Anshkona was uncomfortable, his stomach was churning, but the familiar sound in his ears kept his chaotic brain spinning.

"What's that sound ......?"

The chief knight kept asking himself.

"It's like ...... The sound of muskets ......"

"yes...... I'm ...... day."

Anshcona sat up suddenly, and the bottle of wine that had been poured on his chest was ejected at once, and fell on Old Longno's face.

"Oh damn ......"

Lao Longnuo cursed fiercely, and slowly fell asleep, the paralysis of alcohol made him not feel too much pain.

Unshkona staggered to his feet, did not take two steps and fell down with a thud, and finally lost in the hands of alcohol.

Morston watched as the reload was launched, and the two of them had already finished testing for a while, and the effect was quite satisfactory.

Two of them were unusable, but I didn't think of it, and it seemed that these blacksmiths were suspected of being lazy.

"It's a lot easier to operate than an arquebus. ”

"yes, but this thing has a fatal problem. ”

"What?"

Finished reloading, he raised his hand and pulled the trigger, firing another shot into the air in the distance.

"Don't you see?"

Morston shook his head, and then he remembered that the prince had never seen a musket like a pistol, which could be discharged with the pull of a trigger bullet.

"The main disadvantage of the rifle is that every time the trigger is pulled, the machine needs time to operate, so there is a delay from pulling the trigger to the discharge of the bullet, which is very much necessary to predict, so if you really want it to show its might on the battlefield, you still need the soldiers to continue to practice. ”

Morston nodded in agreement.

"I'll make some improvements to it later, but that will only happen when Renault wakes up. ”

He looked down at this musket that had been in service for three hundred years in European history, hoping that its incomparable cost performance and power could also be reflected here.

The two sat down in a relatively flat place and looked at each other.

Lu stretched out his hand, the black energy in his hand flashed, and a translucent black crystal appeared in his hand, which looked like a black gem, extremely beautiful.

Morston looked at the black, cloudy mutant in surprise.

"Then let's test what characteristics your mutated black turbidity has. ”

Old Longnuo was the first to wake up, because he was the first to faint, touched his somewhat drowsy head, and suddenly touched a big bag.

Oh my day, wake up with a surprise. ”

Even though the old butler had received a good education, he couldn't help but speak foully.

It's been nearly a day since the carnival began, and the tumbling stomach has also made the blood source settle down.

The old butler called his subordinates up and began to clean up the mess.

I have to say that Lao Longnuo's management ability is still very outstanding, and this is a headache to see, and he cleaned it up in less than two hours.

If it weren't for the drunken Anshcona, no one would have known that such a crazy party had taken place here.

Old Longnuo glanced at him speechlessly, sighed, and still helped him up and walked towards his room.

While they were cleaning up the mess, Aloe and Morston had already begun experimenting.

With enough food and water, as well as some possible things for the experiment, Morston and Lumno greeted them before leaving.

It's not that they want to experiment behind everyone's backs, but it's not clear what will happen to this mutated black turbidity, so it's better to stay away.

Before leaving, he gave him a design drawing, which was a simple rifling drawing, and asked him to give it to Renault when he woke up, and told him to find some leather or woolen fabric, to slow down the soaking in the grease bucket, and to ask a lot, and finally explained how to deal with the blacksmiths' carelessness.

After explaining this, he and the prince swaggered away.

After three days, everything is back to normal.

"Mumuk don't play, the Earl's people have come to check. ”

A group of blacksmiths in the house were surrounding the anvil, but they were not working, but playing with the simple poker they had made for them, and they dared to be lazy because Renault was not here these days.

At this time, Renault was firing the finished pistol and carving out simple rifling with mental power.

The person who let off the wind outside, not to mention how depressed he was at this moment, was finally about to be his turn, but he didn't expect to come to inspect the people above.

He glanced at the kid who was still working in the corner, and pouted and thought he was a fool, when everyone was playing, he had to work, although it was working time, but he was too serious, so serious that it made them lazy guys feel uneasy.

For this kind of unsociable uniqueness, everyone tacitly isolates him and lets him work his own.

Old Longno was already standing at the door, with the awakened Onshcona and his knights.

The house was in full swing, and the blacksmiths were wiping the sweat from their heads, and it was very hard.

"Ronno, they seem to be working hard. ”

Anshkona lowered his body and whispered in Old Longno's ear.

Old Longnuo smiled slightly.

"Everyone, stop for a moment, rest, I have something to ask you. ”

Old Longno stretched out his hand and pointed at a young man.

"Come here, I think we need to talk. ”

The guy who let out the wind trembled, swallowed his saliva and followed Lao Long to move out.

In less than half an hour, Old Longno walked back again, and then pointed to another person, and then walked out again, and Angshcona stood by with a confused face, not knowing what the hell Old Longno was doing, and he also followed him out once, but the two people only let them stand outside, and did not ask anything.

Lao Long moved back and coughed lightly.

"Now the lazy man has ten seconds to stand up for himself, or he will be deprived of the right to play poker for eternity. ”

As soon as these words came out, it simply set off a storm in the hearts of the blacksmiths, and they were not allowed to play poker, so what was the point of living.

"Five seconds, if I don't move, then I'll have to arrest people according to the list provided by the two people outside. ”

As soon as Lao Long's voice fell, there was a hula, and a large number of people stood up.

Angshikona looked at Old Longnuo with admiration and admired his cleverness.

There were only two people left in the room, one was the middle-aged man named Mu Muke, and the other was the young man who was really hard working.

"Then you two are hard workers. ”

Old Long looked at them with a smile.

The blacksmiths who stood next to him were all angry.

At the beginning, it was this guy named Mu Muke who kept tempting everyone to be lazy, and now he is pretending to be a grandson here.

Seeing that Old Longnuo's knife-like gaze kept scanning over him.

Mu Muke suddenly shouted:

"I want to report it, that is, he has been tempting us to be lazy, I persuaded him to come at the time, but in the end he not only listened, but also instructed everyone to isolate me, I like this job and it is not my fault......"

Mu Muke burst into tears, as if he had been treated inhumanely these days.

The young man, looking down at his face, did not say a word, but from his trembling body, he could still see that his heart was very impure, and he did not know whether it was the anger of being framed or the fear of being exposed.

The blacksmiths were all angry, thinking that this guy was too shameless, how could they be tempted by him at that time, and be lazy and not work.

But I heard that there was someone above him, and everyone usually gave him three points, and no one dared to come out to accuse him at this moment.