I was a god in the 18th century

Chapter 533 Adapting to Separation
The yamen runners on the mountain road retreated like the tide, and the smoke all over the mountain was also slowly fading away.

Wen Renyi put down the telescope in his hand and said to his men calmly, "One team, step out, bring fishing nets, shovels and baskets, go clean up the battlefield and pick up all the steel balls."

"Yes!"

Listening to his men discussing today's one-sided battle with great pride, Wen Renyi's face did not show much joy of victory. This result was already within his expectations, so naturally there was nothing to be excited about.

After this battle, Wen Renyi realized that the war model in this world has really changed. Personal force is becoming less and less important on the battlefield of hot weapons.

He had already had an idea of ​​the power of such a powerful artillery when he test-fired it. Now that he had used it in actual combat, he was even more confident about his future undertakings.

The only drawback is...

Wen Renyi looked back and watched his men carefully moving the gunpowder boxes. He thought to himself that he had to get to the mine as soon as possible to master the raw materials for making gunpowder. This was the key to overthrowing the rule of the Qing Dynasty in the future. If you want to do your job well, you must first sharpen your tools. A cannon without gunpowder is just a pile of scrap metal.

From the words and deeds of the ancestor god, Wen Renyi could tell that it was difficult for her to conjure the gunpowder needed to fire the cannon. This could also be inferred from the huge fireworks and firecrackers she gave.

Although those oversized fireworks are quite powerful, fireworks are just fireworks after all, and their projection basically depends entirely on personal feel and does not require much technical skills.

Especially those half-human-sized firecrackers, which were extremely difficult to use, not to mention the sights. If you were weak, there was a risk of hurting your own side. Rather than using these firecrackers directly as weapons, it might be better to dismantle them and purify them as auxiliary fuel for artillery.

It must be said that Wen Renyi, who was appointed by Xia Qingdai as the agent of rebellion, is definitely a character. After just listening to Xia Qingdai's armchair-style hot weapon combat mode a few times, he made amazing progress.

Moreover, he was really sharp and his guess was absolutely correct. As for the gunpowder, it was indeed very difficult for his "ancestor god" Xia Qingdai to conjure up.

Xia Qingdai was even beaten up by her brother for buying these things! She bought a lot of fireworks and Gatling mini cannons in the past six months, especially the latter, which triggered an automatic network alarm and her online shopping records were checked.

If I hadn't seen that she had bought a lot of miniature Lilliput toys and was a martyr's family member, I might have had to go in for tea and give her a proper report.

It is really difficult to send weapons and equipment to ancient times! Even fireworks and firecrackers cannot be bought too much, the domestic control is too strict.

So Xia Qingdai has now set her sights on buying for zero yuan in the eighteenth century. Since it is difficult to do it in modern times, she will find a way in the eighteenth century.

However, Wen Renyi didn't know about this.

At this moment, Wen Renyi suddenly heard the sound of wind in his ears, followed by a burst of exclamations from his younger brothers.

"Ouch! I thought I saw something flying over my head just now!"

"Yes, I feel that too. What is that?"

"Big eagle."

"Really? It doesn't look like it..."

The discussion gradually died down, and Wen Renyi frowned slightly. He was the only one who was sure that the object that just flew over was the ancestral statue that their family had worshipped for a hundred years.

"Strange, why did it suddenly fly out?" Wen Renyi thought to himself, "Could something have happened on the mountain?"

Thinking of this, he raised his voice and said, "Brothers, hurry up, we will go back to the mountain immediately." His words contained internal strength, so even those who walked down the mountain path to pick up the rolling steel balls could hear them clearly.

Everyone responded "yes" in unison and worked harder, becoming more efficient.

Xia Qingdai flew close to the ground with the stone statue in her hand. Even with her high-altitude perspective, which was equivalent to a three-dimensional navigation, she almost got lost. The location chosen by Wen Renyi for the mountain stronghold was indeed hidden enough, and he also stepped out several confusing mountain roads. It would be better not to fly out with the stone statue in your hand in the future.

With Wen Renyi in Taohua Village, Xia Qingdai doesn't have to worry about safety issues.

The stone statues came and went in Taohua Village, bringing unparalleled shock to the villagers.

"Everyone, tell me, was that loud thunder just now the gods helping us?" someone suddenly spoke up.

"Of course!" the old village chief's son said happily, "From now on, we will also have a village under the protection of God!"

"I want to go home and burn another stick of incense to the gods!"

"I want to go too. The incense I lit this morning has all burned out."

"The incense of the gods must not be cut off for even a moment."

Even if the villagers of Taohua Village didn't say it out loud, they were silently thinking about going home to continue offering incense to the gods. They could no longer offer incense once a day as before.

This is a god who can truly manifest his powers. No other god or Buddha can compare to him.

Xia Qingdai stretched herself refreshed, put the stone statue back into the temple, repaired the roof of the temple, and then went to wash up and sleep.

She decided to apply for day school from her junior year. Now she has two bases and is very busy. Although there are night classes in school, she has little need for sleep, so it is not difficult for her to take some time to commute.

In the past two years in the school dormitory, she would study in the middle of the night under the light-blocking mosquito net after everyone went to sleep. It will be convenient now that she lives in her own home.

She got along very well with her roommates. When Xia Shishi and others heard that she would not be living on campus in her junior year, they were very reluctant to let her go.

"Oh, Qingdai, are you really going to quit your dorm and go to school?" Xia Shishi pouted and said coquettishly, "Don't leave. We don't have much time to live together. Are you not happy living with us?"

"You know that's not the reason." Xia Qingdai shrugged. "I have a lot of things to do at home right now, so it's more convenient for me to go to school on the commuter basis. Although we don't live together anymore, we are still classmates, so we still see each other every day."

"How can they be the same? Now we eat and live together." Cheng Xiao said with a smile.

The other three people in the dormitory were really reluctant to see Xia Qingdai leave. On the one hand, they all had a very good relationship, and on the other hand, they were afraid that the new roommate would be a weirdo.

There are many new students every year, and the dormitory is always short of space. As soon as the building manager finds a vacant seat, he will definitely arrange for someone to fill it. This is beyond doubt, and everyone knows it. It is no wonder that the other three people in the dormitory are so reluctant to let Xia Qingdai go.

However, Xia Qingdai will not change her mind because of this. Life is about constantly saying goodbye to the past.

We have been able to share a dormitory for two years, which is already a great fate. Moreover, even if she chooses to continue living on campus, it will only be two more years. When she reaches graduate school, she will still have to change dormitories. Sooner or later, we will go our separate ways, so why be too sad?

People who have a good relationship can date and contact each other often even if they don’t live in the same dormitory or classroom; for those who can’t get together, it’s normal in life for them to drift apart.