[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-lord-of-winter-beginning-with-daily-intelligence":3,"chapter-lord-of-winter-beginning-with-daily-intelligence-lord-of-winter-beginning-with-daily-intelligence-chapter-258":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Lord of Winter: Beginning with Daily Intelligence",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},152756,274,"Chapter 258 - 201: Flamethrower","lord-of-winter-beginning-with-daily-intelligence-chapter-258",258,"\u003Cp>Eduardo Calvin crouched in the charred underbrush, cloaked in a battlefield cape long sullied by ash and muddy water, looking every bit the bounty hunter of noble descent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you sure there are valuable clues to be found here?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tugged at his gloves, addressing the greyhound beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dog, bred specifically for locating decaying corpses, quivered its nose and occasionally perked up its ears, pacing restlessly over the scorched ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Nothing? Another wild goose chase?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hound gave a couple of whines, indicating there was something there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hah...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eduardo sighed, flinging his cloak back with no regard for the bloodstains and dust on his clothes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He casually peeled away the crusted ground, prying apart a heap of burnt vines, and finally unearthed a fragment of remains smeared with black bone residue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was almost beyond recognition, like a wax figure crumpled in a furnace, emanating a half-dead stench.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His face instantly soured; \"Lord, what sins have I committed...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eduardo complained as he fished out a clean white cloth from his pocket, wiping the mud off his fingers with a nobly restrained grace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hound looked at him, whimpered, and flicked its tongue over his sleeve, as if to comfort him for another fruitless search.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, yes, I know you’re even less satisfied than I am.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He patted the dog’s head, then looked up to the distant gray sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he began to question life, doubt the dog, suspect the church, and even ponder why the world so cruelly tasked him with grave digging...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dark shadow flitted across the gray sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its wings spanned like blades, slicing through the dull wind, diving towards Eduardo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eduardo didn’t look up, just squinted his eyes, his mouth twitching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Tsk, this one is for Louis.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He maintained his crouched stance, extending his left arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gray-feathered bird adeptly flapped its wings, landing on his shoulder, nipping lightly at a Silver Ring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He deftly retrieved it, unfolding the slightly crumpled letter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The paper was far from delicate, even bearing traces of moisture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The letter roughly stated: \"Found a special corpse, possibly linked to the Nest’s mental core. If you have time, come to Red Tide Territory to check it out.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the first second, he frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the second second, he took a deep breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the third second, he looked up at the overcast northern sky, as if seriously gauging whether destiny itself was playing a trick on him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he looked down at the heap of freshly dug mud, so dismal even Divine Grace wouldn’t resonate, his mouth twitching slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I spent over half a month, personally digging thirty-six graves... and he just ’happens’ to find a ’special corpse’ so easily?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eduardo murmured almost as if his soul had departed, then sat down, pulling the \"corpse-scent hound\" into his arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Gray, let’s go. At least it’s warmer at Red Tide.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hound licked his chin in response, while the gray-feathered courier on his shoulder focused on grooming its feathers, completely ignoring his internal collapse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eduardo stood up, dusting himself off: \"I hope this time there’s a real outcome. The dread in my heart grows ever deeper.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>......\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The north wind howled, and the wasteland on the northern side of Red Tide City seemed to be scraped by icy blades, the exposed ground long frozen hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the \"explosive test wasteland\" used for weapon testing; the Magic Explosion Bullet was previously tested here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Knight silently carried two heavy iron boxes to the center of the wasteland, raising a thin layer of dust as they hit the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Lord, both weapons you designed are completed, please take a look.\" Mike blinked his bloodshot eyes, yet his face bore a barely concealed excitement and pride.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis stood behind him, nodding quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mike deftly opened the first box, and a cold metallic gleam burst forth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a black and red flamethrower, akin to a slumbering beast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The main unit resembled a hefty metal backpack, covered with engravings and explosion-proof welds, connected to a thick tube stretching out to the nozzle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The front of the nozzle opened like a beast’s maw, with a blue-tinged Flint Crystal Stone embedded in the inner wall, ominously suggesting death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mike knelt cautiously, pulling out the hose, as if grooming the wings of a child he had personally cared for.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tapped the metal canister: \"This is the primary model flamethrower, weighing about thirty pounds, designed for carrying on the back. It propels Petroleum through a pressure system, with an automatic ignition mechanism at the front end that lights by pulling the trigger.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mike stepped back half a pace, gesturing to someone in the distance, \"For the Petroleum part, I’ll let the formulator explain it personally.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hillco, with a smug smile, walked over to the flamethrower, giving the metal canister a gentle pat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is the fourth generation of Fire Scale Oil I formulated,\" his voice was low yet clear and steady, \"it’s thick, with an extremely strong adhesion, able to cling to armor, leather, or even snow blocks and continue burning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In tests, it can burn through three layers of leather armor, ignite a whole pile of wetland. The range is controlled between three to four meters, balancing coverage and precision. A single spray can last up to twelve seconds...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, if you continuously hold it, in less than a quarter-hour, a whole squad of Snow Swearers can pretty much become a charcoal illustration.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis, not quite grasping the concept from the description, directly ordered: \"Begin the experiment.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cold wind roared across the wasteland, sweeping up snow and dust from the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>",938,"2026-05-29T04:24:47.504Z","2026-06-01T04:29:09.187Z",1,"novelbin.me","576dd8e4cf60872ba2971e19033d385e4099bac57d718f80e9738583926a1773","lord-of-winter-beginning-with-daily-intelligence-chapter-259","lord-of-winter-beginning-with-daily-intelligence-chapter-257",766,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Flord-of-winter-beginning-with-daily-intelligence-cover.jpg"]