Dudian carefully examined them row by row.
These military supplies were sorted in an orderly manner. Firearms were stacked on the metal racks on one side of the wall, mostly rifles and submachine guns. The landmines were piled on the ground beside them, separated by two layers of wooden boards to prevent the moisture from the ground from eroding them. However, after three hundred years, these wooden boards had long turned dark and rotten.
Dudian walked around inside and found that although they were stored indoors, the corrosion of time was still too terrifying. None of this batch of military supplies had been spared and were all scrapped. Without maintenance, the gun barrels of the firearms were mottled with rust and had become a pile of scrap iron. The landmines were covered with thick dust, and the load-bearing springs inside had long lost their elasticity, decayed and damaged, and could no longer detonate the explosives inside.
Even the explosives inside might have hardened and mineralized after three hundred years of precipitation.
Dudian wasn't too regretful. Everything was as he had expected. He found some grenades, landmines, and the shells of two rocket launchers. Just as he was about to disassemble them, he suddenly smelled Bailin, who was about fifteen or sixteen li away, mixed with a strange muttony smell. This muttony smell obviously came from a monster.
This smell had long been within his perception range, had been moving slowly, and had unexpectedly encountered Bailin.
"I wonder what kind of monster this is and how powerful it is." Dudian thought to himself. If the monster could directly eat Bailin, that would be the best, saving him the risk of taking action himself.
While sensing the two scents, he became more agile in his actions and quickly disassembled the landmine in his hand. The landmine was tightly bonded, but the corrosion of time had damaged the inner buckle metal at the edge. With a hard pull, he broke the landmine open. Inside was an explosive that looked like yellow mud. Invaded by moisture, it was like a piece of soft and wet soil.
"Yellow explosive?" Dudian was a bit surprised when he saw the explosive in the landmine. When he was collecting information about black powder, he had incidentally read about other related explosives. This yellow explosive was one of them. It was equivalent to an evolved version of black powder, abbreviated as "TNT". It had great power and stable properties. He didn't expect that this kind of powder was used in modern landmines.
"Great!" Dudian was delighted. With this yellow explosive, even if Bailin was an intermediate Hunter, he had a great chance of directly blow her up!
Dudian poured out the yellow explosive, scattered it on the ground, broke off a small piece the size of a finger from it, found a few pieces of waste paper to roll it up, lit the paper, and then quickly ran more than ten meters away.
The paper was mixed with too much soil, a bit dry and hard, and burned very slowly, but it still burned to the inside.
Dudian watched quietly.
Boom!
Suddenly, an explosion sounded without any warning. The sound was extremely loud, shaking the ashes of the burned paper and scattering them everywhere.
Dudian's eyes lit up. Although the explosive was a bit damp, it could still burn and detonate, and its power was even stronger than he had imagined.
He immediately returned to the original place and continued to disassemble the landmines, gathering the poured-out yellow explosives into a pile.
At this time, among the scents of Bailin and that muttony smell, a strong smell of blood wafted out. It was extremely strong, indicating that one of them was injured.
"Is it the monster or her?" Dudian's eyes flashed, and he became faster and faster in disassembling. When the yellow explosive accumulated to twenty or thirty jin, he stopped disassembling the landmines, came to the metal rack, grabbed a few bullet chains, and came back. He unscrewed the primer caps at the back of the bullets. The black powder inside was semi-hardened. He knocked it on the ground and knocked out some of the powder.
He suddenly thought of the arrows, pulled out one with his backhand, and used the arrowhead to scoop out the powder from the bullets.
One by one, the bullets were emptied, and the collected gunpowder piled up higher and higher.
While Dudian was emptying the bullets, Bailin and the muttony smell had separated. The monster with the muttony smell stayed in place and didn't move. Moreover, the scent was mixed with a strong smell of blood, indicating that it should have been killed.
Dudian couldn't help but feel regretful. However, after all, this was the Seventh District. The strongest monsters here, it was estimated, hadn't reached the hunting level of 20. With Bailin's status as an intermediate Hunter, as long as she didn't encounter some particularly troublesome situations or was carelessly sneak attacked, she could basically ensure her own life safety.
While he was feeling regretful, he suddenly smelled a faint, almost imperceptible smell of blood in Bailin's scent. It was very faint. He sniffed, trying to smell it more clearly, but this smell of blood gradually disappeared.
He immediately thought of Bailin's Marks of the Demon ability, which was to control blood!
"Could it be that she's also injured?" Dudian's heart moved. Although she could control the wound to stop the bleeding in time, the smell of blood could still seep out from the gaps in the wound. This couldn't be covered up, unless the wound was quickly and layer by layer bandaged up. In that case, it was indeed impossible for him to smell it from such a distance.
"She can control blood, and the wound should heal very quickly. It will take at most one or two days to recover. This is an excellent opportunity!" Dudian's eyes lit up, and he quickly collected the explosives.
While collecting, he firmly locked onto Bailin's scent. Once she left his olfactory range, he would quickly follow her.
However, Bailin didn't move very fast and stopped to rest from time to time.
Dudian was secretly delighted. This indicated that she was seriously injured. Suddenly, he thought of a neglected problem: "She knows that I can track her by her scent. She's very likely to take advantage of this. If she's injured and thinks she can't defeat me, she should try every means to shake me off, instead of walking and stopping. If she's too seriously injured, she would also directly find a place to stop and not move until her injury heals."
Thinking of this, his secretly delighted mood immediately calmed down, and he thought to himself, "If I were her, I would definitely try every means to lure me out at this moment. As long as I expose myself near her, she can catch up with me and kill me face to face!"
"Hmph!" A trace of coldness flashed in his eyes. "Since she's using a trick, I'll play along and turn her trick against her!"
He opened the folding storage bag that was essential for Hunters outside the Wall, put the yellow explosive in it, and stored the black powder from the bullets in his living supplies backpack. After all, it was only used as a fuse, and the quantity wasn't much.
After getting everything ready, he took a look at this armory and felt a bit reluctant to leave. It was difficult for him to move the entire armory by himself. Once the Seventh District was cleared, sooner or later, the scavengers sent here would find it and take it back inside the Wall and hand it over to the consortium.
"Inside the Wall, these gunpowders are only used as dyes. Even this yellow explosive is only regarded as a yellow dye. With the intelligence of those people in the Elemental Temple, with the ready-packed explosives, they should be able to figure out the true function of the explosives. Could it be that because the explosives look like soil, no one would think of burning the soil with fire?" Such a thought flashed through Dudian's mind. This wasn't an impossible thing. People's common sense would restrain their thinking. Black powder was originally invented by accident.
"However, it's also possible that the people inside the Wall have mastered the use of explosives. But after understanding them, they, like in the old era, regarded them as dangerous goods and strictly controlled them." Dudian thought to himself. This was also a possibility. After all, this world wasn't the information age. It was very easy to block information. Even in the old era, common people only heard about and saw these things through information dissemination tools such as computers and televisions, but they had never truly touched them.
But in this era, there were no such fast information dissemination tools, only newspapers.
And in the era when the nobles were in power, newspapers had little room to play, and the things that could be reported were extremely limited.
"Anyway, if the people inside the Wall have mastered the use of explosives, there should also be records in the circle of alchemists. However, it wasn't mentioned in Rosyard's notes. Never mind. I'll just inquire about it when I go back." Dudian didn't think about it anymore. He put on his backpack and storage bag, turned around, and left, starting his hunting action!