Dragon, choose cultural victory to make money

Practice is the only criterion for testing truth.

So whether a gun is good or not, you will know it by using it.

It is true that Peter's gun looks a bit shabby, but appearance is not the primary criterion for weapons, and Drogo did not paint the gun pink to sell it to a seven-year-old girl.

Haven’t you seen the legendary “Demon Soldier of the Fall of the Empire”, Abe Cut, it looks like he was sawing with a plastic water pipe.

Drogo decided to give Peter a chance.

So, the shooting range.

In fact, they just found an open space to set up a target. The Shenzhen Institute of Science and Technology does not have a proper place to test firearms.

The target was a tightly tied up earthworm, which the hunting team had just captured alive.

The digging worm is a huge insect. An adult male can grow to nearly two meters long. Its appearance is a combination of a mantis and an ant. Its strong jaws can easily bite through tree trunks as thick as a thigh.

Looks a lot like the alien Zerg from Starship Troopers.

However, due to its slow movements and reactions, it is not a very powerful monster. It is used as a target mainly because its shell is very hard. Being able to cause effective damage to it means that it can kill most monsters.

Peter was holding his handmade gun and standing about a hundred meters away from the digging worm.

"Is the effective range so long?" Drogo was a little surprised.

Take the Corvette revolver as an example. It requires a very high level of technical skills to hit the target from ten meters away. It will be seriously inaccurate from thirty meters away, and whether it can hit the target depends on luck.

The power began to decline beyond 50 meters, and by a distance of 100 meters, even ordinary plate armor without enchantments could not break the defense.

The shell of the burrowing worm is much stronger than ordinary plate armor.

"Yes, theoretically the effective range of my design can reach two hundred meters, but the manufacturing process of this gun is too rough and it cannot achieve the ideal effect," Peter introduced.

The magic parts of the gun were all learned by him at the night school in Waterdeep.

In addition to schools for young children, the city also has night schools for older groups.

There are no compulsory courses in night school. You can choose whatever you want to learn. The only disadvantage is that you have to take classes at night so as not to affect your daytime work.

Peter chose Magic General Knowledge and Rune Basics. Although he did not have the ability to cast spells, he always believed that the combination of magic and machinery was the trend of the future, so he had to learn it in order to realize his dream of becoming a master.

He was also surprised that there was such a course in the night school, and the teacher was even a great wizard of a high level. It was rare to meet a wizard of this level in normal times.

The students in the classroom are of various ages, ranging from sixteen to sixty years old. What they see and hear in the city makes them increasingly aware of the importance of knowledge, so every class is packed with students.

It was an old classmate who helped Peter make the runes in the gun.

It doesn't mean that we have been classmates for a long time, it's simply that the classmate is very old.

Sixty-two years old, worked as a lumberjack all his life.

It was not until night school that I discovered that I had the ability to sense magic, that is, the ability to cast spells, but it was too weak and I could hardly use any spells.

If it weren't for the great inscription discovery movement initiated by young Morris, which greatly enriched the types of available primary inscriptions and lowered the threshold for making runes, he would not be able to make runes with his level of magic perception.

All the runes used on this gun were designed by Peter, who could not sense magic, and made by the old lumberjack, who could barely sense magic, and completed it in a makeshift way.

Drogo doesn't care why the ideal situation cannot be achieved now. It can be seen from the workmanship that it is not ideal.

He was more concerned about why it was designed to hit so far.

"Two hundred meters, how did you do that?"

"It's like this, Mr. Drogo. I was inspired by a paper about accelerating bullets through repulsion runes. I thought of using traction runes on the barrel to accelerate bullets. Because you can only insert one repulsion rune at the rear end, the thrust provided by the small rune is not enough. The traction rune is different. You can engrave a group of them on the barrel."

Peter said, pointing to the runes on the outside of the barrel.

Those runes are not arranged in a straight row, but are arranged alternately and rotated.

