ebookland Chapter 147 Another Explosion
Chapter 147 Another Explosion
As the blasting project was restarted, the roars that came from time to time during the day echoed in the sky of Stardew Valley like thunder, making the residents of the town panic. Fortunately, nothing went wrong in the end.
The reason why no accidents happened is very simple: compared with the last time, the Joja Group reduced the equivalent of blasting explosives this time, with an amount of explosives that only exceeded the safe equivalent by 50%. Yes, with more than half the amount of explosives, the first phase of the blasting project was completed with super efficiency.
This is what capitalists are like – without constraints, they tend to test the edge of danger, prioritizing efficiency and profitability.
Just like that, in this scene of restless chickens and dogs and startled birds and beasts, Pelican Town was covered by the veil of night and finally ushered in a rare peaceful moment of the day.
Is it really so?
Under the cover of night, a short figure was walking through the grass on the mountain road, and along the mountain road was the construction site of the Joja Group.
Several barbed wire fences wrapped with iron thorns formed the defense line outside the construction site, shining coldly under the moonlight.
Most people would have no choice but to retreat in the face of such a situation, but that figure rushed towards the barbed wire without hesitation and flipped over in no time.
With the help of the moonlight, I could see that the figure, which was more than half the height of an adult, was not wearing shoes, and its hairy lower limbs did not look like human feet.
The strong and rough toes were not afraid of being cut by the iron thorns, and the hard, thick nails with curved hooks firmly hooked the wire. In this way, he bypassed the barbed wire and the guard hounds on the construction site.
He moved back and forth among the shadows cast by piles of construction materials, like a ghost.
Finally he stopped in the shadow of the most remote building on the construction site, as if he was particularly interested in what was inside the building.
This building is a warehouse for storing highly protected explosives.
After pondering for a while, he took out a bag of unknown silver-white powder from somewhere and poured it into the lock of the door.
As the powder was completely introduced, a bright white light appeared on the lock of the warehouse, forming a hexagram pattern.
The door lock fell off automatically, and the originally tightly closed warehouse door opened in fear and helplessness like a person with his mouth covered under duress. The whole thing was eerie and did not make any sound.
The figure walked in openly, and the moonlight cast a long shadow in front of him, extending to the detonators piled in the warehouse.
The long reflection on the piled up detonators became more and more solid until a dry palm covered it.
The figure showed a playful smile and touched and tapped the detonator, as if studying its internal structure.
After a while, he stopped studying.
A briefcase-sized backpack roughly stitched with unknown leather suddenly appeared in his hand.
The crooked stitching and tattered patches make one doubt the craftsmanship of the bag's owner.
One bundle, two bundles... half a mountain of detonators were put into the bag by this figure. At this time, the bag was still shriveled as if it could be punctured with just a poke.
A series of strange scenes all show that this figure came from an extraordinary place.
Putting the broken bag back on his back, he left the warehouse and came to the construction site quietly.
There were a lot of construction machinery parked there.
He came under an engineering vehicle, fiddled with his tattered backpack for a while, and then a ball of explosives with a fuse appeared in his hand.
The fuse was lit and the explosives rolled all the way under the mechanical chassis.
Scarlet sparks flickered in the night, and an explosion was inevitable.
However, the figure seemed to have no sense of urgency and was not in a hurry to leave.
He found a branch and made his criminal statement on the hard ground nearby.
The handwriting was crooked like a child learning to write, and each stroke landed in an unexpected place. He wrote down the following sentence slowly and calmly:
"Uncontrolled destruction will eventually lead to destruction."
After finishing his work, he turned around and left without any reluctance, slowly disappearing into the night until his figure could no longer be seen.
"Boom~" The sound of the explosion covered the entire construction site. The shock wave of the explosives shook the entire construction vehicle into the sky, and the charred wreckage rolled and bounced three times on the ground.
Such a noise naturally woke up everyone at the construction site, and everyone hurriedly put on their clothes and went out.
I saw flames rising into the sky and thick smoke billowing. The burning construction machinery was like a huge fireball, illuminating the night sky and the gloomy face of the site manager.
As usual, they put out the fire and evacuate people. In the panic, Hashicasta, the temporary head of the Joja Group, arrived at the scene.
Organize personnel to investigate the scene, collect evidence, and search for suspects.
The on-site surveillance was disturbed during that period, and the gray screen did not capture the perpetrators. After the group counted the warehouse, they discovered that the detonators were missing.
"'Unrestrained destruction will eventually lead to destruction' Humph! I want to see what you are capable of." The tall and thin Qiao Kasta slowly stood up from the scene where the handwriting was written, and said angrily while shaking his hands.
"First, Morris was injured in the explosion, and then this time, I haven't bothered you yet, but you came to me first. It's been a long time since anyone has challenged our Joja Group like this."
He showed in his words that he didn't care at all about those strange signs.
"Damn it! Anyone who offends our Joja Group will have a bad ending." The subordinates flattered.
"Karby, construction will proceed as usual tomorrow." Qiao Kasta said to Kirby, the project manager behind him.
"I'm afraid that... the employees are a little..." Kirby, the project manager, looked embarrassed as if he was constipated.
His dilemma was not due to his concern for the workers’ emotions, but rather stemmed from the leadership’s tendency to add to the difficulties when faced with them.
"You have to remember that the progress of the project is more important than anything else. Can you bear the responsibility if there is a delay?" Qiao Kasta looked straight at him, pointed at his chest and said,
"Do you need me to teach you how to deal with these peasants? Use coercion and inducement! Pick out a few troublemakers and teach them a lesson, and give the rest a date!"
Ignoring the panicked grassroots workers, he issued a series of orders including but not limited to blocking information, prohibiting conversations on related matters, strengthening security, and extending construction time.
The tall trees all over the mountain prevented the sound waves of this not-so-small explosion from spreading.
As the sun rose, the people of Pelican Town welcomed another day of work and were not affected by the sudden explosion at night.
Their attention was drawn to another thing. Thanks to the matchmaking of archaeologist Petra, Pelican Town is about to have its first real school.
Ms. Petra will serve as the first principal and officially settle down in Pelican Town.
Once the news was announced by Mayor Lewis, it swept across Pelican Town like a hurricane.
Although it will take a long time for the school to be built and put into use, this exciting news immediately became a topic of conversation among people.