"But there is another weapon that should be able to be used by anyone, according to the deputy professional mechanical researchers of the headquarters, it is said that as long as you study the weapon principle of the third civilization era, you can create electromagnetic-level firearms, although you don't know much about it, but it should be much stronger than the guns we used before!"

"Mechanic!" This sub-profession Haoren has an impression, the number of sub-professions in the professional altar can be described as varied, strange, whether you think of it or not, almost all the corresponding professional names can be found in the altar.

Categorized by the priority of their use, more than half of these sub-classes are useless and do not contribute to their own survival, at least for the time being.

For example, the unpopular profession of linguist that Haoren transferred, unless someone was as lucky as him and accidentally obtained this prehistoric note, no one would be so painful as to become a linguist.

The same goes for the Mechanic Investigator, who is introduced to the profession in the Altar by studying the basic principles of Mechanics, and the level of the profession increases with the level of research.

Seeing Haoren's rather curious appearance, several soldiers surnamed Suo stopped and chatted with him, Haoren also saved their lives, and they were naturally full of gratitude.

This team is all from the military region, and it was dispatched after the outbreak of the apocalypse, and it began to spread out from the city center, constantly cleaning up mutant monsters.

"When I was in the headquarters, I saw those mechanical researchers, all of whom were transferred by a few old professors, and Riesling also spent five hundred honor points to exchange a copy of "Introduction to Basic Electromagnetism" for them, and when those old professors saw the book, they were so excited that they danced, stayed in the room all day to study, and even ate and drank to be sent to them, and they didn't fight monsters to level up, and they are still level 1!"

The soldier who spoke was not dissatisfied, but his face was full of puzzlement, in his opinion, a useless book on electromagnetic introductory is not as useful as a piece of silver equipment.

"The legacy of the Third Age of Technological Civilization?"

Haoren sighed, probably figuring out the difference between the first two civilizations, if the fourth magic civilization is constantly strengthening itself, then the third civilization pays more attention to the development of external forces such as mechanical technology. It is a pity that neither of these two civilizations escaped the fate of destruction in the end.

"If electromagnetic weapons can be put into practical use, how long will it take?" Haoren asked.

"It's not clear, I heard that this is a top secret, if you inquire, you might be executed on the spot!" The soldier scratched his head and smiled.

One of the soldiers seemed to know better, adding, "Not so fast, it's very difficult for this kind of purely theoretical subclass to move up the ranks, it seems that you have to be promoted to a high level before you can start the initial manufacture of electromagnetic weapons." Even if those old professors are very knowledgeable, if they want to raise the sub-professional level to the senior level, it will not take a year and a half, I'm afraid it will be impossible! ”

A meat shield sitting on the shield rested, and complained: "I don't understand why I have to spend such a big price on them, you must know that every theoretical research book they exchanged, but Riesling forcibly asked others to spend their honor points to redeem it!" ”

"The combat power of those old professors is not even a hundred, and it is not realistic to rely on them to earn honor points by playing dungeons, so we can only rely on others to keep giving honor points for nothing."

"That is, Riesling's order, otherwise who will watch their honor be given away to others in vain."

"Alright! Don't talk about this question! Riesling has his own considerations. Seeing that a conversation seemed to be about to turn into a prison meeting, the leading soldier unconsciously glanced at Haoren, and stopped everyone's discussion in a timely voice.

The soldiers who cleaned up the battlefield came back, holding two pieces of equipment in their hands, and handed them to Haoren: "These belong to you." ”

A shield and a gray piece of iron, Haoren took it in his hand and looked at it, and handed the shield to him: "This shield is yours, and the iron piece is a forging material, so I will accept it." ”

Cockroach Armor: Can be crafted on top of armor with a certain damage reflection effect.

Haoren was also about to leave, and before leaving, he asked a few soldiers for a map of the city, which provoked a burst of good-natured laughter, and one of the soldiers immediately took out the map on his body and handed it over.

The map is actually the type of street sale of two yuan a piece, but now it is very precious, Haoren spread out the map, and found that there were several colored areas painted on it with a pen.

Haoren asked, "What is this?" ”

"The red-painted area represents the Lost Zone, which is completely overrun by monsters and is very dangerous, so it is not recommended to go alone; The yellow zone represents the war zone, where we humans and monsters repeatedly fight, and these places usually have professional altars; The green zone represents the safe zone, which has not yet been attacked. ”

After a pause, he added: "This map was just perfected two days ago, and it is still generally accurate, of course, no one knows how many days those yellow areas will last, maybe tomorrow many yellow areas will turn red." ”

Haoren squinted his eyes and looked carefully, his fingers slid down the map all the way, and finally landed on the area where his home was located, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart.

The place where the finger landed was in the middle of a yellow area, and the area where the battle was going on was at least much better than the place where it was completely lost, Haoren comforted himself.

"South Gate District?" The soldier who explained to him frowned slightly.

"What's wrong with this place?" Haoren sensitively sensed the gloom between his brows.

"Alas!" The soldier sighed heavily, and said thoughtfully, "I don't know why you're here, but I suggest you give up on this plan, as I said earlier, many of the yellow areas where the fighting is fiercest will turn red in a day or two." ”

Haoren's heart tightened: "Could it be that there are a lot of mutant monsters here?" ”

"It's more than that, it's all over the mountains! Now we all call the South Gate area a strangulation field, and no matter how many people we fill in, we will soon be drowned in the spider tide. I can tell you an internal number, as of now, more than 100,000 humans have died in this area, including countless people with more than 1,000 combat powers, and more than 20 hero classes! ”

It is still unknown whether there are a total of 100 hero professions in the entire Jinling City, and the battle in this area alone has killed more than 20 hero professions, and the fierceness of the battle can already be imagined.

As for why this area was heavily armed, Haoren could see from the map that the area from the south gate to the north was a green security zone, and these places were the most densely populated areas in Jinling City.

Once the South Gate area is broken through by the spider monsters, then these mutant monsters will be like a tide from every direction and every corner, overwhelmingly pouring into the city, like a rolling tide, and the number of casualties will be far more than 100,000!