The developers still haven't forgiven the players.

Chapter 110 Explosions are Art

A large number of players who had come to watch the excitement gathered next to the open space that the two outlaws had named "Waterway".

In the rudimentary vertical furnace to the side, molten iron flowed and emitted flames, making Ah Shui and Cheng Lu's faces glow red.

The crowd that had gathered around was eerily quiet.

All the players' eyes were focused on Ah Shui's calloused hands, or rather, on the heavy, black iron pipe in his hand.

The thing looked so rough that it resembled an appliance part that had just been salvaged from a junkyard; the tube was mottled and even had several obvious welding marks.

But no matter how rough it is, it's completely out of place compared to the primitive stone axes and bone knives in the hands of other players.

This is a technique that shouldn't exist in the game's background.

"Hey buddy, what's that you're holding—"

Springtime on campus drew near, and she reached out to touch it, but Ah Shui dodged away as if protecting her cub.

"Don't touch it, this is Unit-01 of the Waterway."

Seeing that the commotion had attracted so many players, Ah Shui probably felt that this was the perfect opportunity to make their name known, and made a move to conduct a second test shot.

He carefully placed the black iron pipe on a flat stone, his movements as gentle as if he were handling a rare treasure.

He pulled a funnel-shaped piece of wood from his pocket, then scooped out a spoonful of dark powder from several earthenware jars at his feet, and finally poured it into the opening at the back of the iron pipe.

Seeing this, Fu Yun, who was originally standing next to Cheng Lu, suddenly hesitated and silently took a few steps back.

In fact, Chenglu and Ashui originally planned to go straight to the point and make an automatic rifle by hand.

However, after Fu Yun joined them, he pointed out a problem: the production efficiency of the three of them was completely insufficient to support the consumption of bullets for automatic rifles.

After all, relying solely on brute force to shape bullets, Ah Shui could only produce a few dozen bullets a day, and quality control couldn't be guaranteed. It would be better to temporarily abandon the production of modern bullets and prioritize the production of single-shot propellant firearms.

Therefore, they made a total of two firearms: a matchlock gun and a flintlock gun.

But regardless of the gun, the rifling inside the barrel is made quite rudimentary.

Knowing this clearly, Fu Yun had absolutely no courage to observe it up close.

The other players were naturally unaware of this.

Since the game began testing, most players have been busy leveling up or practicing military tactics.

Even though Peng Zhi kept talking about construction every day, he would still spend time leveling up.

People like Ah Shui, Cheng Lu, and the young couple Si Dongquan who are purely dedicated to their side hustles are extremely rare.

But even though I've never eaten pork, I've seen pigs run.

Ah Shui's current actions, combined with the loud bang he heard earlier, make the answer obvious.

The players were visibly excited and began to discuss the matter animatedly.

"You really succeeded?"

"Aren't we playing the same game?"

"Name your price, I'd like to buy one to try it out."

Who can resist playing with real firearms?

Especially the male players, who make up more than 90% of the total number of players, are very excited and wish they could try it out for Ah Shui.

Under the excited gazes of the players, Ah Shui quickly completed the final preparations.

Nourishing~

The fuse was lit, emitting a faint burning sound.

The surroundings became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, and everyone held their breath.

The fuse burned out quickly, and smoke billowed from the gun barrel.

boom!

A loud bang suddenly exploded.

Half a gun barrel came straight at Dog Brother's face.

Holy crap!

In a moment of desperation, Dog Brother suddenly swung his fist, smashing the half of the gun barrel that had been blown away, creating a dent.

"Hmm~"

A unified gasp of surprise erupted from the crowd.

Putting everything else aside, the amount of explosives loaded is quite generous.

"Cough cough cough————" Ah Shui coughed from the gunpowder smoke, but he was fine.

Campus Spring Scenery quickly retreated, never mentioning again that Ah Shui should let her play with that gun.

Ke Yun gasped, "This counts as a failed test launch, right?"

"This power—"

Peng Zhi quickly started to make a plan in his mind.

Although it was destroyed after only two shots were fired, this could obviously be improved.

With a few more improvements, it will definitely be ready for real-world use.

Upon seeing this, Cheng Lu's face darkened.

Ah Shui did this in front of so many players, how is he going to sell weapons in the future?

"I'm sorry for making a fool of myself." In an attempt to salvage his reputation, he immediately picked up the last flintlock pistol.

When everyone's attention turned to him, he immediately aimed at the pile of firewood next to him and pulled the trigger.

With a loud bang, a black hole the size of a thumb appeared on one of the logs, and wood chips flew all over the ground.

Upon closer inspection of the spring scenery on campus, the expression of disdain instantly froze.

The mechanical structure of a flintlock igniter relies on a spring-driven strike to an anvil, generating a spark for ignition.

This ignition logic is actually more in line with the public's impression of firearms.

"Hey bro, wanna sell this?" The campus spring scenery instantly changed its expression, fawningly moving closer to Cheng Lu:

We can discuss the price.

Dog Bro quickly squeezed in, waving his arms: "I want it, let me try it first."

"Don't rush, don't rush."

Cheng Lu smugly blew away the smoke that had long since dissipated from the muzzle of his gun. He looked at the pairs of eyes around him that were glowing green, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

"As you can all see, we only have this one gun right now. If you want to buy one, you'll have to wait."

He paused for a moment, then added, "But don't worry, we'll be working overtime to increase production right away. We support pre-orders; first come, first served. If you buy now, you'll receive your order within one day at the latest."

When they made guns before, there were extra parts such as hammers and springs that they didn't use. They could just make a seamless steel tube and assemble it at any time.

While many players were arguing heatedly over this "handcrafted gun",

College student gamers, representing a poor group, couldn't compete with the competition, so they had to find another way.

Peng Zhi quietly moved closer to Ah Shui and asked, "Brother, you guys have already made guns, why don't you make bombs first?"

To be honest, the firearm that Cheng Lu and A Shui made is less powerful than a casual punch from Peng Zhi.

But if you use high-yield explosives, the effect will be different.

After all, monsters in this game don't regenerate health when they lose aggro. With a powerful explosive pack, you can discover a whole new way to fight monsters.

Ah Shui wiped the soot off his face: "You don't understand, guns are a man's romance."

Peng Zhi replied as quickly as if he hadn't thought: "But explosions are art."

"That's right, that's the one."

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Ke Yun chimed in at the opportune moment, gesturing with her hands: "You know Patrick Star, right?"

Ah Shui paused for two seconds, then leaned back strategically: "I understand. So, what price are you prepared to offer?"