Necromancer, summoning 055? What the heck?

Chapter 85 Traditional Weapons, Idle Void Chanting
The fiefdom document was sent to the Emerald Duchy, awaiting the king's approval and notification to the other kingdoms; this will take some time.

Chen Mo took advantage of this time to handle some important matters in Emerald City. To this end, Chen Mo activated the Bloodline Altar once again and created an eight-line distribution system.

Let's outline the main problems that need to be solved.

First, the Earl has some interest in modern weapons, so we can make a small deal.

Second, find a magic teacher to maintain the crucial training progress.

Third, build a basic team; you can't build a sandcastle on the beach all by yourself.

The first thing is easy.

After careful consideration and taking into account Chen Mo's own suggestion, Dongxia sent several new "traditional weapons" to the Starry Continent.

Since the Marquis said he was very interested in the weapon of the mechanical lord from another world and wanted to learn from it, then we naturally couldn't make the difficulty too high for him.

Simplicity makes it easier to crack. As for imitation, even if you give them a high-tech chip, they can't replicate it, right?

First, there's the firearm, the Type 53 rifle, which you can tell is from a bygone era just from the name.

It can be used by both infantry and cavalry; once cracked, it will be perfect for use.

It's a single-shot bolt-action rifle, manually ejected and chambered, powerful and with a long range. I just don't know where Dongxia dug it out of; it smells strongly of anti-rust oil.

Secondly, there's the Type 67 wooden-handled grenade. Apparently, the family originally wanted to give them a Type 51 grenade to match the Type 53 infantry and cavalry grenade in a nostalgic set, but unfortunately, they couldn't find any that worked properly, so they had to settle for second best.

Compared to the current egg-shaped hand grenades, the Type 67 has two significant advantages: wood is readily available, and it can be thrown extremely far!
It perfectly meets Fanxing's needs; you can't say Dongxia isn't considerate.

Finally, there's a miniature civilian drone, an online shopping platform model, equipped with a simple camera.

The above three items correspond to Chen Mo's three most frequently used "weapons" along the way: armor-piercing sniper rifle, thermobaric grenade, and the [Skylark] drone.

Yes, the power is just slightly different.

Anyway, almost all of Chen Mo's companions who had come all the way with him were dead, and all the enemies who had experienced his power were also dead. The only survivor, Princess Liushuang, had only ever used a sniper rifle. Who says a sniper rifle isn't a single-shot rifle?

Chen Mo was soon pleased with himself for his cautious actions.

The burly captain of the Earl's mansion stroked his Type 53 cavalry rifle from head to toe, revealing a disdainful expression.

Listen to what he said: "Without psionic reserves, he's at best a dwarf master-level musket."

When the captain removed his leg armor, revealing his square-muscled thigh, and fired a shot without hesitation, Chen Mo was certain that he had done the right thing.

These guys are too arrogant and too confident.

What if you gave him an aluminum-magnesium incendiary bomb and he swallowed it and started breathing fire?

After evaluation, the city lord's mansion accepted the Type 53 cavalry rifle and the Type 67 wooden-handled grenade, intending to hand them over to their own master craftsmen for research. As for the drone, the assessment was: it's inferior to the hawk, just a toy.

Of course, Chen Mo was paid a generous fee, which he accepted without hesitation, as he could use it to hire people next.

Having successfully completed the first task, the second task was to give Chen Mo a taste of his own medicine.

Cloud Mist Territory fully heeded the advice of the former Seventh Guard Captain, Peiwen, and the deputy city garrison commander of Cloud Mist City personally led Chen Mo to visit many retired mages in the city, including two renowned first-level grand mages.

Unfortunately, while they were very polite and courteous at first, they quickly turned down the offer once they heard that the person was a guest from "Saltwater Beach".

Chen offered a large sum of money, and the other party expressed his gratitude, saying that he was simply not in good health and could not travel far.

