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Back outside the stadium, the billowing smoke has begun to choke people's eyes to tears.

How could there be such a big fire?

Ye Lan frowned. Before leaving the hotel, I heard several large-caliber gunshots and explosions. I judged that the explosives ignited the flammable materials and started a small fire. As long as it can be contained in time, it is basically impossible for the fire to spread too much if it is extinguished in time.

But at his almost non-stop speed, the place was already burning uncontrollably.

The flames were about to spread to Ye Lan's feet, making him squint his eyes.

Wet?

Taking out the water bag filled with water from the basement, Ye Lan unscrewed the cork and poured some water. After coming into contact with water, the fire that came into contact with the water did not go out.

It even burned on the water!

"Gasoline?" Ye Lan blurted out in shock.

On the front foot, Arthur was still talking to himself about how precious gasoline is now. They were reluctant to refuel their cars and used motorcycles instead... but here, someone actually used gasoline to almost drendle the huge stadium. all over?

Who has such an astronomical amount of gasoline to do this? Who would have time to carry out such a huge project?

What's more, the cost of using enough TNT directly would not be much lower than this?

Annoying... If I could use scene retrieval at this time, I might be able to see the big secret!

Yelan listened to the sound of burning through the mist caused by the fire, and suddenly felt that there seemed to be some different noise. But the sound was so weak that Ye Lan was a little unsure.

Until... a human voice, like a loud bell with a loudspeaker, came from the vast sea of ​​​​fire.

"Save—life—ah—!"

ha?

Yelan's pupils shrank, there was actually someone in the fire scene?

How did you survive... No! Where did this sound come from?

The voice just sounded has basically reached the level of live concert sound, and there is no electronic sound at all, as if it is a direct human voice.

Weird side ability? Or props like supernatural objects?

It's getting more and more ghostly. But there is no doubt that this man saved the day. Why he is in there should be enough answers.

But...how can I save it? I can't put out the fire. Even if I really go crazy and 'drag the corpse' all the way in with infinite resurrection, I still can't drag the unlucky guy out alive!

Ta-ta-ta!

"This way! This way, don't spill the water, put out the fire...that unscrupulous thing threw a smoke bomb!"

There was the sound of hurried footsteps, and Ye Lan turned around to see that it was the hotel owner leading more than ten townspeople, rushing over through the thick smoke.

Wow!

Buckets of water were poured down, but few sparks were extinguished. Although even if these problems can be extinguished, it will be a drop in the bucket in a huge stadium.

"My good boy."

The innkeeper raised his head and looked at the blazing sea of ​​fire, feeling numb.

"How could...how could the fever be so severe!"

"Gasoline." Yelan said calmly.

"Gasoline??" The hotel owner's eyes almost bulged out this time. "That's ridiculous! What kind of prodigal son is this? He has the brains of going to a bar!"

Yelan:......

Although I think so too, your focus is always wrong, right?

After looking at him, Ye Lan sighed. These townspeople probably couldn't do anything to help him.

Forget it, let me continue to be the madman.

"Stop carrying water, take these people with you and go nearby to find me some bendable wire. You must be quick."

The hotel owner was stunned for a moment, but without saying anything, he waved his hand and led the people away, while Ye Lan squatted in front of the tire and silently took out the degradation stone.

The white light filled with gray fog kept flashing, and the bullet holes in the tires slowly returned to their original state.

At this time, the hotel owner also came back, and it took less than three minutes in total.

"It's pretty fast. Where did you get it?" Ye Lan took a large pile of wire and didn't know whether to praise him or doubt him.

"Hey, there's barbed wire nearby, we took some down."

Nodding, Yelan stuck the degraded stone in the recess between the motorcycle engine and the fuel tank, and wrapped it around with wire. Where there is instability, step on the wire little by little until the wire becomes a ball and gets stuck in the gap.

In this way, the degraded stone was completely fixed there.

When he was done, Yelan wetted the cloth with a water bag and wrapped it around his mouth and nose like a classic costume of a forest hero.

Then, he got on his motorcycle, cranked the accelerator, and adjusted the direction of the stadium.

"Wait! Wait!" The hotel owner felt that his mind was frozen at this moment. "You want to do it? You don't want to ride in, do you?"

Yelan glanced at him and asked funnyly.

"What if?"

Innkeeper:…

"No, even if you are not afraid of fire, you know that if you ride on a motorcycle like this, it will explode due to the high temperature before it has gone very far, right?"

Yelan kicked the degraded stone with her foot and shook her head.

"It won't explode."

Yes, this is the method he integrated using existing resources. Make use of the characteristics of the degenerate stone to get stuck at this critical point as much as possible.

The fire burns there, and the degraded stone degrades to its previous state. That is, until the motorcycle actually overheats and explodes, this thing works.

But if it really explodes... it's hard to say, Ye Lan will probably be reduced to ashes.

Of course, he can basically survive, but he has to consume his already limited strength to make his hunger explode more powerfully.

There is no other way to fix it with wire. Glue can't stick too firmly in a short period of time, and the degraded fossil is still "degrading". If it falls off halfway through riding, it will be a disaster.

Tape is even worse. I'm afraid it will be completely burned in a few seconds. After thinking about it, the only way to fix it in this situation is to use degraded fossils.

"Okay, you go collect all the fire extinguishers in the town, and find more people to make a firebreak on the periphery. This place will definitely not be saved without sufficient and professional firefighting equipment."

Boom!

God knows what the situation is like inside, and how long that unlucky guy can hold on. Every second slower means less hope!

As for the possibility of a trap...

In this end of the world where human feelings are cold and thin, who would use this method to set a trap that can only trap people with high moral standards?

Ye Lan's figure disappeared in the sea of ​​fire. The innkeeper looked at the figure who was determined to do what he wanted, with infinite complexity in his eyes.

He certainly didn't understand that Ye Lan was not afraid of death because he had the ability to resurrect, but he was shocked by this figure and admired him a little.

"I really hope we can always stand by each other..."...