Book 5: Chapter 33
I imagine everyone has heard of a phenomenon known as dust explosion. A dust explosion is the rapid combustion of fine particles suspended in the air that is no less powerful than TNT.
There are two challenges to successfully carrying it out. The first is that there must be dust particles reasonably distributed closely together in the air. Another is an ignition source which can be ignited instantly.
I don’t have either of the two with me. If I had metallic powder, I would choose metallic powder as my first preference. But the only option I have right now is flour.
It’s not easy to buy flour in winter. I had people grind out some flour for a few hours so that it was thick enough for my requirements. But then I wasn’t left with much flour. I only had a small pouch. It’s enough, though.
I just need them to do as I say now.
A few small boats slowly crossed over toward the island in the centre.
We didn’t use any light to remain hidden under the cover of the darkness.
The surroundings were silent. The only sound was the sound of water flowing.
I looked down into the pitch-black water. I inquired about the depth of the water during the day. I’m not actually a good swimmer, and the last time I died happened to be in the water. I’ve got a bit of a phobia towards deep water.