Many children, many blessings; a stunningly beautiful wife is given to you right from the start.

Black Wind City, Jixia Academy.

The name sounds elegant and scholarly.

In reality, this is the noisiest and least academy-like place in the entire Blackwind City.

The courtyard was devoid of the sounds of reading aloud; instead, there were clanging and banging sounds, and the occasional dull thud of an explosion emanating from one of the workshops.

Wooden boards with strange drawings are everywhere, along with all sorts of oddly shaped parts and semi-finished products, haphazardly piled up in the corners.

As soon as Lin Mo stepped into the largest workshop in the center, he heard a familiar argument.

"Sister! No! You really can't do this!"

It was Gu Meng'er's soft, sweet voice, but now it was tinged with tears.

"Hey, don't stop me! Just a tiny bit! Really just a tiny bit of 'flavor enhancer'!"

Gu Ling'er's voice was full of energy, brimming with the excitement of getting into trouble.

"I guarantee you, the taste will take off like a rocket! In a physically significant way!"

"Ugh...that's gunpowder! If I eat it, I'll turn into a fire-breathing dragon! My husband will kill me!"

Lin Mo's lips twitched, and he strode inside, just in time to see Gu Ling'er pinching a small pinch of black powder, furtively trying to sprinkle it onto a plate of delicate osmanthus cake.

Meanwhile, Gu Meng'er, who was standing next to her, was clutching her lower abdomen and tightly gripping her wrist, so anxious that tears were about to fall.

Lin Mo stepped forward and picked up a piece of osmanthus cake from the plate.

"I'll try it. But let's be clear first, who will reimburse my medical expenses if it explodes?"

The moment he spoke, the two arguing people froze.

"My husband!"

"Hey! Lin Mo!"

Gu Ling'er's eyes lit up, and she immediately threw away the "flavor enhancement powder" in her hand. She rushed into Lin Mo's arms like a little rocket.

Gu Meng'er breathed a sigh of relief, obediently walked to Lin Mo's side, her little hands instinctively protecting her belly, and timidly called out, "Husband..."

"Why are you here?"

Gu Ling'er clung to Lin Mo's arm, hanging her entire body on him.

Lin Mo scratched her small nose and deliberately put on a stern face.

"What, can't I come?"

"Hehe, no way!"

Gu Ling'er laughed like a fox who had stolen a chicken, rubbing her little head against Lin Mo's chest, her manner full of coquettishness.

"You should come every day from now on! I'm so bored here all by myself!"

Lin Mo looked around the bustling construction site with some confusion.

"With hundreds of craftsmen here, and all your strange and wonderful inventions, how could you be bored?"

"Besides, doesn't Meng'er come to keep you company every day?"

"snort!"

Gu Ling'er pouted, looking disgusted.

"Those old men are as stubborn as city walls; talking to them is incredibly frustrating!"

"When I said I wanted to give the thunderbolts wings, they insisted on asking me where the wings got the power to flap!"

She then pointed to Gu Meng'er beside her and accused her.

"My sister is even more annoying! She forces me to eat this cake and that pastry every day, saying it's good for my health. I'm getting so fat I could roll!"

"If I eat any more, I'm going to explode!"

Lin Mo laughed heartily upon hearing this and pinched her little cheek.

"Okay, okay, I'll come more often when I have time."

"Yay!"

Upon hearing this, Gu Ling'er immediately jumped up happily and hugged Lin Mo even tighter.

"Okay, let's stop fooling around."

Lin Mo's smile slowly faded. He gently patted Gu Ling'er's back to make her stand up straight.

"What important matter is it?"

Seeing his serious expression, Gu Ling'er also put away her playful thoughts and asked curiously.

"Could the Thunderfire Bomb be modified so that it doesn't need a fuse, and just explodes when stepped on?"

Lin Mo stared into her eyes and asked, word by word.

"No lead wire needed?"

Gu Ling'er tilted her head, blinked her bright eyes, and rested her index finger on her chin, beginning to think seriously.

"Hmm...using pressure to trigger...changing the internal structure to make the flint strike and generate sparks...that does work..."

"But what do you need that thing for? To fry wild boar?"

She quickly came to a conclusion, then looked up at Lin Mo with a face full of curiosity.

"Wu Zhong of Tiebi Pass has raised an army."

Lin Mo said calmly.

"Fifty-three thousand men are heading towards Blackwind City. They will be at the city gates in no more than half a day."

"He also gave an order."

"Massacre of the city."

The moment those two words were uttered, the air in the courtyard froze instantly.

Gu Meng'er's face turned deathly pale in an instant.

She instinctively covered her lower abdomen, her watery eyes instantly filled with fear and unease.

An army of 50,000 men massacred the city...

These words were unimaginable horrors to her.

After a brief moment of astonishment, Gu Ling'er's bright eyes revealed not fear, but an almost manic excitement!

Damn, is this the DNA of a warmonger being activated?

"fifty thousand?!"

"A massacre of the entire city?!"

Far from being afraid, she excitedly grabbed Lin Mo's arm, her voice trembling.

"Great! Finally, we can do something big! My darlings can finally play again!"

Looking at her like this, Lin Mo felt a headache coming on.

He asked again:

"So, is it even possible to build them? I need a lot, a huge amount."

"Yes! Absolutely! It's so easy!"

Gu Ling'er snapped out of her excitement and patted her chest loudly.

"Follow me!"

She grabbed Lin Mo's hand and pulled him towards a courtyard deep within the academy.

It was a separate courtyard, guarded by two squads of armed guards at the entrance.

The courtyard wall stood tall, and on it, a row of large characters were written crookedly in cinnabar:

"Smoking is strictly prohibited. Violators will be fed to pigs!"

Pushing open the heavy iron door, a strong smell of gunpowder hit you.

The room was densely packed with boxes of all sizes, piled up to the ceiling.

Gu Ling'er ran to the corner as if she knew the way well and pried open one of the large boxes.

With a "bang," the box lid opened.

A whole box of dark, fist-sized ceramic jars appeared before Lin Mo.

Thunderfire bomb.

Gu Ling'er picked one up casually, tossed it in her hand, and introduced it to Lin Mo as if presenting a treasure.

"See, it's super easy to change this thing to the way you described."

She pointed to the seal on the top of the pottery jar, where the fuse was inserted.

"Just dig out the sealing clay and fuse here, and then replace it with a specially made 'press-to-fire' mechanism."

"That little mechanism contains two flints and a little bit of flammable oil, which are usually kept separate."

"But if a weight of more than thirty pounds is placed on it, the spring inside will be compressed, causing the two flints to collide with each other with a 'crack'..."

She made a bumping gesture and gave a mischievous grin.

Then, boom!

Lin Mo listened to her simple and straightforward introduction, and his heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled back into his stomach.

"Ling'er, go and call all the craftsmen here. We need to modify all the lightning and fire bombs here."