"And thanks to you, Ban Tsai's recovery spell is now a big improvement, so in a sense, I should thank you!" The corners of the coyote demigod's mouth went up, revealing a malicious smile. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Alright! I'll admit that a few of the explosions were due to my design mistakes, but I believe the mechanical spirits are protecting me! Furthlag spread his hands, his expression extremely religious, and it was clear that his belief in the spirit of the machine had gone a little mad.

Seeing Fuslag's appearance, the coyote demigod suddenly became a little curious, it knew very well that the mechanical spirit had never existed, it could be said that this was just a theory put forward by the coyote demigod to fool Fuslug, but Fuslag didn't know what had happened, and now the old goblin seemed to have regarded the mechanical spirit as a real god.

"I don't know if the mechanical spirit has blessed you, but if it weren't for me, I think you would have only one hand left by now!" Ban Tsai was talking about a previous explosion, when Forslug's right hand was almost cut off by an irregular metal fragment, which was elbow-length, in fact, if Ban Tsai hadn't treated it in time, maybe Forslug's right hand would have to be replaced with a metal prosthetic limb now.

"My hand was almost broken that time, but if it weren't for the mechanical spirit protecting me, that piece might have cut off my head! That's why I'm alive thanks to the mechanical spirits! Of course, you can help me get my right hand back, and I thank you very much! Fuslag immediately retorted, apparently the goblin had become a fanatical believer in the mechanical spirit through self-hypnosis, and he attributed everything to the non-existent mechanical spirit.

"Okay, now is not the time to discuss this, my time is limited, now hurry up and show me your proud invention!" Seeing that Fuslag and Ban Tsai were getting further and further away from the topic, the coyote demigod quickly slapped the floor twice, reminding the two guys that they had digressed from topic, and in fact this kind of dispute of faith would not be fruitful at all.

"I almost forgot about business, come with me!" Fuslag patted him on the head with a sudden realization, and he and Banzai led the way in front, leading the coyote demigod into the depths of the workshop.

In the messy shop hall full of materials and parts, a clean-cleaned workbench stands out, with several strange punk-style objects filled with goblin engineering placed from left to right.

"This is the Goblin Rocket Belt, just add a standard amount of Goblin Rocket Fuel from here, and you can fly for five minutes! It's just that there is still a problem of how to control the direction of flight, but I think I will find a way soon. Fuslag picked up a ribbon of curved metal from the workbench and introduced it to the coyote demigod.

The coyote demigod noticed that there were several small spouts attached to the side of the metal belt, and it was clear that the flames were spewing from it, bringing great propulsion, but wouldn't this scorch the tail of the gnolls who were using the belt? The coyote demigod fell into deep doubt.

Furslag didn't notice the coyote demigod's puzzled expression, he picked up an ordinary-looking metal cylinder from the workbench and introduced it to the coyote demigod: "And this one is a goblin flamethrower, I originally planned to make a hand-held rocket propulsion device, but due to an accident, the nozzle of this propulsion device was reversed for one of my stupid apprentices, so it became the current hand-held flamethrower, but surprisingly, it is indeed very useful!" ”

"It's very easy to use, but you forgot to mention that it explodes when it's used for a while!" Banzai glared at Forslag and mercilessly exposed the shortcomings that Forslag had concealed.

"I've found a solution to this problem, which is to separate the vent from the fuel tank and connect it with a long metal pipe, so that when the user finds that the metal pipe has started to heat up, he knows that it is about to explode!" Fusslag replied dissatisfied, implying that the weapon would be dropped as a bomb when it was about to explode, but this solution was obviously to treat the weapon called the Goblin Flamethrower as a disposable weapon.

The coyote demigod thought about it, but decided to interrupt Fuslug, who was about to introduce other strange inventions, he picked up the goblin flamethrower, and then pointed to the location of the spout and asked Fuslug: "As a layman, I think your solution is really too wasteful, the goblin flamethrower should be able to have the characteristics of large-scale equipment, so it must not be a disposable weapon, and can't the security of this weapon be slightly improved, such as adding a safety valve to it?" ”

In fact, since Fuslag has introduced these two inventions, the coyote demigod has found a lot of problems, so it starts with the problem of the goblin flamethrower, if this weapon can only be used as a bomb for a few gnolls, it obviously has little value, but if it can be equipped with this weapon in large numbers among the gnolls, the natural numerical superiority of the gnolls will make them a truly invincible and powerful army.

"Safety valves? First of all, as a dignified goblin engineer, I never use the parts I bought, and then we now have twice as long to produce a simplest valve as a goblin flamethrower! The number of times the safety valve can be used is extremely limited, and I can't guarantee that it will meet your requirements for multiple uses! Fuslag's answer was also helpless, it was not that he didn't want to make the Goblin Flamethrower into a weapon that could be used multiple times, but the biggest problem now was the lack of skilled workers, and the materials produced in the city of Erezalas were not enough to make high-quality parts.

"Well, what you're saying is really hard to do, and I'm trying to figure it out. But before I do that, I have another question, you don't seem to have considered the racial differences of the users when you designed these equipment? The coyote demigod called a gnoll engineer apprentice, and he asked the gnoll to equip the rocket belt, and then pointed to the small rocket vent of the rocket belt above the gnoll's tail, and asked Fuslag, "Look at this vent, the flames coming out of here are just enough to burn this hapless guy's tail?" ”