I build nuclear bombs in the giant world.

Chapter 115 I will inherit the Warhammer Giant
"Histria, why don't you go back to your room and rest first." Ian listened to the knock on the door outside the office and glanced at the clock on the wall: "It's already two o'clock. I have a lot of work tonight. To do.”

"It's okay, I don't have any plans for tomorrow." Histria helped Ian button up his coat: "You should pay more attention to yourself, your lips are cracked, I will make you a cup of tea .”

As she said that, she came to the bookcase, took tweezers, picked out a small crystal clear stone from a sealed iron kettle, threw the small stone into a special small stove, lit a match and threw it in.

That stone is the specialty of Parade Island, the ice blast stone. Standing by the stove and looking from above, you can clearly see the moment when the flame ignites it. It is like a melted rock candy that quickly liquefies. Bubbling and sizzling, it dipped into a hollow iron ring.

Blue flames emerged from the small holes in the fire ring. Histria poured cold water into the half-full hot water kettle and put it on the stove to boil the water.

The small ice blasting stone she put down just now can burn for about 10 minutes, and the heat released is enough to boil several pots of water.

On Parade Island, they themselves are using ice blast stones as fuel.

Since this stuff will vaporize quickly in an environment above [-] degrees Celsius, it must be kept in a sealed container and placed in a cool place.

But it's autumn now, so as long as you don't put it in the sun, there's no problem even if you open the lid and leave it.

While Historia was boiling water, Ian stood up and opened the door.

Normally, no one would disturb him at this time, and the documents that should be processed would be delivered in the morning, unless there was something very urgent.

The person who came to see him was Petra.

Petra saluted: "We received a telegram from Captain Hanji at 1:23 this morning!"

"Three days ago, the Middle Eastern coalition forces occupied the fortress of Marais. The Middle Eastern coalition forces have declared war on Marais. Captain Erwin decided to change the 'Reberio Operation Plan' and hereby report to the Senate President!"

"Really?" Ian closed his eyes, pinched his philtrum, took a breath, opened his eyes and asked, "What did Captain Erwin decide to do?"

"The regiment leader has decided to prepare for the repatriation of all Malai prisoners of war starting tomorrow. With the large amount of information brought by the prisoners of war, Rebelio will fall into chaos and panic as if he has lost his intelligent giant. Then he will immediately launch a surprise attack and directly take away the war hammer giant!"

"I understand, sister Petra, please prepare your horse. I will go to see Captain Erwin right away." Ian said.

"Yes!" Petra nodded, turned around, and trotted forward to prepare her horse outside the door.

Historia stared at Ian's back, put her hands on her chest and clenched them into small fists: "Are you leaving now?"

"Well." Ian sorted the documents on the table and put the processed ones on the left and the ones that he didn't have time to read on the right: "I'm going to discuss the details of the battle with Captain Erwin."

"Not coming back tonight?" Historia walked up to Ian.

"Operation Rebelio is very important to Parade Island. This operation must not fail." Ian touched Historia's head: "So... I'm sorry."

Histria threw herself into Ian's arms, feeling the warmth of the coat that had just covered her body: "When can you come back?"

"I don't know." Ian said.

He didn't know how long it would take. All the operations of Rebellious were left to Erwin. Erwin was a military genius.

If Erwin decides to launch a surprise attack, then he will cooperate with Erwin to change the arrangement, as long as that can bring back the power of the Warhammer Titan.

All he can do is move forward, and he must move forward.

Historia bit her lip, hugging Ian and not letting go.She followed Ian all the way to the entrance of the mansion and stared at the horse led by the coachman of the mansion. There was also a group of accompanying soldiers on horseback. Giant miner's lamps were hung on both sides of the saddle. The white fluorescent light illuminated the street. Petra and others People are already on the horse.

Historia knew it was time to separate, but she still held onto Ian's right hand and wouldn't let go.

Ian stroked her cheek with his left hand, went down her face and arms, held her hand, and held her little hand in his palm.

"After everything is over, let's go traveling." Ian said, "I've always wanted to have time to relax and rest for a while."

After saying that, without waiting for a reply, he let go of Histria and stepped on the horse with both feet on the saddle.

Horseback riding is his old skill. When he was on the farm, he often rode back and forth between the farm and the town.

With the sound of horse hooves, everyone quickly disappeared into the street.

Historia returned to the mansion and came to Ian's office.

White steam came out of the spout of the hot water kettle, and the boiling hot water made a whining sound.

She took the kettle away, put the lid on the stove, and put out the flame.

Returning to her bedroom, she opened the drawer of the bedside table. In the drawer was a bamboo dragonfly toy that was incompatible with the room.

She took out the toy, held it in her hands, and made a preparatory motion to rub it, but looked up at the ceiling.

How can a bamboo dragonfly fly freely in a place like this?

Her head started to hurt again, so she put the bamboo dragonfly back and threw herself on the pillow.

Do you still have to wait?
In the conference room, Ian finished listening to Erwin's plan.

"Just do what Captain Erwin said. I will cooperate with your actions to mobilize all aspects of resource allocation and prioritize the execution of 'Operation Reberio'." Ian said: "But, There is one thing I want to change."

"What?" Erwin asked.

"After you bring back the successor of the Warhammer Titan, I will inherit the Warhammer Titan." Ian said calmly.

"Are you coming?" Erwin frowned: "Didn't we agree that Hanji would inherit?"

"Let Captain Hanji continue to deal with the Middle East Allied Forces overseas. The overseas export of ice blast stones cannot be separated from her. This is a good opportunity for us. If we control the export volume of ice blast rocks, we can influence the Middle East Allied Forces." That will buy us time as we advance in the war."

Ian clenched his fists and recalled the scene in his dream.

"Furthermore, I am the only one who is most familiar with the structure of the centrifuge. I am the only one who knows the concept and structure of the nuclear bomb, including the components needed for the power station. Only by me inheriting the Warhammer Titan can the maximum effectiveness of the Warhammer Titan be exerted."

Erwin's face looked extremely solemn: "Once you inherit the power of a giant, you can only have a lifespan of 13 years. Even the successors of the ancestor giants, King Freeze, will die exactly after 13 years. Do you really decide? Ok?"

Ian stared into Erwin's eyes without wavering: "Ah, it's decided, I will inherit the Warhammer Titan."

(End of this chapter)