Monster Hunter: I can hear the monsters' thoughts

Chapter 173 Pure White Slip and Foaming Slip

It's strange to say, but in front of Lin Lin, this little Puff behaved so well that he could be called a well-behaved kid. Lin Lin put it in a basin, and it really stayed in the basin obediently and didn't come out again, allowing Lin Lin to clean the house safely.

"Huh? It can be lit, right?"

Carrying a bucket of dirty water he had collected from home, Lin Lin dipped a little of it with a cotton ball and lit it with fire. He saw that the small cotton ball was burning fiercely, and the fire was quite strong.

Looking back at the mixture of lubricant and water mixed with dust in the wooden barrel, Lin Lin touched his chin and began to think.

I have to say, although this little guy's pure white slippery liquid was all over the floor, after all the noise he made, not a single spark set the house on fire, so it was a blessing in disguise.

But why?

It's clearly quite flammable, so why didn't it catch fire inside? Was it intentional on Puff's part? Or is it because the composition of its synovial fluid is different from that of an adult Flame Fox Dragon?

With nothing else to do, Lin Lin decided to explore around.

The first thing is to test the effect of concentration and see the effect of ignition after the lubricant in the barrel is mixed with different amounts of water.

Then there is no need to conduct other tests, because after the step-by-step dilution, it becomes increasingly difficult to ignite, and the result that it cannot be ignited at all in the end already explains the reason.

The higher the concentration of synovial fluid, the easier it is to ignite. For example, the concentration of synovial fluid secreted by small puffs is basically stuck around the critical point. If it is increased a little bit, maybe there is no need for ignition, and it can burn directly after just a few frictions.

Is this intentionally controlled, or is this the highest concentration it can reach for the time being?

Lin Lin couldn't think of the answer to this question for the time being. It would be best if it was intentionally controlled. He wouldn't have to worry about this little guy setting the house on fire when he was not at home one day. If it was the latter, he would have to hurry up and find a new home for this little guy. He couldn't let it mess around in this small house.

With a rough idea in mind, Lin Lin picked up the wooden barrel and prepared to dump the waste liquid. However, after his eyes swept over the last small bowl of water that was diluted to the point of being completely inflammable, he suddenly stopped.

He put his hand into the water and stirred it a few times, and dense transparent bubbles appeared on the surface of the water. In the gaps between his wrist armor, tiny mud and blood stains dissolved in the bubbles, making the bowl of water a little dirtier.

"Is this... foaming slippery fluid?"

Although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, this bowl of liquid with dense bubbles looks no different from foaming lubricant.

Suddenly, Lin Lin remembered a message he had seen somewhere before, which seemed to say...

The concentration of body fluids of rare species is hundreds of times higher than that of common species?
Just a few drops of the Bubble Fox Dragon's foaming lubricant can turn a pool of water into colorless, transparent foam. The Flame Fox Dragon's pure white lubricant will ignite white flames with just a slight friction. Is the difference between the two just the difference in concentration?
If this is true, then it seems that I have...successfully achieved blistering synovial fluid freedom?

When he was in Rocklak, he complained to Coconut Tree about the difficulty in cleaning his protective gear. Coconut Tree's suggestion was to use a foaming lubricant to clean it. However, since this cleaning agent came from the foaming fox dragon that did not exist around Rocklak, the price was extremely high. He did not have the financial resources to buy it at the time.

Lin Lin's eyes lit up, as if he saw a way to make money.

Unable to wait to pour out the waste water, Lin Lin hurried back to the house and picked up the little Puff who was lying in the big basin and looking at him innocently.

"Come, let me see if I picked up a gold nugget!"

He took a small bowl and scraped the dripping puff twice. Looking at the few drops of light white oil at the bottom of the bowl, Lin Lin put the confused puff back and took out a few potion bottles specially made for hunters and stored the oil in them.

"Boss, what are you doing, meow?"

"Experiment."

Lin Lin started diluting without even raising his head.

"Experiment? Boss, you're not a hunter, meow? What kind of experiment is this, meow?" Lin Lin's lips curled slightly, looking at the clear and transparent liquid in front of him after repeated dilutions, and turned to Yezao and waved:

"Come, look at this."

Yezao had just been watching Lin Lin's actions from the side, and he couldn't help scratching his head when he heard this:
"Boss, you just diluted the fluids on Puff's body. What's so good about it, meow?"

"Let me see if this thing can be sold."

"Sell?"

Coconut Date tilted its head. Although it didn't say anything, the look in its eyes when it looked at Lin Lin clearly showed its thoughts:

Boss, are you crazy about money?
"Remember when we were in Rocklark?"

"Of course I remember, meow."

"Do you still remember the topic we discussed about blistering slippery fluid and blistering dragons?"

Jujube tried hard to recall, blinked, and his gaze shifted back and forth between the small bottle in Lin Lin's hand and the little puffs lying quietly in the big basin.

"But Boss, didn't you say that Little Puff isn't necessarily a Puff Fox Dragon Meow?"

Lin Lin hugged Coconut Date's neck and said, "Don't think too much. Let's see if this thing is foaming slippery fluid!"

……

After repeated verification, Lin Lin finally confirmed that what he was holding in his hand was not a diluted version of pure white lubricant, but pure and authentic foaming lubricant, liquid gold!

"Let's go, let's go find Brother Yangyan to sell the goods!"

The few drops of oil scraped from the little puff, after being diluted a hundred times, have been put into dozens of small bottles by Lin Lin and neatly arranged in the box.

"Eh? I want to go too, meow?"

Lin Lin glanced at the obedient little Puff, then looked at the date, and nodded again:
"You should come with me. I really don't want to clean the house again..."

"You can't blame me for this, meow. Puff didn't listen to me, meow..."

Yezao muttered a few words and finally followed Lin Lin out.

"Oh, right!"

Lin Lin suddenly turned back and said something to Tiao Tiao, who was dozing off on the other side:
"Tiaotiao, take good care of Puff at home! Don't make a mess of the house!"

Tiaotiao:?
What did the leader say? I don’t understand!
Lin Lin didn't care whether Tiao Tiao understood or not. He just packed a package and filled it with dozens of cans of foaming lubricant he had just made. He was in a very good mood and walked on the village road under the bright moonlight. The breeze blew by, bringing the dull sound of rabbit balls being beaten in the distance.

Lin Lin: ...

When he reached the village entrance, Lin Lin looked towards the main road on the left. Brother Yang Yan, whose face was always covered with a piece of talisman paper, always stood here with an umbrella. Next to him was a truck pulled by a bobo, and the truck was full of goods.

But at this moment, the mysterious businessman was nowhere to be seen.

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