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Chapter 21 of 100

Chapter 21

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Human beings, mating is a big deal. Asking humans not to think about these things isn't just making things difficult for them, is it?

Why must intelligent beings make things difficult for other intelligent beings?

Clearly, the right hand didn't understand this logic. It only marveled at Chen Yang's stubbornness, speaking with the most patient tone it had used in thousands of years: "Those four humans... apart from being male, what other characteristics do they have?"

"Um..."

Chen Yang crushed an ant with his left hand and carefully observed the opposite side, "They are very strong, and they have tattoos on their backs. They don't seem to be good people. Moreover, their mahjong skills are very proficient; they must play mahjong frequently."

"…And what else?"

The right hand was leading step by step.

"Hmm, they don't have weapons, but their muscles are well-developed. I wouldn't be able to withstand a punch. Oh, one of them looks very nervous, his foot is shaking constantly, it seems like he's about to…"

"About to lose money."

Chen Yang was familiar with this expression; it was the look of someone who was about to lose money.

"Anything else?"

The right hand barely resisted the urge to slap Chen Yang.

"Based on my initial observation, Commander Luosi, the four opponents have an advantage over us. I think it's better to retreat and come back another day. As the saying goes, a gentleman can wait ten years to take revenge. Moreover, we have no grudge or enmity with them, so we can wait another ten years to take revenge."

"Furthermore, I believe that over twenty years, the chances of them being killed by enemies, hit by cars, or dying from illness are very high. By then, we can win without a fight, stepping on their corpses and laughing, without expending any effort. Isn't that wonderful?"

Chen Yang analyzed seriously.

"You idiot, go to hell…"

"Bang!"

Chen Yang's head hit the ground, foaming at the mouth, his eyes white, and he lay on the ground convulsing.

A man who happened to be passing by was greatly startled. He looked at the convulsing Chen Yang on the ground, wanting to help but not daring to. He took out his phone, took a photo of Chen Yang on the ground, and posted it on a forum asking: What should I do if I encounter an unidentified person with a sudden illness?

The forum's response was not quick, and the man hesitated about whether to call the police or an ambulance.

At this moment, Chen Yang managed to catch his breath and painfully raised his left hand: "Don't, don't call the police, I, I'm fine…"

"Brother, you're in this state and you're still fine?"

The man thought it was better to call an ambulance, picked up his phone, and dialed 120.

"I, I said, I, I'm fine."

Chen Yang slowly got up from the ground, breathing heavily, and limped away.

"Hey, brother, are you really okay?"

Seeing Chen Yang actually get up from the ground, the man hesitated, hung up the phone, and asked.

"I'm fine, thanks."

Avoiding the man's gaze, Chen Yang walked away, his back to a small path.

Finding an empty bench, Chen Yang used all his strength to lie down, "Commander Luosi, please, please spare me."

This fool was beyond saving. For the first time, the right hand considered giving up, realizing that another plan had to be implemented.

After a moment's thought, the right hand came up with another method, easing the pain inflicted on Chen Yang and then ordered him to return home.

After a bout of pain, Chen Yang was numb until he returned to the basement, where he finally regained some energy.

At this point, Chen Yang received an order from the right hand—to synthesize ammonium copper nitrotriazolate (NH4CuNT) step by step.

The right hand continued to complete the assembly and debugging of the electromagnetic rifle.

Since the right hand dared to create a powerful electromagnetic rifle, Chen Yang's heart trembled at the thought of the ammonium copper nitrotriazolate explosive. He obediently followed the instructions.

Chen Yang now felt that he was like the people in today's legal stories. Why does an honest person eventually end up on the path of crime, becoming a vicious criminal? This is very realistic. Initially, it's just stealing, then robbery, and finally murder and arson, gradually falling into the depths of crime.

Now, he was doing these things in his basement. If the outside world found out...

Chen Yang didn't dare to imagine the consequences. If it came to that, he would have to run away, hoping that the day of reckoning would be delayed as much as possible.

He looked at the data on the monitor and transferred it all to his tablet for easier viewing.

The chemical formula for ammonium copper nitrotriazolate (NH4CuNT) is a member of the nitrotriazolate anion complex explosives, a new type of green explosive. Its high stability, high insensitivity, and non-toxicity make it superior to other conventional explosives currently in use. Chen Yang didn't know what the right hand intended to do with it, but it certainly wasn't for anything good.

It couldn't be that after synthesizing it, he would give it to passing schoolchildren, right? The extraterrestrial parasite on his hand wasn't that kind-hearted to give explosives to children to carry to school. It must be for something significant.

Thinking too much was futile. Chen Yang prepared the experimental equipment: beakers, measuring cylinders, glass rods, thermometers, electric stoves, and balances. He then weighed the copper(II) nitrate trihydrate and ammonium nitrotriazolate, placing them carefully aside.

Next, he dissolved the ammonium nitrotriazolate in water, prepared a solution of copper(II) nitrate, mixed them, and stirred to form a sky-blue precipitate.

At this point, Chen Yang only needed to heat the mixture to boiling and reflux it, which would take about an hour.

He had a bit of free time, so he turned to check on the right hand's progress. To his surprise, the right hand had already assembled the electromagnetic rifle. The streamlined body, futuristic design, and carefully applied black paint made it far superior to any gun currently used on Earth.

From this, it had to be said that the extraterrestrial being was indeed very capable. While it was easy to design a model, making it functional was another matter.

Just like a smartphone, anyone could design an extremely beautiful exterior, but could an engineer really manufacture a phone according to such a design? Clearly not. Engineers had to consider factors such as the battery, antenna, camera, and heat dissipation, making it impossible to design the exterior at will.

Like the iPhone, each generation's design is the result of multiple considerations and compromises. Everyone wants a thinner phone with a larger battery, but until battery technology advances, these two factors are in opposition.

Given the current state of battery technology, the amount of effort Apple engineers put into reducing the thickness of each generation of iPhones is not something outsiders can fully appreciate.

However, using Earth's local materials, even with the powerful tools for manufacturing the outer shell, the right hand's ability was fully demonstrated in the electromagnetic rifle.

Just...

Chen Yang stroked his chin. Wasn't the gun a bit too long, about 1.7 meters, almost reaching his chin?

He curiously observed as the right hand manipulated a cylinder, melting and casting solid steel bullets in the air. One by one, 120mm streamlined long bullets were cooled and neatly placed in a box. The cold metal surface exuded a fierce aura, like a sleeping lion that still exerts immense pressure.

"Host, come over, pick up this gun and try it out."

The right hand suddenly ordered.

"Okay."

Chen Yang was taken aback but immediately walked forward, using his left hand to grab the electromagnetic rifle and lift it.

Hmm, not heavy.

Of course, this was because his physical strength had improved. In reality, the gun weighed over 10kg.

"We need to find a place to test it."

The right hand's tentacle retracted, and it said to Chen Yang, "Do you have a good place to test it?"

Chen Yang knew that the basement couldn't be used for testing and that they would need to go outside for a practical test.

His first thought was the police station. He imagined that there should be a place to test guns there.

But going to the police station with a gun would likely cause a misunderstanding, so that wasn't an option.

Similarly, taking the gun to a military training ground in the suburbs would also likely cause a misunderstanding from the military, so that wasn't an option either.