Lin Shui was really dizzy, and what he said to save his life was true.

He is a scumbag of the Emperor Realm who just likes to get into trouble and forget his destiny.

However, he was destined to die, and a little light came out of the endless darkness.

First it was a water particle bomb, and then it was a hydrogen metal bomb.

This has far exceeded Lin Xi's imagination and expectations.

So far, he has only succeeded in fission collapse, one thousand and one hundred hydrogen metal bombs.

In this way, the water of hundreds of millions of miles at the edge of the Endless Sea has been reduced by a hundred feet out of thin air.

Of course, deeper seawater will be replenished in time. On the surface, no one notices that in fact, the overall water surface of the eight endless sea areas in the entire Nine Chaos Continent has dropped by about one centimeter.

This is only one thousand one hundred.

If you want to do what Shuishui Xiang wants, get tens of billions of hydrogen metal bombs.

Not to mention whether he can do it, even if he can do it, how many years will it take?

Ten thousand years, one million years?

The key point is that even if he is willing, the water in the Endless Sea must be enough to create tens of billions of hydrogen metal bombs!

If it succeeds in the end, the entire Nine Chaos Continent will no longer need to be closed, and not even a drop of water will be found on the surface.

Is this going to cost your Uncle Shui his life?

Shuishui Xiang was shocked, staring at Shuishui Si with wide eyes, feeling very innocent and aggrieved.

"Brother Xiao Si, what's wrong with Uncle Shui?

Do I want too much?

Then instead of tens of billions of pills, just 100 million or tens of millions of pills would be fine.

Otherwise, it would be such a disappointment if the firecrackers were set off and then disappeared!"

Shuishuisi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and was busy rubbing Lin Shui's chest, beating his back, and pinching Renzhong.

It was not easy to wake up Lin Shui.

Lin Shui stretched out her hands with tears in her eyes:

"Xiang'er, Uncle Shui has let down your little beautiful baby!

Even if Uncle Shui spends his whole life, he won’t be able to give you tens of billions of hydrogen metal firecrackers!”

Tears streamed down my face.

"Uncle Shui, don't be like this.

I don’t want that many anymore, just ten million.

Xiang'er is not greedy, tens of billions will be reduced to ten million, Uncle Shui..."

Lin Shui lay down immediately.

"Then I'd better die first.

Me, me, me... Uncle Shui, I made more than a thousand of them in half a year.

Ten million...Forget it, Uncle Shui will die for a while..."

Xiao Xiang'er quits.

My biological father can't be seen now.

Uncle Shui is now reluctant to even make a few firecrackers.

What else does this life mean?

"Brother Xiaosi, Xiang'er doesn't want to live anymore, let Xiang'er die..."

She cried even more miserably than Lin Shui.

Shui Shuisi was immediately speechless.

Look at Uncle Shui pretending to be dead, and then look at my sister who is really crying.

Suddenly his eyes rolled.

Patting Lin Shui, who had his eyes closed.

"Uncle Shui, I have an idea.

Just tell me directly, Xiaosi.

What are the difficulties in making hydrogen metal firecrackers?

Why can’t it be mass-produced?”

Lin Shui half-opened his eyes and said half-deadly.

"The first thing is time.

Uncle Shui, I don’t have that much time!

Being able to produce three to five in a day is already a high speed.

It's possible to hurry up.

But once your hands and feet shake, the fission hydrogen element comes out, and if you can't control it, your Uncle Shui might go to heaven.

So this won’t be fast!”

The blue light flashes between Shui Shui Si's brows.

"I know this, but what about the second one?"

Lin Shui helplessly spread his hands:

"Secondly, no one else can really do this except myself.

So, just stop worrying about large-scale mass production!"

“Third, let’s just say the first two problems can be solved.

How to solve the water resource problem?

The Endless Sea is not small, but if all of it were used to make hydrogen metal bombs, let alone tens of billions, it would be three billion, and there would be no water on this continent.

How can I, Uncle Shui, satisfy Xiang'er's request?"

At this time, Xiang'er had some hope again, but now that she saw that there was no chance, she grinned and was about to cry again.

Shui Shuisi immediately covered her mouth.

"Xianger, let's not cry!

Maybe Brother Xiao Si has a way, right?"

Xiao Xiang'er now regards hydrogen metal firecrackers as the only fun and reason for living.

I got excited immediately.

"Brother Xiao Si, tell me quickly, what can you do?

I want tens of billions, no, hundreds of billions of hydrogen metal firecrackers."

Lin Shui heard this and decided to die for a third time.

Shui Shuisi grabbed Lin Shui.

"Don't!

Uncle Shui, listen to me!

I can help you solve your first problem.

What is Xiao Xiang'er's constitution?

Have you heard of the Time Formation?

If time is accelerated ten thousand times or one hundred thousand times, and a bomb is made inside, is time a problem?"

Lin Shui heard this and thought it was a good idea.

But then I became frustrated.

“The Time Formation is good and can solve the problem of lack of time.

The point is, if your time accelerates ten thousand times or more, maybe you, Uncle Shui, and I will die of old age before we finish building the bomb.

What you said is unrealistic!"

Shui Shui Si rolled up his sleeves.

Well, he and Xiao Xiang'er must wear clothes now so that they can be seen by Lin Shui.

"Why is it unrealistic?
To be continued...