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

The entire Ministry of Works instantly transformed into a massive cyberpunk factory.

Three thousand bare-chested craftsmen were hastily dragged out of their beds and lined up in a square formation.

Gu Ling'er stood on the high platform, holding a tin megaphone in her hand.

"Listen up, all of you! We've been training for this for a thousand days, but we're going to use them for one! Anyone who dares to slack off today will be taught a lesson about the harsh realities of life!"

Craftsman A raised his hand: "Your Highness, we've been working non-stop for three days, and our spiritual energy is completely depleted. We really can't keep going."

Gu Ling'er took out hundreds of large jade bottles from her storage ring and smashed them on the ground with a "bang bang bang".

"Top-grade Qi-restoring pills! One bottle per person! Eat them like candy! After you've finished them, keep going!"

The craftsman, clutching his stomach, said, "Your Majesty, my meridians can't handle taking too much of this medicine."

"If you can't take it, take a Vein-Protecting Pill! After that, take a Bone-Regenerating Pill! As long as you have a breath left, die on the assembly line!"

Gu Ling'er waved her hand.

"Upon completion, each person will receive a reward of one thousand top-grade spirit stones and a courtyard house within the Second Ring Road of Beijing!"

Three thousand craftsmen knelt down in unison.

"Being a 007 agent is a blessing! The sweat we shed today is our ticket to a bright future!"

"Your Majesty's promise is so grand and perfect, I'll drink it first as a sign of respect!"

"I'd go through fire and water for Your Majesty!"

The sound of hammering shook the heavens and the earth, and sparks flew higher than the eaves.

Gu Ling'er moved a small stool and sat by the stove to supervise the work.

"Furnace number two isn't hot enough! Increase the fire! Are you roasting sweet potatoes here?! Push the spiritual fire to its maximum!"

"The array patterns are crooked! Re-engrave them! A small error can lead to a huge mistake, don't you understand?! If this explodes, we'll all be in the underworld playing mahjong with the late Emperor!"

"Hurry up! Hey you, don't think I didn't see you slacking off! If you keep daydreaming, you'll be sent to the northern desert to mine coal tomorrow!"

Zhang Bailian brought over a bowl of medicine to help prevent miscarriage.

"Your Majesty, rest a while and drink some medicine. You are carrying the Emperor's child. If this were to harm the fetus, this old minister would be guilty beyond redemption."

Gu Ling'er pushed the medicine bowl away, spilling the medicine all over the floor.

"Why would you drink medicine! Your husband is gone, this child will be born without a father to hold him, he might as well stay in my belly and learn blacksmithing with me!"

"A fine man is born to forge iron!"

Zhang Bailian was so frightened that he jumped up on the spot, quickly shoved the medicine bowl to the palace maid next to him, and went down to swing the sledgehammer himself.

"I'll smash it! I'll smash it, okay?! Your Majesty, please don't get agitated!"

Three hours later.

A colossal figure stood in the center of the Ministry of Works' training ground.

It was entirely black, with a cannon barrel so thick that two elephants could fit inside, and its surface was covered with dense array patterns that shimmered with a ghostly blue light.

Gu Ling'er jumped off the stool, circled the cannon twice, and nodded repeatedly.

"Take it away! To the nameless hill in the western suburbs! Test the cannon!"

Zhang Bailian was in a dilemma.

"Your Majesty, this thing weighs 100,000 jin (50,000 kg), and there isn't even a decent road on that mountain in the western suburbs. How are we going to haul it up there?"

Gu Ling'er pointed at the cannon.

"Is the road uneven?"

"It's all huge rocks and forests."

"Then fire a shot! Blow the road flat!"

Gu Ling'er patted the cannon barrel.

Zhang Bailian quickly grabbed the cannon barrel.

"No, no, no! This old minister will think of a way! Even if I have to gnaw with my teeth, I'll gnaw this road flat for you!"

In the end, the Sky-Breaking Cannon was lifted up by the spiritual power of one hundred giant rhinoceroses and three thousand craftsmen and dragged to the top of the western suburbs mountain.

