For Jin Ling, due to the previous few close encounters with Warcraft, when Lao Shao was away, he had to worry about his safety. Although Lao Shao said that the white powder he had laid around the grassland was mixed with the urine and other substances of powerful demonic beasts, white-level demonic beasts did not dare to cross over. But he was still not at ease.

Moreover, I always feel that this old Shao will come and go for a while, which is unreliable.

You can't count on this relatively unreliable person for your own safety. Jin Ling dug several large pits on all sides of the forage field, which were marked as traps with words to prevent the villagers from entering by mistake.

As if that wasn't enough, the short sword he built could only be used to bluff people, and if he encountered the centipede-like demonic beast that day, it wouldn't be of any use at all.

The villagers of Grassland Village can't help themselves, and Shuangshi Immortal Village won't waste the power of the immortals and send another person over. Everything can only be done on your own.

In this world, there must be tools that can ensure one's own safety and allow a person without immortal power to use it, Jin Ling thought of bows and arrows, and then thought of guns.

It takes a lot of strength to pull the bow and arrow, so that it will have a certain lethality, but this is too high for him who is not yet six years old.

There are no guns in this world, and the strength of immortal power is the most important criterion for dividing strength. Then the gun, it is effortless to drive, and it is powerful. What's more, the gun is very familiar, Lao Zhuang used to have a shotgun, relying on this gun, they can live on the streets, and no other gangsters dare to bully them.

Jin Ling quickly determined this plan and prepared to build a gun to protect his safety. Through the observation of the strength of several immortals in the immortal village, he believed that a shotgun was enough to hurt a strong person at the immortal level.

The process and principle of making a shotgun is simple. When he was in college, Jin Ling was very interested in the military, and studied some principles of firearms manufacturing on the Internet. And the method of making a simple shotgun, for him, remembers very clearly. The butt and iron components of the shotgun are okay, and this can be made in the blacksmith shop as long as it is explained.

The trouble was that the world had not yet invented the so-called gunpowder that ignited bullets on Earth, and as far as he remembered, the main ingredients of gunpowder were red phosphorus and potassium chlorate. There is red phosphorus in this world, and there are many of them. As for potassium nitrate, I don't remember it very clearly, it seems to be extracted from saltpeter ore.

When I think of saltpeter mines, I remember the book that Old Man Shao brought to himself, saying that there are actually a lot of saltpeter mines in this continent, but most of them have not been developed and utilized, and the saltpeter produced is mainly used to make ice.

I went through all the information in my head. Then start drawing. At first, the proportions were wrong, but after all, I had worked as a technician, and after drawing three or four times, I finally felt satisfied.

In order not to proliferate guns in this world, he did not draw a whole picture, but drew it to scale one by one. A stock, a trigger, a barrel, a barrel, and other small parts. And, of course, bullets. He has repeatedly designed and pondered each picture to make it as appropriate as possible.

However, when these drawings were brought to Yang Dali, the blacksmith of Prairie Village, Yang Dali did not cooperate, "Xiao Lingzi, don't get some things that you don't have, it's useless for you to draw these things, it's a waste of money, are you entertaining your uncle?"

He had been a blacksmith for so many years and couldn't see what the parts could be used for.

Jin Ling hurriedly handed over the jar of good wine in his hand, and said with a smile: "Uncle, look at what you said, how dare I entertain you." You try this wine, my dad made it, it's three years old. ”

Yang Dali looked at him suspiciously, Jin Ling patted his chest and said, "Uncle, don't worry, it's just a fun thing." I've been playing with Lixuan since I was a child, and you don't know me yet?"

Yang Dali nodded, "Yes." You're smart, but you're just that clever. Last time, I hit a short sword, and this time I got these things again, how much money is enough for you to mess with it. "Many of these parts are very delicate, and it costs a lot to make them one by one. He was very dissatisfied with Jin Ling's waste of money.

Spending so much money just to have fun?

"Uncle Yang, don't worry. I am now assigned by the village lord to work in the hay field, and I also have a monthly salary. Jin Ling said, he put a handful of silver dollars on the side of the wine jar, pretending to be pitiful, "Lixuan They all went to Xian Village, and I was left alone in Grassland Village, and I was bored by myself, so I made some fun myself." ”

As soon as he said this, Yang Dali sighed. Indeed, he knew about Jin Ling's situation. The friends have all succeeded in opening immortals, but he himself has failed, and no one is uncomfortable with this on anyone.

After looking at the jar of wine and the handful of silver dollars, Yang Dali took a closer look at the drawings again. The craftsmanship of each part is not complicated, and for him, it can even be said to be simple. If there is some difficulty, it is that the drawings are very accurate, and some parts are too small, which makes it a bit troublesome to make a casting mold.

Yang Dali finally agreed.

A week later, according to the agreement, Jin Ling went to Yang Dali to get the goods. He got a bag of parts. Yang Dali was still puzzled: "Stinky boy, how are you playing with these things?"

Jin Ling smiled mysteriously: "I won't tell you." "I checked it several times, and I saw that all the parts, as well as the box of iron sand bombs, were made extremely beautifully and strongly, worthy of the blacksmith who had been making iron in the village for twenty years. Especially the barrels, for the sake of insurance, Jin Ling asked him to build three. He didn't know what the quality of the metal in this world was, and he wanted to prevent it from exploding.

When I returned to the forage yard, I spread all the parts on the ground one by one, and began to assemble the gun. The parts of the shotgun are simple, just a few pieces. It takes a minute or two to put it together. When I picked up the gun, it was really like that, exactly the same as the shotgun in my previous life.

In the afternoon, Yang Lixuan also carried two baskets of things for him according to Jin Ling's instructions, one basket of red phosphorus and one basket of saltpeter. This kid, who usually looks honest and stupid, is already an immortal.

Jin Ling remembered his usual superiority in front of him, and now his face was unbalanced.

"What do you want these things for?" asked the little fat man curiously.

Jin Ling didn't answer, just threw him two silver dollars: "Give you money." ”

The little fat man threw it back, "No, these things are very cheap." He said a little complainingly, "It's just a lot of work for you." The landlord said, my qualifications are very average, don't run around if you have nothing to do, train hard, and train as soon as possible. ”

"Okay, knowing your time is precious, get out of here. Jin Ling scolded with a smile.

After the little fat man walked away, Jin Ling set up a few grass targets with hay and wood on the grassland outside the forage field. Seeing that there was no one around, the red phosphorus and saltpeter were crushed into powder with tools in proportion in the pasture, and a full pot was filled first. Then he carefully poured some into the barrel of the gun, grabbed a handful of iron sand and stuffed it into the barrel, and stabbed it with an iron bar.

I double-checked that all the processes were correct, and checked every part of the shotgun again. I didn't find any difference from the gun in my previous life, so I came to a distance of about twenty meters in front of the target.

Aim, fire!

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