Global Catastrophe: I Became the World Tree-Chapter 175 - 147: Every Trick in the Book_2

This process lasted for about ten seconds.

Finally, after the energy was fully charged, a lightning bolt as thick as a thumb leaped out from the tip of the gun and shot straight towards the ground ahead.

Sizzle!

In an instant, the soil at that location turned scorched black, and the surrounding weeds also became charred.

At this moment, Ye Feng’s eyes lit up instantly. In his perception, the strength of the Corrosive Energy in that area had noticeably weakened.

"It’s effective, continue!" he shouted excitedly to the operator.

But the operator’s reply made his mood a bit disjointed.

"Parrot Messenger, the Thunder Gun is already operating at full power," the operator quickly responded.

Ye Feng watched as the Thunder Gun took another full ten seconds to charge before firing the second lightning bolt.

Ye Feng: ???

He turned his head and silently looked at Bai Yinghui, "You’re not joking with me, are you? You really plan to solve the restricted area with this thing?"

"Cough! Of course not," Bai Yinghui explained. "I didn’t have time to mention it just now, but the third drawback of the Thunder Gun is its slow firing speed."

"Of course, I just brought this device over to see if it would have any effect. If there is an effect, these problems can be solved and improved."

"For example, the reason the Thunder Gun takes ten seconds to charge is because this high-powered generator provides a limited amount of electricity."

"If we add a few more generators and run them at full power, this kind of Thunder Gun can fire a lightning strike every three seconds."

As Bai Yinghui said this, he saw that the Mutated Parrot was still looking at him expressionlessly. He immediately revealed his final trump card.

"Don’t worry, if quality isn’t enough, we can make up for it with quantity. Once feasibility is confirmed, I will report this matter to the capital, and we could even mobilize national resources to manufacture these Thunder Guns. Just say how many you need," he said.

Hearing these last words, a smile finally appeared on Ye Feng’s face—though on the Mutated Parrot, it was at most a softening of its expression.

But such a change in expression already made Bai Yinghui understand that the Mutated Parrot was fairly satisfied.

So he eagerly asked, "Then take a look, with the power of this Thunder Gun, roughly how many would we need to make to solve the troubles in the restricted area?"

Ye Feng nodded and then focused on the Thunder Gun as it fired another lightning bolt.

This time, as he watched where the lightning struck, he finally understood what Bai Yinghui meant earlier—the Thunder Gun’s accuracy was off by a bit.

With a maximum effective range of 20 meters, it could still miss by more than 5 meters. The accuracy was off by "a bit" indeed!

Of course, even with such accuracy, it wasn’t really a big issue.

After all, the area of the restricted zone was so vast that as long as the lightning didn’t curve backwards, it would hit its target.

What was most important now was to assess the frequency and power of the lightning strikes.

Ye Feng dismissed all other thoughts and silently began his calculations.

This process took over a minute. After the Thunder Gun had fired ten lightning bolts, Ye Feng slowly exhaled.

He looked at Bai Yinghui and said directly, "If we really can do as you said, firing a lightning bolt like this every three seconds, then we’ll need just 400 Thunder Guns."

"What?" Bai Yinghui doubted if he had heard correctly.

He had estimated that at most only a few dozen or a hundred Thunder Guns would be necessary.

After all, a hundred Thunder Guns meant firing a hundred lightning bolts every three seconds—what a terrifying force that would be!

"I’m saying we need at least 400 Thunder Guns, and I’m already quoting conservatively. You have to understand that the restricted area is expanding every moment," Ye Feng said earnestly.

"By my estimation, at least 300 Thunder Guns are needed just to suppress the expansion of the restricted area."

"So even if we had 400 Thunder Guns, we would need at least five to six days to completely eradicate the Power of Corrosion within the entire restricted area," the Mutated Parrot stated seriously.

Upon hearing this, Bai Yinghui’s face went through several changes, "Hold on a second!"

