Chapter 763: Fool, that's TNT!
"Count, let's first take a look at the raw material pool."
Viscount Willy scanned the large factory and said.
"Hmm, I want to see if the raw materials used by the Huaxians are the same as those analyzed by my Bordeaux Clan."
Count Ellis nodded and approached the raw material pool.
Next to the raw material pool, there were de-orange machines and about a dozen large compartments filled with herbs.
"These are fresh oranges, Snow Lotus, Prunella vulgaris, honeysuckle..."
Count Ellis's gaze swept over the leftover raw materials in the pool, a gleam flickering in his eyes.
"Count, it seems that the materials match what we've researched, nothing particularly rare."
Viscount Willy said from the side.
"Hmm, then it must likely lie in the brewing process."
Count Ellis nodded heavily, his gaze following the production line forward.
"Let's go, Viscount Willy, let's check the fermentation tanks."
Count Ellis said.
"Yes, Count."
Viscount Willy nodded.
The group then headed towards the fermentation tanks located at the center of the production area.
"Open those fermentation tanks."
Viscount Willy instructed the elite wolves he was leading.
"Yes, Viscount."
Answered four Barons and several elite wolves.
Outside the distillery, the night rain continued to fall, drizzling softly.
Li Xinyan, Elder Bing Yuan, Elder Gu You, Jiang Huo'Er, and Thunder God stood under a tree, gazing in the direction of the distillery.
"The Werewolves have walked right into our trap."
Li Xinyan's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, she whispered.
"Hmm, yes, since they came, those vile werewolves will meet their end here."
Elder Bing Yuan nodded, a chilling gleam in his old eyes.
Inside the distillery production area.
Four Barons and several elite werewolves opened all the covers of the fermentation tanks.
Inside each tank were piled objects wrapped in a material similar to oilcloth.
"Count, is this Immortal Orange Wine solid fermentation, like Huaxian baijiu?"
Seeing the contents of the tanks, Viscount Willy raised his brows and said.
In modern alcohol brewing, baijiu generally uses solid-state fermentation, while wines like grape wine use liquid fermentation, which is on a larger scale.
"Hmm, maybe this is what's special about the Immortal Orange Wine fermentation."
Count Ellis furrowed his brows as well, his heart inexplicably skipped a beat as he looked at the contents of the tanks, a trace of doubt in his eyes.
"Viscount Willy, open these."
Count Ellis said.
"Yes, Count."
Viscount Willy nodded, replied, and then walked to the nearest fermentation tank, a scarlet gleam flashed in his eyes, and sharp nails grew from his right fingertips.
Whoosh!
Viscount Willy slashed, tearing open the oilcloth, revealing a yellow, fish-scale-like powder.
"Is it really solid fermentation?"
Viscount Willy's eyes focused, he grabbed some in his hand and sniffed it at his nose.
"However, the smell of this powder is somewhat strange."
Viscount Willy said with puzzlement, extending his tongue to lick it.
At the side, Count Ellis's pupils contracted, his face suddenly changed as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.
"Fool, that's TNT, we've fallen into a trap!"
Count Ellis's aged face twisted, he shouted angrily.
Whoosh!
As his shout fell, Count Ellis's eyes turned blood red in an instant, as if he could feel the impending doom, his aura suddenly surged, and he dashed madly towards the exit of the production area!
Viscount Willy's face also turned deathly pale instantly, the same goes for the other elite werewolves.
However, just as they were about to rush out.
Bang~!
The half-ton of TNT in the fermentation tank exploded instantly.
Boom~!!!
A huge fiery mushroom cloud rose from the production area, meanwhile in the courtyard, other places also sounded with explosions.
A sea of fire filled the sky, its terrifying power instantly swallowed Viscount Willy and the elite werewolves behind him.
Within a few breaths, the entire factory was engulfed in flames.
Facing the raging fire, even the pouring rain in the night sky couldn't help.
Yet, within the sea of fire, there was only one figure, emitting a chilling howl, surrounded by the glint of silver armor, desperately charging outward.
Outside the distillery, the sudden, sky-high fiery mushroom cloud lit up the whole night sky, also illuminating the faces of Li Xinyan and her group.
Under the tree in the night, watching the sky-high flames, the eyes of Li Xinyan, Elder Bing Yuan, and the others gleamed simultaneously.
"Miss Xinyan, it's exploded. It's unlikely any of those werewolves could survive."
Elder Bing Yuan's eyes gleamed coldly as he said.
"Hmm, it's just a pity the distillery got destroyed. I hope the boss won't blame me."
Li Xinyan nodded, with slightly narrowed eyes, she sighed softly.
"Li Manager, you know him, don't you? Besides, with Feipu Manor's wealth, rebuilding a distillery doesn't take much money. Having so many werewolves buried here is worth it."
Jiang Huo'Er's beautiful eyes looked at Li Xinyan, light flashing within them as she spoke.
One must admit, this girl, about the same age as herself, deserved to be the chief manager of Feipu Manor. Her mind had matured and her fortitude had strengthened greatly.
She anticipated that these werewolves would likely target the distillery first, so she pre-emptively buried nearly a ton of TNT throughout the factory.
This TNT was naturally provided by their Special Security Department. While it may be difficult for others to obtain, for them, it was no big deal. Jiang Huo'Er applied to Old Qiao, who approved it.
"Yes, Miss Xinyan, Young Master Qin certainly won't blame you."
Elder Tian Yan also nodded and said, given the billions in assets the Immortal Orange Wine held, rebuilding a distillery was a minor expense.
"Ah~!!!"
As they were talking, a hoarse and miserable scream came from the raging inferno, chilling in the rainy night.
Li Xinyan and the others narrowed their eyes, quickly looking up.
In the sea of fire, a colossal figure, seven meters and six tall, with its whole body engulfed in flames, burst out from the blaze.
That figure was burning fiercely, but if observed closely, beneath the flames, a faint silver glow flickered, serving to somewhat shield against the fire.
Boom!
Within the factory, under the all-encompassing flames, that towering figure, seven meters and six tall, charged out from the inferno, appearing in the night's rain.
"Ah...!!"
That figure let out a harrowing, wretched scream from its throat, then directly plunged towards a ditch in front of the factory.
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