Chapter 367

——【Could it be that he dug up something related to the volcano again? If things go wrong, he might make the volcano erupt again today. Didn't he say something about steam eruption last time? This time, let's go straight to a magma eruption. If it were someone else, it would be unlikely, but with Fang Yang, it's really hard to say.】

Fang Yang frowned; he could smell this stench even while sitting in the cab.

He even felt a slight urge to vomit.

You have to know that before this, even when he saw extremely disgusting scenes like rotting corpses, he didn't vomit, but now, just smelling a trace of the odor made him want to vomit.

This made him immediately realize something was wrong; this definitely wasn't a rotting corpse, but rather like some kind of toxic gas.

Now he must figure out what is underneath; if it really is dangerous goods, he must call the police immediately.

"Everyone move back, I suspect this smell is toxic! Disperse first, find a place with better ventilation."

Everyone was shocked upon hearing this and moved away from here one after another.

Fang Yang looked at the mud pit in front of him and continued to dig from the side with the bucket.

As he dug, he found a large clump of mud stuck to the bucket that wouldn't fall off no matter how he shook it.

Right now, he couldn't care about that much and had to keep digging.

Soon, a large blue plastic barrel appeared before his eyes.

There was a hole in the upper right corner of the barrel; it must have been poked accidentally before.

Some words were also engraved on the barrel.

If you looked closely, it said 【PET Glue】.

Glue?

Fang Yang was stunned. Could it be that the clump of mud on the bucket that wouldn't fall off was because it was contaminated with glue?

But why would they bury glue underground!

And this smell was truly intoxicating.

However, in his impression, the smell of glue was indeed a bit unpleasant, so this was also reasonable.

So he didn't think too much and continued to clear it so he could get it up later.

The crowd who had moved away saw that Fang Yang had dug something up and also gathered around to watch.

When they saw it was glue, they were all a bit curious and also a bit speechless.

Being scared to death by glue one by one—there's no one else like them.

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When everyone gathered around, Fang Yang also jumped out of the car and forced himself to endure the unpleasant stench to go up and take a look.

The Cameraman was the first to ask uncontrollably: "What kind of glue is this, why is it so unpleasant? Why would it be buried in the ground?"

The supervisor shook his head uncertainly: "I don't know. It seems this factory was reported and closed down before, right? Because this is a scenic area, everything must be handled properly before leaving. Who would have thought he would bury it directly underground."

"No wonder! This is too deceptive; fortunately, it's only a bit unpleasant!"

"Wrong!" Fang Yang suddenly interrupted, shaking his head repeatedly: "Cover your mouth and nose quickly; this smell cannot be inhaled too much, it's toxic!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was startled and hurriedly covered their mouths and noses to move back.

No one would doubt that such an unpleasant smell was toxic.

Fang Yang also took a big step back and took out his phone to call the fire department.

The supervisor asked curiously: "Isn't this glue?"

"It is glue, but it's low-quality glue. This smell contains a large amount of tetrachloroethane, which is toxic and irritating."

"Once inhaled, poisoning will cause symptoms like vomiting and abdominal pain; severe cases can lead to myocardial infarction! Fortunately, it only opened a small gap, so it's not a big problem."

After hearing the analysis, everyone couldn't help but move back a few more steps.

The word "glue" was not unfamiliar to them; they came into contact with it often in life.

But it was the first time they had heard that the smell of glue was toxic.

Right now, the work definitely couldn't continue, so everyone could only hide to the side and wait for the firefighters to come and take the glue away.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to get close while it was constantly emitting an unpleasant smell.

Fortunately, half an hour later, a team of firefighters arrived and carefully moved the large barrel of glue out of the mud. A gust of wind blew by, and the smell in the air dissipated quite a bit.

Seeing that it was almost noon, Fang Yang took the Cameraman to have lunch.

After returning, Chen Feng had already left with the archaeological team, returning to the other side of the mountain to continue excavating, leaving only the supervisor cooling off under the big tree.

Fang Yang returned to the cab to work again.

