Durin's Diary

Chapter 294: Do you remember the intersection full of bullet shells?
Du Lin spent some time drawing the blueprints and handed them to engineers from both sides, asking them to start copying them themselves.

At the same time, he began to make sample guns by himself.

Watching the metal ingot transform directly in Durin's palm, Es Meyer was very curious: "Everyone says that your flame can melt old metal..."

"Yes, later I discovered that when I became stronger, metal in front of me was like a piece of clay. I could do all this without the blessing of fire." Having said that, Du Lin controlled the liquid metal to turn into an integrated gun barrel, and even the rifling was automatically formed.

Simply perfect.

After finishing the other parts, Du Lin took the unfinished handguard handed to him by Old Jim, completed the rough processing in no time, then assembled the gun and removed the burrs.

"Where is the target?" Du Lin asked.

"It's on the third floor of my basement." After saying that, Old Jim took Du Lin down to the third floor of the basement. Here, Du Lin saw a long shooting range.

No wonder this mansion is so long. With the shooting range reaching up to 400 meters and his workshop, maybe Old Jim can really make a gun that can shoot over 400 meters.

Du Lin adjusted the peephole and the ruler.

Using the original 8mm bullet, he scored 188 rings on a target at meters.

All twenty bullets hit the target.

"Melinda, come here." Du Lin handed the gun to his bunny girl.

Melinda tested it, adjusted it, and then fired off twenty rounds in ten seconds.

When the target paper swung over, the three old men looked at the big hole in the center of the target paper and fell silent.

"The recoil is very small, but the wooden buttstock doesn't stick to my cheek very well," Melinda commented.

Du Lin patted the bunny girl on the head and signaled her to hand the gun to the old men to have fun.

Es Meyer tried the gun first. When Dulin first saw this old man, he thought he was a middle-aged man. Later he found out that he was the oldest of the three. The half-blood elf was really amazing.

He shot ten shots and scored 97 rings.

Sora fired the remaining ten shots, scoring 95 points.

Old Jim picked up the new magazine and finally scored 152 rings.

He returned the empty gun to Du Lin: "Good gun, very comfortable, but unfortunately I am old, such a distant target, always a little powerless."

Du Lin took out a small four-fold scope, installed it with screws, adjusted it himself, and loaded ten bullets for Old Jim.

Old Jim shot ten shots under Dulin's guidance, and this time he scored 91 rings.

"This thing is good."

"You can make a replica yourself, just make sure the shape is different." Du Lin said, without taking the gun from Old Jim. "Consider this gun my gift to you."

"Thank you." Old Jim nodded.

Back in the hall, Du Lin saw Old Jim write a number on the checkbook and then handed it to him. "I can't take this money." Du Lin didn't extend his hand.

"Why?" Old Jim was puzzled.

"Revenge is like eating and drinking; it requires money. I'm willing to lend you a hand because I've been touched by Lady Alice's sincerity, and I want to do what I can for this remarkable lady." At this point, Du Lin sighed, "May her spirit in heaven find comfort."

"Thank you, Mr. Dulin." Old Jim's eyes were red. He glanced at the other side of the corridor and handed the check to Sora.

The latter did not respond. "Northernism doesn't need your money. Like Czerny, my family all died in Copenhagen. I never married, and all my property belongs to Northernism. I only hope that one day we can liberate this land." At this point, Sora opened his arms and said, "Old friend, can I still hug you?"

This time, Old Jim didn't act pretentiously and hugged his old friend.

"My mentor has entrusted his family business to me, so I won't be stingy. This time, I'll provide the barrels and all the mechanical parts for ten thousand guns. I'll build them now." After saying this, Du Lin looked at Secretary Ace and said, "You'll need plenty of metal ingots."

"Leave it to us, young sir. As for the solid wood frame, Farol has many good carpenters who will definitely satisfy you."

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In order to make the gun barrel quickly and well, Du Lin specifically asked Da Ju to see if he could strengthen his talent. After getting the affirmative, Du Lin spent 400,000 experience points to strengthen his fire control and casting.

Fire Control (Level 1): Fire is the innate talent of Zhulong. Zhulong warlocks can manipulate all metals for their use and can create up to five identical processes at the same time.

Casting (Level 2): ​​Zhulong is naturally good at casting. The quality of the weapons he casts will be greatly improved, and he can specify the direction of improvement.

It can still be upgraded, but subsequent upgrades will require at least Sequence 6 or higher Root Power.

It really looks like we're going to find some unlucky guys.

Thinking of this, Du Lin thought of the few windbreakers who had been killed before. It seemed that they had also extracted the root power, but he had forgotten it at that time. What a bad luck.

Thinking of this, Du Lin looked at the young people pushing the carts filled with steel ingots.

Under everyone's gaze, Du Lin raised his hand.

Ten steel ingots rotated simultaneously in front of Durin. They merged in groups of two, liquefied, and eventually turned into five perfect gun barrels.

"Is this your true strength, Du Lin?" Mr. Ace picked up a gun barrel. He could not feel the scorching temperature, but when he looked inside the barrel, he saw the rifling completing its spiral in a perfect way.

He exclaimed in admiration, "It's even better than what our craftsmen did. Perhaps even the military-grade lathes used as strategic equipment in the Eastern Elven Territory can't compare to your skillful hands, Mr. Durin."

"Besides perfection, a lathe can allow more ordinary people to make gun barrels as good as this one. It may take a lot of time, but at least it won't require me." At this point, Du Lin shook his head again: "If you need a lathe, please contact the Craftsmen's Guild. This item is a strategic resource for the Eastern Territory."

"We've already asked about it, but it's too expensive." Sora sighed as he looked at Ace as he watched the second batch of ten steel ingots float into the air. "I have to have our carpenters speed up the process."

"Don't worry, I haven't even started making the entire receiver yet." At this point, Du Lin looked at Anta again and said, "Anta, you and everyone else should stay home for the next two days."

"I know. It's better to be careful than to get hurt." Having said this, Anta thought for a moment and looked at Du Lin: "I'll call Lina over. With her around, at least she and I can help with the gunpowder."

"Okay, I'll trouble him to make the trip this time, and I'll show you some of my skills."

(End of this chapter)