"In the initial test, I tried to arrange the guns in a straight line to accelerate, but that would cause the bullets to be inaccurate. Later, I changed to a circular arrangement, which improved the accuracy, but required additional runes. Later, I discussed with everyone in the military hobby forum and came to the conclusion that a rotating arrangement like rifling was the best. This barrel was first made by a netizen."

"Wow." Drogo sighed slightly.

Are Feilin's military enthusiasts so hardcore? In his impression, most military fans use door bolts as gun bolts to satisfy their addiction because they cannot get their hands on real weapons.

It seems necessary to introduce some talents into this forum.

After understanding the situation, the test officially began.

Peter stood with his gun raised, aimed at the digging worm in the distance, and pulled the trigger.

With a loud "bang", a large bullet with a diameter of nearly 20 mm burst out.

If the caliber is a little bigger, it can no longer be called a gun, it can only be called a cannon.

Is it similar to the idea of ​​shooting single bullets from a shotgun?

Drogo guessed.

If it doesn't kill, it must be because the caliber is not big enough and the kinetic energy is not strong enough. Just increase it.

It’s not that this idea is bad, it just makes Drogo a little disappointed. In the end, it is still a pure kinetic weapon.

However, when the bullet hit the earthworm, the shell was not penetrated, but the bullet shattered instead.

Thousands of tiny pellets as small as gravel exploded from the bullets. The pellets floated in the air and instantly triggered dozens of explosion arrays, bombarding the digging worms.

The shot had an effect far beyond what Drogo had expected.

He thought that he might be able to pierce the burrowing worm or break its shell, but he never expected to turn the poor worm into a puddle.

It's not an exaggeration.

After being bombarded by dozens of explosions, the two-meter-long giant insect was crushed and exploded like a watermelon thrown from a tall building.

The power displayed shocked all the researchers who came to watch and left them speechless.

After a moment, Yuno came back to his senses and asked, "You call this a gun?"

However, out of professionalism, the chief researcher was more concerned about how such an effect was achieved. "What kind of bullet did you use?"

According to his judgment, the bullet is definitely not ordinary. A single-shot bullet enchanted by a magician can also achieve a similar effect.

But that would have no practical significance for them, and it would be too costly to have the mage enchant each bullet one by one.

Drogo was aware of this, of course, and asked, "Your bullets are not enchanted individually, are they?"

"No," Peter replied, "I didn't take any courses related to enchantment in night school. This is based on the inscription knowledge I learned in the magic general education class."

"Inscription?"

"Yes." Peter took out another bullet and carefully removed the front end.

"A rune that will shatter upon impact has been applied to the front of the bullet, so it explodes upon hitting the target."

Drogo understood, so this was still a shotgun shell disguised as a slug.

Peter continued, "I originally thought of filling the bullets with iron balls or something to increase the damage range, but the power was still too small. However, I learned in class that a few basic inscriptions can form a magic circle with a single effect. Then I kept thinking about how to make the iron balls carry the corresponding inscriptions and form a magic circle."

At this point, Drogo remembered that the bullets just fired were not filled with iron balls, but something smaller and larger in number.

Drogo roughly guessed what Peter did. "If you can't control the location of the explosion of the iron balls, just make sure that the number of explosions is large enough so that some of them can trigger the magic circle?"

"Yes, that's right," Peter said excitedly, "I found that the mana stone fragments discarded in the factory are just small enough and sufficient to carry inscriptions. For a simple magic array, the relationship between the inscriptions does not need to be particularly precise, as long as the relative positions are similar. So, as you said, there will always be some that can be triggered."

Peter confirmed Drogo's guess.

What ultimately causes damage from this gun is not the bullet itself. The bullet acts as a transport vehicle, responsible for throwing the magic circle that causes damage to the target and then activating the magic circle to complete the attack.

What a tricky idea.