Buzz, buzz~~

The foundation of the wall was very shallow, so it wasn't that hard to dig, and many places had already collapsed, so it was very fast to dismantle.

Seeing that the work was proceeding very smoothly, just at this moment.

Clang~~

A metallic collision sound came from the mud again.

Fang Yang was bewildered!

The Cameraman and the supervisor both looked over here in surprise.

In just one morning today, he had already produced goods one after another.

And listening to the sound, it was clearly something like metal, not mountain rock.

Fang Yang took a deep breath and started clearing from the surroundings as usual.

Soon, based on the touch of the bucket, he cleared a circular groove from the side.

Clearly, the thing in the mud should be round! And observing the diameter of the mud, it should be over a meter.

Until the groove around it was dug to a depth of one meter, he still couldn't see the bottom. Fang Yang realized this thing was a bit like the iron barrel he had dug up before.

Sure enough, when he cleared all the mud on top, it really was a large iron barrel covered in rust.

The Cameraman looked at this scene and mocked: "This is clearly buried by the factory. Good guy, it's just like when I cleaned up when I was a kid; sweeping it under the bed counts as cleaning it up, right!"

The supervisor also nodded helplessly: "I'll go reflect this to the higher-ups later. This group of people is indeed a bit wicked, but this time it's an iron barrel; could it be glue again?"

"Don't know, have to ask my brother!"

Fang Yang jumped out of the car and walked around the iron barrel; besides a pile of rust and mud, he couldn't see anything.

It was sealed tightly; he didn't even know if there was anything inside.

"Brother, can you tell what it is?"

"Don't know!" Fang Yang shook his head; get it up first and then talk.

After saying that, he went directly back to the cab to operate the bucket and continue digging!

He originally tried to see if he could move or dig the iron barrel up directly.

Later, he found that it was like it was embedded in the mud, very hard to move.

He guessed that either there was something inside pressing it down, making it very heavy, or the mud underneath was still very deep.

So right now, he could only dig out all the surrounding mud first.

He had already dug a two-meter-deep pit, and now he had to keep digging.

He really couldn't understand what was inside, why it was buried so heavily armed, and buried so deep.

It couldn't be glue; that makes no sense at all.

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——【I have a premonition that this time he's going to dig up something incredible, but looking at the posture, it shouldn't be too big, after all, it's packed in an iron barrel. Could it be something like toxic gas again? But this doesn't look like a Japanese base either.】

——【It must be buried by the glue factory. This kind of place is full of chemical substances, very dangerous, and they didn't want to bother dealing with it, so they buried it in the dirt. In the past, many people did this; rather than wasting a lot of manpower and material resources to deal with it, it's better to just bury it, saving worry and effort.】

——【Could it be explosives? Fang Yang hasn't done this little, and if such a large barrel were to explode, I guess we could hold a funeral banquet today. Seriously, I'm really worried that one day Fang Yang will die on the road of driving an excavator. With his way of digging, he can only dig at noon; sooner or later something will happen!】

——【I was originally planning to sign up to learn how to drive an excavator, but hearing you say that makes me a bit scared. I heard people say that digging up cables, ancient tombs, etc., while driving an excavator is basic operation, and digging up dead people is a common occurrence. I'm just afraid that one day he'll blow up a bomb; if he doesn't die, he'll be disabled.】

Half an hour later, a complete iron barrel appeared before everyone's eyes.

The mud underneath had also been dug out, and a gust of wind blew by, rolling a large amount of dead leaves into the pit.

Fang Yang raised the bucket and tried to move the iron barrel.

However, it made a squeaking sound, and he could only make it shake; it seemed a bit impossible to dig it up completely from below.

Immediately after, he tried to extend the bucket to the very bottom of the iron barrel to lift it up, but the iron barrel moved, only to fall over and lie diagonally in the pit.

Fang Yang looked at the large iron barrel and frowned: "This is tricky now!"

If he relied solely on his excavator, it would be hard to get it up, but in a situation where nothing was certain, calling the fire department again felt a bit inappropriate.

After all, they hadn't left long ago, and calling them back again, he felt a bit embarrassed.