As he hurried past Luna's house, Lear was attracted to a white object in the little girl's hand and stopped.

Like a ripe fruit, it split into several petals, each with a pure white silky cocoon, like a flower, but at this moment, in Lear's eyes, this strange plant was more beautiful than any flower in the world.

"Luna, where did you get the cotton in your hand?" he said softly in front of little Lori.

"Huh, cotton?" Luna looked confused, apparently unaware of the value of the plant she had picked in the jungle. "I picked it in the dense forest south of the city, and there was a big piece there. ”

This is also normal, because in the nearly three years that Lear has been in this world, he has never seen cotton in its popularity, the poor wear mostly linen, the nobles may have silk if they are a little better, and if winter comes, the farmers generally hide in their homes and build a campfire to nest in the winter, and the nobles and merchants will wear heavy furs.

It is no exaggeration to say that if cotton can be popularized in large numbers, the way of life in this world will be greatly changed, which will also mean great wealth, but Lear is not thinking about these things now, the first moment he sees cotton, a terrifying killing weapon appears in his mind.

Explosives packs.

As a former member of the reconnaissance force, weapons and explosives are one of the subjects that must be mastered, whether it is nitroamine, TNT, or Hesorkin, Lear is extremely familiar with them, and even if it is not for the inability to mass produce and the difficulty of supplying ammunition, it is not impossible for him to get out of the 96 semi-automatic rifle or the Type 99 sniper rifle with his bare hands with his current magic level.

After all, he was just a veteran in his previous life, and he was just a mage in this life, not a mechanical engineering dog, nor an alchemist, he could barely use a gun, and he could barely use a lathe gear steam engine.

But the recent battle of Melos was a bit of a wake-up call for him not to rely too much on modern weapons, at least until he has the conditions to reach the pinnacle of technology, he still has to fight according to the rules of this world.

Otherwise, even if he could win on the battlefield against the low-level creatures, the proud dragons would make him feel defeated and fleeing.

But explosives packs are different, this kind of thing is simple to make, can be mass-produced, and has huge lethality, but one of the most important raw materials turned out to be cotton.

As long as the cotton is compressed first, then nitrated, and then fused with ether to form a dough for cutting, and then add lead powder after the cotton becomes a strip of squares, a stable explosive is born.

Ether can be made by hand, in his previous life, Lear had learned this simple method from a veteran of the Anti-Japanese War, as long as you use masonry to penetrate a simple furnace, put wood in it and then use a pipe to connect it, so that after heating and distilling, you can get crude ether, that is, crude sulfuric acid, although I don't understand the chemical principle, but Lear has personally tested this method is feasible.

Similarly, acetone can also be obtained by this method, which was used by veterans of the Anti-Japanese War to make grenades, artillery shells, and all kinds of different explosives needed for bullets, and the actual combat also proved that the wisdom of the people is endless.

At the same time, Lear Lear also thought of something even more terrifying, which could be obtained by fusing castor oil, charcoal, saltpeter powder and sulfur powder, etc., to obtain nitroglycerin, a high explosive, which had long been famous in the war before it became a special medicine for heart disease.

Whether it was sulfur saltpeter or castor oil charcoal, both of which were abundant on the Misty Isles, and now that there was even cotton, Lear could almost have imagined the miserable situation of the fish people wailing in despair and criing in the midst of the loud noise in the sky and the raging fire.

War and destruction, so cold, yet full of violent beauty.

"Let Ilore come to me. The first thing Lear did when he returned to his residence was to tell Ivo to fetch the Sea Trainer.

"My lord, are you looking for me?" asked Ilore as he entered, bowing humbly and stroking his fist over his chest.

It was only after he actually came to Spartacus that he realized how arrogant he was before, not to mention the huge warships and those terrifying guns that were about to be launched in the dockyard, and the number of troops on the Misty Island was not something he could resist.

Although everything is still focused on construction, he can also see from the knotted muscles of those craftsmen and the wolf-sharp eyes that as long as the lord gives an order, the whole of Misty Island can be used as soldiers in no time.

And the crystal dragon battle he experienced before made him appreciate Lear's strength, although he fainted directly in the terrifying will that followed, but after waking up, he was firm in one thought, that is, a road to the black to follow Lear.

He had never seen a young man with such terrifying strength and unfathomable potential, even those great lords of the fish in the deep sea could not be compared, even if Lear did not seem very powerful now, but Ilore firmly believed that this young man's prestige would one day surpass the entire sea, and even the legendary sea god Siren would probably avoid it.

In this case, as long as you are not a fool, you should know how to choose, so when Lear summoned him this time, Ilore immediately expressed enough awe.

"How much do you know about the Deep Blue City?" Lear asked solemnly with a faint wave of his hand to signal Irore not to be polite.

"I've been with another pirate, Prancy, for a while, and I've been in and out of the Deep Blue City a few times, and I know a lot about that place. Ilore replied quickly, and then recounted his impression of the Deep Blue City.

"Although the Deep Blue City claims to be a country of pirates and is built by the Terrans, the actual controller is the Deep Sea Fish-Humans, it is actually divided into two parts, the land castle and the sea palace, and the part built on the land actually accounts for a little more than half of the Deep Blue City, but the most critical crocodile fortress and sea snake vortex are actually hidden in the deep sea. ”

"In normal times, the pirates can control the most troops at their disposal are level 5 sea warlocks, and if they encounter an invincible battle, they can also ask the Fish-People for help from crocodile warriors and sea dragons, but they need to pay a high price for this. ”

"How well do your domesticated eagles fly? If I need a group of warriors to ride on a sea eagle like you, how long will they maintain their maximum flight power, and how much will their flight altitude be affected?"

When Irol finished his debriefing, Lear asked several questions in quick succession, which were also key to determining whether his battle plan could be implemented.

"The normal flight time is about six hours, but if it is a battle, then this time will be shortened by half, and it may be less if you fly with weight, a sea eagle like me can last about two hours, and a seabird will be less about an hour, and the flight altitude will also be affected by the weight of the warrior, but it can be generally maintained at about two hundred meters.

But I don't think it's a good idea to have warriors fight on the backs of seabirds, and without a long run-in, even the best shooters will lose their crosshairs in a bumpy flight, let alone in close combat. ”

Ilore suggested sincerely.

"I don't need you to fight, I'll allocate you a group of warriors, and your task during this time is to make them as familiar with the sea eagles as possible, and I'll let you know what to do when the time comes. ”

Ilore's answer made Lear quite satisfied, even the sea dragon could not help it at an altitude of two hundred meters, and as for the threat posed by the long-range captain and first mate and the witch, he would naturally find a way to solve it, if they still had the heart to fight for the fish-people after Peterley and Rinis were captured.

There is no need to care about the enemy, as long as his battle plan can be implemented smoothly, the balance of this war is completely tilted in their side.

"As you wish, my lord. Although I don't know what Lear wants to do, the strong confidence in the other party's eyes also makes Irol understand a little, as long as he does what the lord tells him, it is good.

He didn't have to worry about the rest at all.

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