Zhang Lang continued to spend the following days between eating, sleeping, feeding Xiaoya and making clothes.
Six blood enhancements were suddenly added, and all attributes were also greatly increased. Zhang Lang really needs to get used to it.
At the same time, Zhang Lang also wanted better tools in order to make his ideal windbreaker!
Ordinary scissors and needlework are difficult to deal with the tough skin of the wolf monster. The tools made with wolf claws and wolf teeth are too rough, and the coat made is too ugly. In order to obtain better tools and adapt to the power of the army, Zhang Lang began to no longer be limited to the vicinity of Anning Town, and began to spread his activities to the surrounding areas.
Relying on his stronger mobility, Zhang Lang can often travel hundreds of kilometers a day, and nearby villages and towns have become his hunting ground.
But the wild beasts in this area were slaughtered in vain, and they don’t know why...
For Xiaoya, the confused beast only knew that the guy who came to feed every day looked much more dangerous than the previous few days, but the meat he brought every day was more, fresher, and more diverse than before!
For the sake of delicious food, Xiaoya said she would tolerate it!
After almost a month like this, Zhang Lang had almost adapted to his attributes. He also collected a lot of other supplies, but he couldn't find any suitable tools.
Not to mention ordinary iron tools, the sharp teeth, horns and claws of other monsters were not suitable, so the progress of making the windbreaker was delayed.
Finally on this day, Kyon brought news of a new mission!
"This time it's a steampunk world with supernatural powers... Oh, I almost forgot. To you, it's the modern Western world with magic. It seems a bit boring. How about it? Are you interested?"
"It's similar to my world, so I will have a home field advantage compared to the reincarnators!"
Zhang Lang put down the corpse of the giant beast he was dealing with, turned around and asked, "Are there many reincarnations?"
"Quite a few, a total of four altars are participating!"
"What about the weapon restriction level?"
"Level 2!"
"Okay, let me get ready!" Zhang Lang wiped the blood on his clothes and got up to go home.
"What else are you preparing?" Xu questioned: "With your current abilities, knives and flintlock guns are useless, right?"
"I found a lot of fire crystals a few days ago!" Zhang Lang said with a smile: "I made some treasures!"
With that said, Zhang Lang returned home and took out a small leather bag with rough workmanship... This was also made of wolf skin. Although it was a bit rough, it was stronger than before. It was convenient to carry things around the waist!
Inside the leather bag, there are a bunch of fist-sized, round, rumbling earth bombs with fuses pulled on them!
The so-called fire crystal is a magical mineral unique to Zhang Lang's hometown. In this world, it seems that yellow explosives have not been invented, and weapons are still at the stage of using black powder. However, adding fire crystal powder to the ratio of black gunpowder can trigger a violent explosion reaction, which is more powerful than yellow explosive of the same volume!
With this thing, although the firearms in this world are a bit primitive, their power is unambiguous!
When everything was ready, Zhang Lang informed Xu that it was time to leave. The black flames ignited, and he disappeared completely from this world with his bag on his shoulder...
When Zhang Lang came to his senses, he found himself sitting in a quaint dressing room.
Surrounded by rows of iron cabinets, a lantern-like gas lamp hung from the ceiling, and the glass lampshade was full of traces of blackening. Looking down at myself, I saw that the clothes and equipment on my body were gone, leaving only a pair of leather shorts...
Zhang Lang looked around and found that the clothes he was wearing were placed on the bench beside him. There was also the leather bag with the explosives inside, and he was relieved.
"Where is this place?" Zhang Lang asked in his mind.
"You know it by looking at it, it's the locker room!" Xu replied: "The locker room of the first police station in Dense Fog City. Your identity this time is a policeman!"
"Police?!" Zhang Lang frowned.
At this time, the door suddenly opened, and a mustachioed man wearing a dark thick woolen coat, a police helmet decorated with ornate badges, a sword and epaulettes walked in.
"Zhang? Aren't you ready?"
Seeing Zhang Lang still naked, the mustache was a little anxious:
"Hurry up, captain, they have already set off. They will probably arrive at the murder scene by now. You don't want this month's bonus?!"
Zhang Lang was stunned for a moment, then Xu reminded: "His name is Nathan, he is your colleague, your captain is called Aldrich..."