After saying that, he walked over to the technician in charge of assembling the Thunder Gun and the two whispered to each other.

Soon, Bai Yinghui returned with a relaxed face, "I just went to inquire about the technical details of the Thunder Gun. A three-second charge for one shot is actually the highest speed within safe limits."

"But theoretically, if we push to the limit, the Thunder Gun’s charge time could be shortened to one second. Of course, this would significantly reduce its lifespan."

"But even with the reduced lifespan, using them for five or six days is still not a problem. I’ll apply to the higher-ups urgently to manufacture 150 Thunder Guns, which would be equivalent to the previous 450 guns—should be more than enough."

Hearing the other party’s words, Ye Feng also showed a smile, "Well then, that’s great. The manufacturing speed for the Thunder Guns must be expedited; I fear any delay might result in..."

Ye Feng’s words halted abruptly halfway through.

His gaze was fixed intently on the restricted area ahead.

Seeing this, Bai Yinghui felt an inexplicable thud in his heart and hastily asked, "What’s wrong?"

"The corrosive energy in that area has disappeared," the Mutated Parrot paused, then added, "It receded on its own to avoid causing harm."

"This..."

For a moment, Bai Yinghui didn’t know what to say.

The plan had just been formulated and hadn’t even started being implemented, and it was already declared a failure?

Moreover, what made Bai Yinghui shiver wasn’t the chilling thought that the area’s corrosive energy had voluntarily receded; didn’t that mean...

"Is this restricted area sentient?" Bai Yinghui asked hesitantly.

"It’s not the area, but the being controlling the corrosive energy," Ye Feng corrected him.

"Are you saying that the Evil God inside the restricted area has awakened?" Bai Yinghui asked with a more solemn expression.

Ye Feng: "..."

He had told so many lies that he almost believed them himself.

For a moment, he too didn’t know what to say.

But Ye Feng’s silence was misinterpreted by Bai Yinghui as affirmation.

"Even if it’s an Evil God, so what? Man conquers heaven, and if It truly exists, then I’ll scatter Its ashes," Bai Yinghui said viciously, then turned and yelled to the soldiers behind him, "Brothers, prepare the mortars, flatten this Small Phoenix Mountain for me."

"Yes, sir!"

Immediately, a chorus of replies rang out uniformly.

Soon they moved large-caliber grenade launchers down from the armored vehicles.

In addition, ammunition of various types including high-explosive shells, shrapnel shells, and incendiary grenades were carried down in boxes.

This scene even made Ye Feng take a second glance; he had to admit, the spectacle was quite intimidating.

Originally, Ye Feng wanted to persuade them not to waste their shells.

After all, he had previously attempted fire attacks, but they only managed to push back the corrosive energy without eliminating it.

The effects of these shells would probably be similar.

However, Ye Feng ultimately kept silent as he felt the other party needed to vent.

"Fire!"

At Bai Yinghui’s command, hundreds of grenade launchers fired simultaneously.

Whew whew whew whew whew!

Boom boom boom boom boom!

A series of deafening explosions rang out.

Tall trees were blown apart, huge craters appeared in the ground, dirt was sent flying into the sky by shock waves, and then a great fire swept through the entire forest.

This was the power of human weaponry; a single round of bombardment had transformed the dense forest beyond recognition, with hardly any of the living plants surviving.

Even Ye Feng couldn’t match such means of attack.

Originally, Ye Feng had come to watch the bombardment with the mindset of watching a grand fireworks display.

But as the first round of bombardment ended, his expression became somewhat blank.

Because he could clearly feel that the corrosive energy in that area had been significantly reduced.

The effect was even better than using lightning attacks.

"Why... why is this?" Ye Feng couldn’t understand at all.

And at that moment, the second round of artillery fire fell, and the roaring resumed.

Ye Feng quickly switched to the Avatar Status of the Mutated Eagle, making use of its extraordinary eyesight to observe the changes on the battlefield.