Chen Mo promised to build a magic tower for the other party, but the other party said that their family was all in Jade and they could not bear to leave. They also said that they would not be able to adapt to the local environment when they went abroad, and they were very sorry.

Chen Mo even got impatient and said, "Name your conditions." The other party politely replied that their main need was to live in a big city. It's not that they like staying in their comfort zone. First of all, mages who can be called "unemployed" are those who haven't built their own magic towers or joined any. These people are inherently the type who "don't have a strong ambition" and "don't have a strong desire for money."

What good are lords of unknown origin and barren, impoverished territories, no matter how eloquently they speak?
Chen Mo could only believe in the principle that sincerity can move mountains, so he ran around to different houses every day, bringing a few gifts and fresh produce.

However, he couldn't chat with others every day, so he ended up getting to know a magic master named Gran Downs who was once a fifth-tier Void Chanter the most.

Master Downs is an elemental mage who specializes in water magic. The reason he was once at the fifth rank is because a mage's realm is not static; one can advance to a higher level, but can also fall back down.

In his youth, this master was a wanderer, traveling all over the country and joining many mercenary groups. He claimed to have seen the vicissitudes of life and the coldness of human nature.

According to a private account from the deputy city garrison commander of Yunwu, Master Downs supposedly had a painful experience of being abandoned by his wife, which led him to see through the vanities of the world. Just over forty years old, he returned to his hometown in Yunwu Territory, where he lived alone in his lakeside mansion, spending his days watering flowers, fishing, and immersing himself in nature, detached from worldly affairs.

The deputy city guard also specifically reminded: "Although Master Gran Downs was once certified as a fifth-order Void Chanting, he has not been re-certified for many years because he neither holds a mage position nor undertakes mercenary missions."

"After so many years of neglect, no one knows its true level. According to the lord's mage advisor, it may not even be able to retain the strength of the fourth rank now."

"I must explain this to Mr. Chen."

"But in any case, he was once a high-ranking mage, and he has the vision, knowledge, and spell model. If you just want to ask him about spells, it may not be a bad choice."

That makes sense, but it doesn't work.

Although he was only middle-aged, his messy long hair was nearly half gray, tangled with his disheveled beard, making him look like an old dog with matted fur.

Because the "old man" had no family and plenty of free time, Chen Mo was never rushed out by any messy matters when he came. Most of the time, he could only quietly accompany the old man fishing.

The old man was fond of fishing, but he was very bad at it. However, he did have a good catch. As a water mage, he resolutely refused to use magic.

Only when the fish are hooked and the rod is being pulled up in a flurry of activity can one catch a fleeting glimpse of the old man's water magic flowing through the water.

Whenever he caught a fish, the old man would be in a great mood and chat with Chen Mo for a while. Most of the time he would share his fishing tips, and a little time he would give Chen Mo some pointers on magical cultivation.

However, the frequency was so slow that Chen Mo wished he could go down and hang the fish for the old man himself.

After spending the afternoon playing fishing with the old man and feeding the fish, Chen Mo returned to his residence in the evening and summoned the Dividing Altar 2/8 once again.

Soon, the Dongxia security department was mobilized and began knocking on doors everywhere.

　Since yesterday, people have been commenting that the novel stopped updating as soon as it was released, that it's been abandoned, and that the author doesn't want to live anymore! I can't even keep up with the replies.

　　Monday, Monday noon, I made it so clear!

　　You guys were still awake at midnight on Sunday, so you just treated it as Saturday. When you woke up, oh dear, isn't this the next day?
　　But it's actually the same day...

　　Following the infamous "opening the book with extra chapters" incident, you've now created another infamous scene: "updating the book and immediately stopping updates."

　　I wonder how badly the first-day order volume will crash today...

　　I'm done talking, my heart is broken. I'll just leave it to fate and get back to writing!
　　All the drafts have been published today; there's absolutely none left.

　　Starting tomorrow, I'll try to update daily, posting as much as I can...

　　Thanks for the support!

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(End of this chapter)