The cannon muzzle is at a 90-degree angle, pointing straight at the sky.

Gu Ling'er stood in front of the turret control panel, holding a top-grade spirit stone in her hand, and slapped it into the core card slot.

"Buzz—"

The entire Sky-Breaking Cannon roared, and the surrounding spiritual energy was frantically drained away.

Zhang Bailian pulled Lu Dachui behind a boulder 300 meters away, with a large black pot on their heads.

"Big Hammer, do you really think this thing can blast a hole in the sky?"

Lu Dachui gripped the hammer handle tightly.

"I don't know if the sky will break, I only know that if this cannon explodes, neither of us will be left with even ashes."

Gu Ling'er frantically operated the control panel with both hands.

"Spiritual pressure level: 30%... 50%... 80%!"

The alarm blared loudly.

The array patterns on the control panel were burning red.

"Your Majesty! The vehicle is overloaded! Stop it immediately!"

Zhang Bailian poked half his head out and yelled at the top of his lungs.

"Shut up!"

Gu Ling'er stared intently at the cannon muzzle, her fingers flying across the keyboard.

"Sever the external spiritual energy circulation! Force a connection! Activate all backup spirit stone storages as well!"

"One hundred percent! One hundred and twenty percent!"

"Break for me!"

Gu Ling'er slammed her hand on the launch button.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The nameless hilltop instantly shrank by three meters.

The violent recoil created a hurricane, sending Zhang Bailian and Lu Dachui, who were hiding behind the boulder, flying dozens of meters away, pot and all.

A beam of dark blue light, over ten meters in diameter, shot out from the cannon's muzzle and soared into the sky.

Wherever the beam of light passed, the air was instantly sucked away, creating a sonic boom.

"Snap!"

The thick clouds in the sky were torn apart by this beam of light.

A visible black crack appeared in the clouds.

At the edges of the cracks, the space appears distorted and folded.

Zhang Bailian climbed out of the mud pit, spat out a mouthful of mud, and pointed to the sky.

"Crack...it cracked open? It really cracked the sky!?"

Lu Dachui opened his mouth wide, his chin resting on his chest.

"My goodness! Is the Empress going to kill the Emperor?"

The two scrambled to the front of the gun emplacement.

The barrel of the Sky-Breaking Cannon was glowing red-hot, its surface covered with spiderweb-like cracks, and it could break down at any moment.

Gu Ling'er looked up, staring at the black crack in the sky.

Both hands were clenched into fists.

"Open it...open it wider...give me back my husband!"

The energy of the beam of light was finally exhausted.

The black crack in the sky flickered a few times.

With a "snap".

The crack closed instantly.

The clouds gathered again.

The sky was azure.

There are no void passages.

There are no large holes.

Lin Mo was nowhere to be seen.

Zhang Bailian wiped away his cold sweat and stepped forward.

"Your Majesty...is this...is it a success or a failure?"

Gu Ling'er remained motionless, her head tilted back.

A gentle breeze blew by, lifting the hem of her skirt, which was covered in black ash.

"not enough."

Gu Ling'er suddenly spoke.

Zhang Bailian was taken aback: "What?"

"Not powerful enough. The yield is still too small."

Gu Ling'er suddenly turned around, grabbed the charcoal pencil on the control panel, and started writing and drawing directly on the back of her hand.

"The output of spiritual energy from the eight interconnected cores is not stable enough, and the energy dissipation rate is as high as 40% when breaking through the spatial barrier."

"The barrel material is inadequate and cannot withstand continuous high temperatures, limiting the maximum output time of spiritual energy."

"There are flaws in the array pattern arrangement. The wind-element acceleration array pattern and the space tearing array pattern are causing a repulsive reaction."

She muttered to herself as she walked.

"We need to install a fusion core... Yes, psionic fusion! Crush the top-grade spirit stones and recompress them!"

"The cannon barrel needs to be replaced with ten-thousand-year-old mystic ice iron! The array patterns need to be re-analyzed, and a gravity collapse array needs to be added!"