Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Divine Cannon
Three days later!
"It's annoying...... It's a basic refining tool again, an endless foundation...... I'm a genius who wants to forge a divine cannon, why should I rebuild this boring basics...... Lose your marbles...... Ah......h
In the ward, the young man's eyes are glazed!
The way he reads books is very rough, just reading word by word...... I don't understand, I don't memorize, I don't want to recite a mantra like I am angry.
This kind of jade slip has a reading check function, and only after reading it can you complete your homework!
Squeak!
The ward door opened, and the physician entered.
He skillfully changed the spiritual liquid for Zhao Chu...... Looking at this living dead, the physician was overjoyed...... Quietly withheld a lot of spiritual fluid.
What exactly is the background...... More than 4 million gold coins were stored in the medical hall at a time, and 400,000 gold coins of pure spiritual liquid were replaced every day...... The new city lord son of No Regrets City doesn't have such extravagant conditions.
"Where can I find such a beautiful difference, 400,000 spiritual liquid is so huge, I can deduct a few drops casually, it is 2 or 30,000 gold coins...... Hey, hey!"
After replacing the ichor, the doctor smiled grimly.
Anyway, an unrecognizable living dead, who will investigate such trifles.
The fly in the ointment is 4 million gold coins, which can only last for 10 days!
"It seems that tomorrow's spiritual liquid, I have to be ruthless...... Strive to deduct 300,000 gold coins...... Hey, hey!"
The doctor secretly made up his mind, laughed a few times, and was about to leave.
"Friend...... You're a little ruthless, aren't you...... Aren't you afraid of being discovered by the patient's family?"
At this moment, a voice sounded next to him.
"Bai Gongzi, I see that you didn't have your meridians blown up, but your brain was blown up...... The Bai family in the City of No Regrets, a dignified family of refining weapons, two months ago, the Demon King captured the City of No Regrets, how many spiritual weapons did your Bai family provide, and even the nine major factions were full of praise...... A clown popped out and ignited the so-called Shenwei cannon, and the fierce demon was fine, but instead blew up the Bai family's refining room and blew himself up half to death!"
Bai Zhuoyue...... You go and tell the truth...... In the whole city of no regrets, does anyone still believe what you say?"
"Poor man...... By the way, the Bai family has been selling scrap iron recently, it seems to be some kind of mess of your broken cannons......"
The doctor sneered lightly and walked away.
A qualified physician prescribes expensive medicinal herbs indiscriminately, and then deducts some ...... Even if the city lord knows that it's normal, he can't kill the doctor.
Take a little less medicine, and you won't die...... This is the unspoken rule of the industry!
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"My Kamui Forge Room...... What are they going to do......"
The doctor left, and a few words made Bai Zhuoyue's face like ashes!
Because of his mistakes, he was almost imprisoned in the hospital for more than two months, and he knew nothing about the situation at home.
"Dad, don't destroy my forge room...... That's my dream......"
Trembling, Bai Zhuoyue opened the sound transmission jade slip.
"Pick it up...... Dad, you must believe me, I will definitely be able to forge the monstrous cannon of the Shenwei Dynasty...... Let the demon clan be terrified!"
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Look in the mirror!
Zhao Chupan sat opposite the mirror Sumeru soul, looking bored and sluggish.
There was a sloppy old man on the other side.
This old man said that he was the supreme forging master of the sea of stars...... Blacksmith
Where is the sea of ram stars, Zhao Chu doesn't know.
But heaven and earth can be learned, he has no interest in refining weapons.
The source of everything is this Bai Zhuoyue, who reads the foundation of the refining instrument every day!
You read quietly, and I practice quietly...... How beautiful it is not to interfere with each other!
This old man is also self-acquainted...... It's all said that if you don't learn refining weapons, you will drive ducks to the shelves and forcibly waste my mental power...... If it weren't for being proficient in basic alchemy and wasting time, it would have been the Ten Veins Great Perfection yesterday and he would have woken up directly.
I was consumed by the alchemy technique, and if I delayed, I could only wait until today to try to wake up.
"I just got married, and I haven't had a cave yet. My wife has also run away, who can understand my pain, I have to chase my wife quickly!"
Zhao Chu roared, the essence of those alchemy techniques in the iron sinker's mouth, his left ear went in, and his right ear came out...... But there is no way, looking at the demon mirror, his comprehension has increased hundreds of times, and unconsciously, he has also comprehended it.
"About the giant cannon of the cultivation realm, huh...... It's a challenging proposition......"
"The composition of the cultivation realm is different from that of the technological world...... The qi in the world of science and technology has no attributes, it is neither violent nor mild, and it is like white water, so it can be made into a stable thermal weapon, but unfortunately it cannot be refined by monks. ”
"And the aura of the cultivation realm, although it can cultivate the strength of the physical body, is extraordinary...... But it's too violent, and if you want to make it into a giant cannon, you need a lot of deep Taoism...... Well, wait for the old man to study for a quarter of an hour, and then teach you completely. ”
The blacksmith drew a rough sketch in the void, a mess of calculation formulas, dense with temperature, humidity, hardness...... Next to it, there is also a huge cannon ...... It is the tower of the city gate, there is only a crude cannon barrel, a rudimentary version of two wooden wheels.
For Zhao Chu, who grew up watching war movies, this kind of cannon has been there since ancient times...... It simply can't be too shabby.
"Old man...... Don't brag either...... You dare to say that you can forge any weapon?"
Zhao Chu felt the tenth vein, maybe he would be able to wake up after cultivating for another Great Zhou Tian...... But he was imprisoned here by the blacksmith, and he couldn't run.
"Of course...... The old man is a chaotic hammer in the sea of stars, the supreme forger!"
"Old man...... Bring me a Gatling first...... It's the kind of ...... that is like that, the kind of blue fire that smokes blue fire."
Zhao Chu said casually.
"No...... The cultivation realm is different from the technology realm, the spiritual power is disordered and violent, and the cannon barrel that is too thin will explode directly...... That bomb-chambered kid is a case in point...... The thinnest barrel also requires 50 cm ......"
The old man looked serious, still calculating the formula.
"50 centimeters? that's half a meter...... You are brain-dead to me, how can such a big guy carry a bombardment?"
"In the Shenwei Kingdom of your world, the thinnest caliber of the giant cannon is 70 centimeters...... It's a battlefield killer, unique...... The fundamental reason why the status of the Qinggu Kingdom is not as good as that of the Shenwei Kingdom is the lack of the Shenwei Cannon...... Shape up or ship out. ”
Let's talk about it...... The old man stuffed all the formulas of the Shenwei Cannon into Zhao Chu's mind.
Subsequently, the mirror Sumeru soul disappears!
"Two meters long and half a meter in diameter...... In fact, this kind of cannon is not impossible to resist on the shoulder...... But it's a bit redundant...... One cannon is equivalent to a full blow of Qi refining Ninefold, and it is still so troublesome to make...... Cultivating directly to the ninth level of qi refining, how simple and rude. ”
"But then again, when fighting with the demons, this cannon attack is too far away, and the talisman can't reach it...... The Shenwei cannon is only a product of the Qi refining period, and it is said that the Shenwei Dynasty also has a Tianwei-level cannon...... If one shot goes down, the strong people who build the foundation will be wiped out......"
"Anyway...... This kind of thing is not in line with my eight words...... I hate striking iron......"
Zhao Chu shook his head and couldn't wait to start devouring the spiritual liquid!
He knew what was going on, but he couldn't do anything in a coma...... Luckily, I'm about to wake up.