"I'm fine, don't worry Nathan, we won't hold back Captain Aldrich!" Zhang Lang dealt with it casually relying on the information Xu just said.
Nathan shook his head helplessly and took out a paper cigarette without a filter: "Hurry up, I'm going to smoke a cigarette first. I hope you can come out dressed neatly before I put it out!"
"Follow him!" Xu reminded: "The murders are probably related to the reincarnators! The reason why I helped you get the identity of the police is to make it easier for you to find the reincarnators!"
Zhang Lang nodded, found his locker according to the name tag, and began to put on his own police uniform. The same thick woolen coat as Nathan's and the sturdy police helmet fit him as if they were tailor-made. The uniformly distributed weapons are a double-edged saber and a revolver...
The woolen coat was thick and big enough. Zhang Lang hid the leather bag containing explosives inside the coat, stuffed all his clothes into the cabinet, closed the door and left.
He moved quickly, and Nathan's cigarette was only half smoked. When he saw him come out, he stubbed it out on the lid of the trash can and threw it into the bucket.
"Let's go, the scene is just three streets away!"
The police stations in this world are already equipped with cars, but obviously there are not enough to equip these two little policemen with one. Although three blocks were not far away, it was the depth of winter and heavy snowfall, so they still chose to take the public rail car.
Anyway, with this police uniform, you can enjoy the privilege of free admission.
After getting on the rail car, Zhang Lang's eyes were attracted by the huge steam.
Like Zhang Lang's hometown, most of the machines in this world are still powered by steam power. After experiencing many worlds, Zhang Lang has also seen more advanced internal combustion, but judging from the effects of use, he feels that it is not much better than the steam in his hometown.
He summed up the reason, it was because of the difference in fuel!
In theory, steam needs to have its own boiler, and after boiling water, the steam is used to drive the piston movement. Internal combustion injects liquid or gaseous fuel into the cylinder and directly explodes to push the piston. In comparison, it saves the volume of a furnace and the energy conversion efficiency is higher.
But these worlds that developed internal combustion all have one thing in common: they can produce suitable liquid or gaseous fuels, such as gasoline or natural gas.
In Zhang Lang's world, there is no technology tree that can ignite internal combustion. It is still thanks to the magical "fire crystal"!
This magical stone, in addition to being used as explosives, is useful in many fields that need to provide heat, including steam!
Using a special firing device, this thing can directly release huge heat energy in the water. Install the fire crystal in the steam pot, pour the water, and then fire it through the switch, it will have the same effect of heating up quickly, and the water will be released quickly. Boils to produce a powerful steam drive. In this way, the original boiler system eliminates the need for a stove and only needs a steam pot!
Fire crystal, a material, cannot directly act on internal combustion like gasoline and natural gas. Therefore, in a world with such convenient raw materials, steam has made great progress, but it has delayed the emergence of internal combustion...
What is the composition of this fire crystal, how can it strengthen the power of black gunpowder, and how can it release huge energy? Zhang Lang doesn't know. He has never seen anything similar in other worlds. Xu even suspects that this is someone The crystallization of the fire element.
But no matter what, this stuff can be seen everywhere in Zhang Lang’s hometown, and it is an important part of modern science and industry!
Maybe, this is the kind of science that Xu said was not recognized by Zhang Lang's ability to "return to nature"!
As for the steam in this mission world in front of him, Zhang Lang didn't know how it worked, but it must be supported by some unique natural resources for it to develop so perfectly.
"I said, are you listening to me?"
Officer Nathan's shout from the side finally drew Zhang Lang's attention back from the steam.
"What?" Zhang Lang looked at Nathan blankly, and the other man sighed: "I said it's Captain Aldrich's birthday next month. What gifts are you going to give?"
"Birthday gift?" This is not a question that Zhang Lang should consider at all. Based on past experience, he can only stay in a world for a few days at most, and he doesn't care about the interpersonal relationships with the indigenous people at all. But seeing the serious look on Nathan's face, he still thought about it.
"Pocket watch..."
"But the captain already has one..." Nathan was not very satisfied with the answer: "And that thing is expensive. Your life is quite tight during this time, right?"
