidding...]
β β [Buddy on the third floor, did you rub glycerin on your little mouth? How do you know it's a nuclear bomb!?]
β β [I'm losing big time! Brothers, see you on the rooftop tonight!]
β β [How can a gambling addict always lose!]
β β [I knew my right eyelid kept twitching today; I knew something major was bound to happen today!]
... Fatty Wang Fan stood frozen and dumbfounded in place.
He was so shocked that he couldn't speak, nor could he move.
Clearly, digging up a nuclear bomb exceeded the Fatty's bottom line... Su Yun gritted his teeth.
What should he do? What could he do now?
That symbol was clearly a nuclear bomb symbol... He hadn't expected to dig up a nuclear bomb.
Thinking about it.
The System, that dog thing, didn't provide a fortune reading today... Was this what it meant!?
Damn it... Su Yun was already cursing internally.
That nuclear bomb thing has radiation.
I'm only in my early twenties... There was no other way.
Su Yun slowly climbed out of the not-so-deep trench.
Hnng, hnng... The soldiers participating in the other groups were still digging hard.
He glanced past them one by one.
The soldiers' faces were filled with excited, enthusiastic smiles... They enthusiastically greeted Brother Su Yun: "Brother Su Yun, keep it up!"
"Don't give up!"
"There's still time, dig a few more times..."
Su Yun: "..."
Facing the soldiers' encouragement,
he felt like a mute person eating bitter herbsβunable to voice his suffering.
Dig a few more times?
Was that iron lump something you could just casually dig up?
Yes... If Su Yun were truly told to dig it up, he would dare to.
But he was afraid, afraid the Steel Regiment would just vanish because of this...
No longer hesitating, he quickened his steps.
Su Yun arrived at the central area.
Brother Zheng Jianfeng and his assistant had basically finished.
They were making the final adjustments inside the trench.
Seeing Brother Su Yun approach,
Zheng Jianfeng thought Su Yun had given up early... He laughed and said: "Brother Su Yun."
"How was it? The experience of digging a trench wasn't bad, right?"
"Actually... the first time I dug one back then, my expression was exactly the same as yours now..."
"Most new recruits are like this too; they find it tough, they find it difficult..."
"Sigh..."
Zheng Jianfeng, speaking as someone with experience,
leaned on his trench shovel with one hand and said: "You young people should move your hands more."
"What's that saying? There are always more solutions than problems!"
"When we encounter difficulties, we must face them bravely..."
"Never mind, never mind, Brother Su Yun, you can experience it slowly later!"
"Come on, tell Brother, how did you feel about digging this trench?"
Zheng Jianfeng had finally found his specialty.
He firmly believed: Surely there was at least one area where he could instruct Brother Su Yun?
Su Yun gave a wry smile and replied: "Actually... it was alright..."
Zheng Jianfeng smiled even more happily.
'It was alright'? Saying 'it was alright' meant he hadn't grasped the trick to digging trenches!
Zheng Jianfeng swung his trench shovel and plunged it down.
"Brother Su Yun, watch my movements..."
"When digging a trench, you need to focus on unifying your waist and stance..."
"These small rocks and things are common problems that you newcomers often encounter!"
"Today, I will demonstrate for you what to do when you hit a rock..."
"First..."
Brother Zheng Jianfeng began to seriously explain the essentials of trench digging to Su Yun.
To be honest, Su Yun wanted to listen, but now was not the time.
He interrupted and said: "Brother Zheng Jianfeng, please pause for a moment."
"I have something to tell you..."