"It's just that the process of making bullets is very time-consuming. I have only made five bullets in total. If the technology of adding inscriptions is more efficient, we should be able to produce bullets in large quantities." Peter pointed out the current problem.

"Yes, if it's just a single inscription, a junior enchanter can engrave a box of debris in one cast." said the enchanter who was watching.

"What about the materials used to make guns?"

Drogo guessed that there was no real material on the gun, but he still asked a little more to confirm.

“It’s all made of materials I picked up when collecting trash at the construction site,” Peter replied.

Junkman's highlight moment.

Processing construction site garbage, factory waste, and the technology to enable mass production equals an infinitely bright future.

Zhuo Ge immediately assigned tasks, "Okay, you are no longer an intern. From today on, Peter, you will be one of the main persons in charge of the Shenzhen Academy of Sciences Firearms Research Institute. Someone will coordinate with you on specific remuneration, experimental funds, and venues."

Then he asked Yuno: "Are there any extra staff in the hospital? Not interns."

Yunuo shook his head. Now the Shenzhen Institute of Science and Technology wished they could split one person into two.

In fact, they tried to have Doudou create a clone of the main researcher, but the plan ultimately failed. The clone's ideas and thoughts were often inconsistent with the original, and even led to serious disagreements, which resulted in a decrease in project efficiency.

The brain is amazing, isn't it?

"Well," Drogo said, "I'll try to get you some people from the Twin Towers, and I'll also find you some Shaper mages. This kind of bullet has great potential, and it should have more than just an explosion effect. Then, Peter, look at the netizens on the military enthusiasts forum, and I'll recruit anyone you like to be your colleague."

In a word, provide all conditions, optimize Peter's gun, produce a mass-produced model, and keep it confidential.

Although this thing is not a magical weapon and is far from the effect of high-level magic props, it is cheap and abundant.

Legendary weapons are indeed tempting, but the price of legendary weapons can probably produce thousands of spell shotguns.

Spellshot, Drogo's temporary name for this gun.

One against a thousand, it's hard to say which one is more powerful.

After the design team was finalized, Drogo made some additional requests.

For example, all parts of this gun should be removable and replaceable, and durability is an important indicator. It should be able to cope with hot and cold weather, sand and water ingress, vibration and impact, etc. The tougher the better.

As well as the aiming system, the ideal effective distance is 200 meters. It is a bit difficult to aim purely with the naked eye. There is also a magazine that can hold at least three to five bullets, so that when facing monsters or other things that may be faced in the future, there is a tolerance for empty guns.

With the reliable new invention, Drogo was in a good mood. He stayed in Waterdeep and took on security work for a period of time before the new gun was mass-produced.

It's not difficult, just annoying.

Because there are still a large number of residents in the city, Drogo cannot directly release the dragon's power to scare away all the monsters trying to enter the city. He can only fly to where the trouble happens.

As a result, the small number of orc warriors have been very tired recently.

At the same time, we must begin to establish a local security department in Waterdeep.

For this purpose, the city also held its first civil service examination to select police officers.

When guns are mass-produced in the future, they will be responsible for solving the Warcraft problem.

The cultural difficulty of this exam is not high. Given the cultural level of this place, if it were too difficult, no one would be selected.

The emphasis is on screening physical fitness, with professionals given priority.

As for moral quality, it is mandatory that there must not be any criminal record, even if there is a criminal record among the immediate family members.

They also have to go through layers of mental tests. As the saying goes, it is not the profession that is noble, but the person.

For a profession like police, which requires the highest possible nobility, only the highest possible noble people can be selected to fill this role.

And from the beginning, strict rules and regulations were formulated to strictly prohibit torture and forced confessions...

In the end, the first batch of qualified personnel consisted of 122 people, and the director was requested from Figesin, a retired former SS captain with extensive experience in suppressing bandits.

Of course, even if you have rich experience, you still have to learn from the rules and regulations.

