Chapter 433: The Capital of Wonderland

The theme casino and the welfare house have been basically completed, and a large number of propagandists have been sent to other countries and regions, and at the same time, by controlling several middle-level members of the harpist organization, they have used them to hire some bards and let these local forces help with the propaganda.

To create the otherworldly Las Vegave, the name of the city of Zazespor was also directly changed to "Wonderland", and the fame of Wonderland City is now on the way to spread.

If you want to talk about fairyland, in fact, you can say that it is a demon domain.

Wealth and food violence, wealth is a theme casino, color is a welfare house, food is the top theme restaurants, and violence is a gladiatorial arena, the first two have been built, and there is still room for further upgrades and expansions, and the latter two are in the follow-up plan, and there is no need to spend too much energy on Wonderland City for the time being.

Because no matter how big the cake is, without a fist or knife to protect the cake, these cakes are equal to 0 without 1, and no matter how many zeros are behind, they are only equal to 0.

Zazespor can develop smoothly without any pressure, but there is pressure on the side of the Vortex Mountains and Moss City.

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Moss Stone City, the plain east of the city.

About 1,800 meters from the east of the city, a small skirmish was raging.

On the side of Moss Stone City was Zhong Junxiu's human musket unit, with a total of five hundred people, each holding a shotgun in his hand, fifty people in a horizontal line, lined up in ten, and was firing at the mist in front of him.

This fog is also a hundred meters in volume, almost the same as a thirty-story building in the original world, not to mention that this fog is circular, and a hundred meters is not only the height, but also the width.

Such a behemoth is equivalent to a human musketeer who is two meters tall compared to a full two meters tall.

But now the fear of these human musketeers has been suppressed, and in their ranks, Zhong Junxiu has mixed in, also as an ordinary human musketeer.

Bang!

With a violent sound, the front row of fifty muskets opened fire in unison, and fifty round iron projectiles the size of thumbs were blasted out of the thick unrifled barrel along the pipe.

After the projectile explodes, the sharp fragments inside will burst more violently under the stimulation of the internal gunpowder, and the barrel is thick and the single barrel is a full 20 millimeters, and the ammunition load is only a pitiful single shot, after all, it is only a rudimentary version.

As now, the human musketeers in the first row fired fifty shotguns, and without looking at the results, they immediately grabbed their guns and quickly ran backwards from the left and right sides, reloading their ammunition as they ran.

Bang!

The human musketeers in the second row then attacked, and then, like the first platoon, they did not look at the results of the shots at all, and immediately dispersed quickly, making room for the third row behind.

The distance between the muskets and the fog is less than fifty meters, and these human musketeers are all mentally tuned, and they cannot be said to be sharpshooters in terms of shooting ability, but they are at least a qualified marksman, and they can basically hit the target within fifty steps.

Ordinary people are very afraid of the fog, but for Zhong Junxiu, these fogs can't stop his dual means of telepathy and mental power detection.

Through double reconnaissance, he intuitively saw that after the iron projectile blasted into the mist, it hit the cotton pile like a fist, and the mist offset part of its kinetic energy with a seemingly small but continuous additional resistance, if it was an ordinary arrow, it might be greatly reduced, and the power that could penetrate the armor was weakened to the point that it could only be clanged.

It's a pity that the iron projectile is not an arrow, its kinetic energy is provided by the explosion of gunpowder, there are many substances in nature that contain energy that is far from the human carbohydrate energy ratio, the power released by the decomposition of ATP in the human body, in front of the gunpowder looks pitiful, a small bullet contains gunpowder is enough to make its muzzle velocity reach the speed of sound, and the rate of fire is also maintained at subsonic speed within a few hundred meters to a kilometer after shooting.

After the iron projectile hit a beast that was controlled in the fog, it was originally like an inflated balloon because of the increase in internal pressure, and it could be controlled when flying in the air, once it hit a substance with a large enough mass, this iron projectile with unstable internal pressure suddenly seemed to be a person who had been holding for a long time and finally found a toilet, and tens of thousands of units of air pressure were completely released and exploded the iron shell, and the countless sharp fragments filled with it flew out in all directions, and the beast as the original target endured most of it, The body was suddenly filled with these small fragments, and more sharp fragments entered its body, slicing through its muscle fibers and blood vessels and nerves, and penetrating its organs, inflicting fatal injuries that were difficult to remedy.

In addition to the initial propellant, the hollow part of the projectile also contains unstable high explosives, as long as the heavy contact will cause the explosion inside the bullet due to the strong impact pressure of the gunpowder secondary explosion, the power is much more terrifying than ordinary bullets, but the danger is also much higher, at least the storage conditions are more stringent, which is also quite inhumane from a moral point of view.

A full fifty bullets flew out in a horizontal line at one time, but the hit rate was only two digits at the beginning of the touching ten, which was still a musket shooter who had been slightly trained by Zhong Junxiu, and it was replaced by an ordinary alien, and it was all up to Meng to hit.

Although Zhong Junxiu can rely on telepathy to guide the direction of shooting, it is impossible for him to guide every soldier on the battlefield every time.

It is precisely because of this that the bullets of this batch of muskets will be in this form, whether it is made or the shooting process, it adds a variety of unstable dangers, rather than using simple fixed bullets, just for the effect of scattering to make up for the hit rate.

However, even though the hit rate was impressive, after the ten teams of musketeers shot in a row, the number of hundreds of beasts and one spirit in the mist quickly decreased to only a few dozen beasts and one spirit race.

Most of the dozens of living beasts were injured, and as for the other beasts that were not counted among the living objects, it was because they were basically seriously injured and dying or directly dead, and since the Spirit Clan could not save them, the seriously injured beasts could be directly judged to be dead.

At this time, the entire fog mass has also undergone a visible reduction in volume, at least more than 30 meters of water has been reduced, and after it is a third smaller, it gives people a much less sense of oppression.

This sudden change made the spirits in the mist feel jealous, and through the psychic network within the race, it reported the situation it sensed to the higher spirits in the forest.