Beneath the Red Dragon-Chapter 131 - 61: My Name Is Bangbang, and I Love Explosions!

And after the Red Dragon met the goblin, he gave Green-skinned Goblin Bang Bang a task, which was to think of a way to turn black powder into fireworks. In Karon’s memory, turning black powder into fireworks only required a few simple steps.

For instance, adding some metal luminescent agents and color agents could make the fireworks bloom with colorful hues. Karon thought that these fireworks might bring some lovely Gold Coins to the Giant Dragon.

However, the minds of Green-skinned Goblins are just like those Green-skinned Orcs from some world, filled with all sorts of chaotic and unpredictable thoughts and blessed by some reasoning power.

After receiving the task from the Red Dragon, Green-skinned Goblin Bang Bang was still researching how to turn black powder into fireworks that could launch into the sky and release various colors of flames, but his mind came up with another idea.

The young Goblin Bang Bang had once used a hollow ball and a sealed iron kettle filled with water, connecting them with two hollow tubes. Heating the kettle bottom made the water boil and turn into steam, which entered the ball through the tubes.

Eventually, steam would spray from both sides of the ball, causing it to rotate. This intriguing toy was called a Steam Turbine Ball by Goblin Bang Bang, constantly spinning in the Goblin’s house and inspiring Bang Bang with countless ideas just like the gushing steam.

Today’s idea from the young Goblin Bang Bang was to create a magical toy based on the Steam Turbine Ball, using the magical power omnipresent in the air as the drive for a Magic Power Turbine Ball.

To prevent insufficient magical power concentration from making it difficult to drive the toy, Goblin Bang Bang boldly used the small piece of Magic Crystal rewarded to him by the Red Dragon as the core power source, resulting in an explosion that destroyed his house and his neighbor’s wooden cottage.

Fortunately, Goblin Bang Bang had used refined iron, awarded by the Red Dragon, to create the shell of the Magic Power Turbine Ball. The blast from unstable magical power only sprayed from two outlets. Otherwise, not even the God of Luck’s blessing would have spared Goblin Bang Bang from more than just getting his leg broken under rubble today.

"Hehe," the lucky Goblin Bang Bang giggled foolishly while holding a blackened furnace, "This toy is so powerful, like the bomb the Giant Dragon spoke of. Did I cleverly invent that thing called a bomb? I must quickly find Chief Bag, I’m eager to receive the reward from the Giant Dragon."

Goblin Bang Bang, dragging his broken leg, stood up, puffed out his withered chest, and courageously limped through the Goblin Camp, heading towards the Dogman Camp.

He was bestowed with a unique identity by the Red Dragon, and his neck bore the identity card given to him by the Red Dragon, allowing him to freely access all tribe camps.

Along the way, the Kobolds watched the limping Goblin Bang Bang and continuously ridiculed him. In the eyes of these Kobolds, the chaotic, foolish Goblins are as lowly as the idiotic, inferior Ogres, not worthy of a proper glance from the Kobolds, even though Goblin Bang Bang had been praised by the Red Dragon. This still didn’t change the external perception and status of the whole race.

"Hoh, little green-skinned dwarf, what’s wrong with your leg, did your invention hurt you again? Be careful, getting yourself injured doesn’t matter, but damaging the noble True Dragon’s territory is unpardonable."

"Hahaha, every month you can see some fun things happening in the green-skinned dwarfs’ camp. Hey, little dwarf, I think you could join a human circus; you’ll certainly amuse everyone." The equally small-statured Kobold mocked the limping, silent Goblin Bang Bang unscrupulously.

The bustling Kobold Camp instantly erupted with laughter from these Kobolds, each passing Kobold cast disdainful, haughty glances at the Green-skinned Goblin, as they were the True Dragon-blessed Clan, deservedly arrogant.

But Goblin Bang Bang paid no mind to these jests, instead slowly walking to the front of Dogman Leader Bag’s house and knocked on the door of Dogman Bag’s house.

Bang Bang,

After a while, the persistent Goblin finally saw the wide, tall door open, revealing the now elderly head of Dogman Leader Bag.

When Dogman Leader Bag saw that it was Green-skinned Goblin Bang Bang, an impatient expression filled his aged, gaunt face, with a dismissive and proud look in his eyes.

Bag loudly scolded, "Bang Bang, are you again trying to please the noble True Dragon with those laughable little contraptions? I have told you, without proof of success, don’t bother me. I don’t want to disturb the great Giant Dragon for some toys and suffer the Dragon’s wrath."

Even compared with the small, lean stature of Dogman Leader Bag, Green-skinned Goblin Bang Bang appeared frail as he bent down to bow to Bag.

Then Bang Bang quietly said, "Good day, Lord Bag, I think I have created that powerful bomb the great Dragon mentioned, and the collapsed houses of my neighbor and I are proof of success."

Speaking, Goblin Bang Bang raised his hand holding the blackened, foul toaster, "Look, Lord Bag, this is my invention, I hope it won’t disappoint you, perhaps the noble Giant Dragon will be happy and might reward and commend you for it."

Dogman Leader Bag initially wanted to refuse the Goblin’s request in front of him, but hearing that he might receive the Giant Dragon’s reward and commendation made him hesitate for a moment before nodding his head.