The number of people in the first batch cannot completely solve the Warcraft problem, but can only slightly alleviate the pressure on the orcs. The orcs are still the main force.

The final solution to the problem still depends on Yuno's team coming up with a way to limit the fluctuations in magic power.

After being extremely busy for more than ten days, I finally received some good news.

The optimized Peter 56 magic shotgun is ready for acceptance.

Referred to as Type 56.

Because it was designed and manufactured in 856 of the Third Era.

Drogo once again arrived at the shooting range.

This time it was a proper shooting range, newly built for firearms.

In addition to the members of the Gun Shop, some mages from the Mage Guild were also present. Of course, they all signed confidentiality agreements.

This optimization took so long, and the president of the Mages Guild, the old elf El, provided a lot of help.

This old wizard looks gentle and easy-going, but he is actually a very violent old man at heart, otherwise he would not have challenged Fulin to a duel offline just because of a dispute on the forum.

El was very interested in this cheap but easy-to-use violent weapon.

Drogo got his hands on a brand new Model 56.

All black, the gun was nearly a meter long and included a drum magazine that held eight rounds, which was better than Drogo had ever asked for.

It weighs seven kilograms, which is a bit heavy for humans to be honest, but it's acceptable.

The basic type of bomb is still the explosive bomb, but the binding bomb, corrosive bomb, electric shock bomb, and even mixed function bomb are all being designed and manufactured.

Peter's idea is like a basket, into which any magic array can be put.

The Type 56 had already undergone intensive testing, so the atmosphere during this acceptance inspection was very relaxed.

This time the target is not the digging worm, but the petrified lizard, a magical beast with a harder skin.

Petrification does not mean that its skin is made of stone, but that it has the petrification skill. Its skin is hard because of its good physique.

Originally, there were no petrified lizards near Waterdeep. These creatures mainly lived in areas with warm climates. Since the local monsters had been defeated and were all vulnerable to the output of the Type 56, a petrified lizard was specially transported from the south.

Drogo raised his gun and aimed at the unfortunate lizard two hundred meters away.

Fortunately, there is no extreme animal protection organization composed of crazy people here.

"Boom!"

The new gun made a sound more like a cannon when it was fired.

The bullet hit the two front limbs of the basilisk, which has eight legs.

In an instant, a large number of magic arrays were deployed, their number and density were much stronger than Peter's handmade version.

Under the saturation bombing, the target collapsed to the ground.

Another advantage of the Type 56 is that unlike traditional kinetic energy firearms, its power will not decrease with distance. In theory, as long as this gun can hit the target, its power will remain the same no matter the distance.

The damage discrepancy comes from the different number of magic circles triggered.

It feels like rolling two dice after attacking to determine the damage value.

Drogo fired several more shots, emptying the drum and letting the target blend completely into the dust.

"Very good." Drogo praised sincerely.

"You can distribute them to the police. Uh, only to those who are fighting monsters outside the city. Those who maintain law and order in the city don't need them. They must return their weapons after get off work."

This gun is too powerful. If it is used in the city, the number of accidental casualties is unimaginable.

Thinking of this, Drogo said to Peter: "The next goal is to develop a non-lethal firearm for the police to maintain law and order."

Drogo believed that the non-lethal firearms they developed would be more reliable than the stun guns used by Eagle Sauce.

He has seen many videos where some suspects were able to withstand electric shocks and attack police officers, but in the end they still had to empty the magazines.

"But there's no need to worry about the non-lethal firearms. Now you can enjoy your vacation and bonus."

The researchers at the Institute of Firearms celebrated.

I have never done such a pleasant job. I received a bonus just ten days after arriving here.

Different from the joyful atmosphere of the members of the Gunnery, the mages of the Mage Guild stared at the petrified lizard that had turned into slag from afar in a trance.

"What are you thinking about?" Drogo approached Old El and asked, "Are you shocked by the power of the Type 56? That's not the case. You can cast a spell that's much stronger than this. Besides, you also contributed to the optimization of this gun."