"Then hat..."
"But what number does Captain Aldrich wear?" Nathan was confused again: "What if he doesn't like the style?"
"Or a pen..."
"Are you serious?" Nathan frowned: "The last thing Captain Aldrich wants to be mentioned is his ugly name. Giving him a pen won't make him think you are scolding him, right?"
"Then..." Zhang Lang became a little impatient: "Then I won't give it away... I love you!"
"No?" Nathan opened his mouth in surprise: "The captain is such a narrow-minded guy, if you don't give him a gift, you will wear small shoes!!"
"Then what do you want to give?" Zhang Lang stared at him, feeling like he wanted to squeeze this guy to death.
"I just don't know, that's why I'm asking you!" Unexpectedly, Nathan's eyes widened and he said confidently: "I thought you Orientals had some exotic customs, but it turned out to be so cliché!"
"Well..." Zhang Lang's forehead throbbed with veins, and he had the urge to punch him, but he finally controlled his temper and just stopped talking to Nathan...
Nathan also seemed to sense that Zhang Lang was unhappy, so he didn't say anything more until the bus arrived at the stop and the two of them got out of the car.
Nathan tugged on his collar to protect himself from the deep winter wind and snow, but Zhang Lang didn't care and still held his head high.
The two trotted along the soft snow and quickly arrived at the scene of the crime. At this time, the police who arrived first had cordoned off the scene and were collecting evidence.
Aldrich was a middle-aged police officer with a big belly. When he saw Zhang Lang and Nathan running in, he frowned: "Why are you two late again? Ten shillings bonus will be deducted from each of you this month!"
"Ahhhh..." Mustache Nathan immediately frowned, but Zhang Lang didn't take it to heart. He walked directly to the crime scene and started to look at the body.
The deceased was a man about forty years old. He was very tall. Judging from his thick neck, he should have quite strong muscles under the heavy clothes...
"What was the cause of death?" Zhang Lang asked. There were no obvious wounds on the outside.
Aldrich pointed at the deceased's head: "Open it and take a look!"
Zhang Lang did as he was told and found that an ice pick was inserted into the back of the deceased's head. Only a short section was exposed. It was covered by hair and could not be noticed without careful attention.
"I've been dead for about an hour. This is the first time I've seen someone stabbed to death with an ice pick like this!"
Aldrich curled his lips: "It's so cold today. If it's warmer, I'm afraid we won't be able to find the murder weapon when we arrive!"
Zhang Lang frowned and took out the ice pick.
"Eh?" Aldrich stopped him: "Who told you to pull it out! It's not time to inspect the murder weapon yet, so don't destroy the scene!"
Zhang Lang didn't care, he picked up the ice pick and put it in front of his eyes to examine it: "It's strange..."
"What's wrong?" Others came over.
"Why doesn't the ice pick show any signs of melting when it is inserted into the human body?" Zhang Lang frowned and said, "Either it was inserted when it was cold after death...or, this is an ice pick that will not melt!"
"How is that possible!" Nathan on the side curled his lips and said, "He's dripping all over you!"
Zhang Lang was stunned, and then thought that his newly acquired ability to return to nature could eliminate the influence of supernatural forces. He directly used it to catch. Even if it was really special, it had now become an ordinary ice pick that could be melted by body temperature...
"Although it may not melt, this is indeed no ordinary ice pick!"
Captain Aldrich seemed to be inspired, twirling his beard and analyzing:
"The human skull is very hard, and it's not easy to pierce it with an ice pick... And if you look carefully, besides our footprints around the body, there are only the deceased's own footprints!"
Zhang Lang looked carefully and found that the footprints were all left by police boots. The only difference was that they matched the soles of the deceased.
"It has been snowing heavily for more than two hours. If there are no other traces nearby, it means that he could not have been stabbed to death at close range, or that he could have been stabbed to death elsewhere and dragged his body here. That means that he is likely to be stabbed to death. , he was not stabbed to death... but shot to death!"
Regardless of whether the rumors about Aldrich's narrow-mindedness are true or not, this experienced police officer did indeed have a clue when surveying the scene.
"Could it be..." Nathan was surprised.
Aldrich nodded: "So this case may be picked up by those guys soon!"
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