Chương 140: Reborn as the Dragon — Chapter 140 - Tear Gas

To confirm Mei Magogoko wasn't faking it, Su Nian used the Insight Technique to pull up her status. Sure enough, there it was: a red-turning-black [Madness] debuff, duration listed as three question marks.

"Master, master!" Banana Wolf spotted the Black Dragon and its face cracked open with the expression of a man seeing his savior. It looked absolutely pitiful, half-crying and half-sniveling as it choked out its grievances:"Master, help, me. She, so annoying!"

"Can't, kill her either!" Su Nian looked at the wretched wolf and nearly lost it. This was the Shit-Death Execution Wolf, the creature that made players go pale just hearing its name, and a single deranged Sakura player had reduced it to this.

"Kill her. No reason to keep a lunatic around." Su Nian glanced at Mei Magogoko with casual contempt and said nothing more. Those words almost made Banana Wolf leap off the ground in gratitude. God only knew how long it had been waiting to hear them. It spun around, hoisted Mei Magogoko up with one hand, wound its wolf claw back in a full arc, and delivered the Big Slap with everything it had. Smack. The blow sent Mei Magogoko flying. Her head spun 720 degrees on her neck. She didn't even make a sound.

Instant death. The corner of Su Nian's mouth twitched. He said nothing. She'd already lost her mind. Keeping her served no purpose. Better to send her back to the player side and let her be someone else's problem. The human Banana Wolf most despised was finally dead. Its mood lifted instantly. It shuffled up to the Black Dragon, head dipping in a small bow, and waited for orders.

"I'm curious," Su Nian said.

"How did you drive her to this state? Her mind seemed relatively intact before." As he spoke, he was scanning the bamboo baskets scattered around the room, each one packed with torture implements. He quietly sealed the muscles in his nasal cavity shut and clamped his mouth closed, forcing himself to speak through throat vibrations alone. Because the smell was genuinely unbearable.

"Master, it was, like this."

"You said, treat her, well."

"So I, every day, fed her Shit Bombs."

"At first, she, wouldn't eat. Wouldn't eat, so I pressed her head, into the water. Made her suffocate. She couldn't take it, so in the end she had to, eat!" Banana Wolf's speech came out in halting fragments, and it kept using gestures to fill the gaps where words failed it. You had to give it credit for trying to explain something this complicated. This story originates from Royal Road. Ensure the author gets the support they deserve by reading it there.

"She, ate, wanted to vomit. First two days, I used, tree sap, to seal her, mouth shut. Couldn't vomit, out."

"After that, she started rushing, to eat, the Shit Bombs, herself!" Listening to the description, Su Nian could piece together a rough picture of what Mei Magogoko had lived through. The sensation of shit and vomit mixing together in a sealed mouth, with nowhere for it to go but leaking out through the nose and eyes. That must have been extraordinarily... refreshing. He stopped himself there. He still had to eat lunch.

"Banana Wolf, you've done well. Your methods are getting more refined."

"Keep it up. I want more punishments that leave these invaders with no choice but to surrender." Su Nian was generous with the praise. Then something caught his peripheral vision. In the Tyrant Stinkbug breeding room nearby, one stinkbug was completely red, wisps of green smoke curling off its body. That was new. Curious, he threw an Insight Technique at it. [Mutant Tyrant Stinkbug (Dragonified)] Su Nian: "(°ー°〃)???" He stood there for a moment. What the hell?! Tyrant Stinkbugs could dragonify now?

Theoretically, he knew it was possible. Anything that spent enough time near a dragon's lair had a chance, creatures, plants, it didn't matter. But actually seeing a lowly stinkbug cross that threshold with his own eyes? That was a first. Banana Wolf noticed the Black Dragon's attention and immediately launched into an introduction, chest puffed with pride.

"Master, this is the mutant, Tyrant Stinkbug!"

"Just, recently discovered. I named her, Little Red." Little Red. The bug was male. Su Nian couldn't even be bothered to say anything. Banana Wolf, mistaking the silence for disdain, went a little anxious. It hurried over to the breeding room, pulled on gloves and a nose plug, and carefully retrieved the mutant stinkbug.

"Master, look. Little Red has vibrant coloring, a handsome appearance, excellent health, and the white meat on its body is eight times that of an ordinary Tyrant Stinkbug." Su Nian: "..." He was a Black Dragon. Unfortunately, nothing about this stinkbug struck him as handsome or vibrant. Banana Wolf pressed on:"But the truly valuable part — its Shit Bombs contain large quantities of flammable gas. Theoretically, they can explode. And the smell is, particularly pungent.

Smelly, and spicy — it actually makes you tear up." Su Nian's eyes went wide. He straightened his full dragon frame before he even realized it. Now that was interesting. Anna already had a Light spell that hit like a flashbang. Now Banana Wolf had produced what was essentially an enhanced Tear Gas grenade? His interest in Little Red sharpened considerably.

"Master, please look. This is, Little Red's, Shit Bomb." Banana Wolf lifted its wolf claw and pressed a few specific spots on Little Red's body. A moment later, with a soft poof. Little Red produced a dark red Shit Bomb roughly the size of an adult's fist. Blood-colored steam curled around it. Visually, it was oddly striking. Su Nian had his nose sealed shut, so the smell was beyond his reach. Banana Wolf, however, had already started crying.

"Master, would you like, me, to demonstrate?" It set Little Red back in the breeding pool and held up the dark red Shit Bomb, eyes shining with the eagerness of someone presenting a prize find.

"Take it outside. Throw it well away from the lair." One wolf, one dragon, and the kobold chieftain Borikley made their way to the area behind the dungeon, roughly two hundred meters out. It was a scorched patch of former forest, now just a dry, open clearing. Perfect testing ground for Tear Gas.

"Reporting, Master — Banana Wolf is in position! Awaiting orders!" Banana Wolf stood tall in its helmet and gloves, Shit Bomb in hand, giving it a few experimental tosses.

"One hundred meters ahead. Begin the throwing experiment." Su Nian kept his face equally serious. The appearance of a genuine Tear Gas weapon would be a significant boost to the lair's combat capability. On command, Banana Wolf immediately dove behind a nearby rock. Half a helmeted head poked out. Tactical observation of the distant target. Complete. Begin throw. It wound its arm back all the way, and with a sharp whoosh, sent Little Red's Shit Bomb spinning through the air.

Su Nian held his breath, tracking the bomb as it tumbled freely across the sky, until it hit the target dead center. Boom. The Shit Bomb detonated. A crimson fog rolled outward, blanketing roughly five meters in every direction. A light breeze drifted through. Su Nian released the seal on his nasal cavity. A wave of pungent, blistering stench hit him in the face. Beside him, kobold chieftain Borikley was already streaming hot tears. [The chapter will spare you the rest.] ➤ Next: Test Subjects