"Yes, I have my share."

Old Al sighed.

"With my help, you have successfully weakened the privileges of the mages."

"Is that so?" said Drogo.

He understood what Old Al meant. As long as he could lift seven kilograms and practice a little, he could cast a magic circle with good effect at a long distance, and the magic circle would not be as scarce as magic props.

"The power of this gun can reach the level of a fourth-level Shaper Mage. To release spells of this power continuously, one should be a fifth-level mage. Level five is the upper limit for most mages in their lifetime," said Old El.

"But the knowledge that a fifth-level wizard possesses cannot be obtained by simply pulling a trigger. The future must be a world that values ​​knowledge, not force," said Drogo.

"Oh, is it so?"

Old Al laughed and said, "Even if one day, ordinary people can hurt you by pulling the trigger, will you still like the world where knowledge is valued?"

“I don’t necessarily like it.”

Drogo answered sincerely, who wouldn't like the privileges that come with super strength.

“But we must accept that equality in death is an important foundation for equality. I like that more equal world, and I also want individuals who are more privileged than me to also die equally, so I must accept the elimination of my own privilege.”

Drogo waved his paw, turned and walked towards the exit of the shooting range.

"it's not a big deal."

It seemed like he was comforting old Al, and also like he was comforting himself.

"It's no big deal. Times have changed, President."

After acquiring new weapons, Drogo was no longer personally responsible for the task of expelling and killing monsters.

Even many orc warriors accepted this new equipment. Although they felt that this fighting method of firing guns from two hundred meters away was very dishonorable, hunting low-level monsters itself had no sense of honor.

So it is better to choose a safer and more efficient way.

And Drogo finally has time to prepare for the filming of "The Silence of the Lambs". The actors have been assembled, and Raul and Starling will soon finish their training.

At this time, Twin Tower City.

Sir Godot's luxurious mansion.

"Hurry up and add blood to me, hurry up and add blood!" Big Morris complained.

"The skill is on cooldown!" replied Sir Godot.

"Ah! I almost passed!"

On the host screen, the warrior controlled by Big Morris fell under the enemy's axe.

It's "Road to Conquest".

The enemy's health shown at the top of the screen is only a little bit left.

Being just one step away from success is more painful than failing at the very beginning.

“Why can’t you add some money?”

In Big Morris's opinion, the fundamental reason for the failure was that Sir Godot's priest number was not valuable enough.

"I recharged."

"You are such a big knight, but you only spend the initial deposit and monthly card, which is not as much as I spend. Do you have any knight's vision?"

"I think if you spend too much money on this kind of game, you will definitely become more and more addicted. Besides, just buying a monthly card is the most cost-effective and rational choice."

"You have so much money, and you're telling me about the value for money?" Big Morris was surprised.

"Why didn't you talk about the value for money when you spent over a thousand gold coins on that painting that looked just like the one that made your nose bleed?"

“That’s art.”

said Sir Gordo, very seriously.

"Forget it, give up this copy and strengthen the account training."

The two stars of "The Intouchables" also maintained a close friendship after filming ended.

We often go out together, or play games together.

Sir Godot only has one magic hand that can move, and he is addicted to games.

But being addicted is better than being negative as before.

The housekeeper and servants were all very pleased with the master's current living conditions.

In the entire mansion, there was only one person who was unhappy.

Ms. Rowling was unhappy.

Now he was staring at Big Morris with dark eyes, suppressing the idea of ​​killing him.

I always feel like she's the one who interferes with their relationship.

"Ah, haha!" Sir Godot suddenly burst into laughter, "This time you died on your own, it's not my fault!"

"This time it was an accident. An email suddenly came in. I'll take a look first."

Big Morris wasn't making excuses, there was indeed mail.

And it's the kind that you have to watch.

Because the sender is shown as the emperor of the Roman Empire. (End of this chapter)