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Chu Yang and Zhuge Zhengwo followed Qi Jiguang to the port and boarded the ship. Chu Yang, who was on his second trip, seemed quite familiar with the place and went straight to the storage room in the cabin.
Unlike last time, this time there was only one lonely box on display.
Qi Jiguang opened the box and took out the punk revolver they had painstakingly made. Its enormous size stunned Chu Yang, and Zhuge Zhengwo also stared wide-eyed.
Is this a firearm?
Zhuge Zhengwo's impression of firearms was still that of the most primitive flintlock gun, with a thin barrel as thin as a hemp stalk, not the thick and big thing in front of him.
Chu Yang was also a little confused. This thing looked like a revolver, but it actually had nothing to do with a revolver. Who would hold a revolver with both hands?
In contrast, the copper tubing around the gun and the gas valve with its instrument panel near the trigger gave Chu Yang a sense of familiarity.
Goodness, this change is way too drastic!
"Your Majesty, the new firearms are quite powerful. We have tested them on spirit demons. Many spirit demons can only withstand one shot, while some scaled spirit demons can withstand two shots. Even if they survive, they will be completely incapacitated."
Qi Jiguang held up a large revolver, his smile so amiable, yet he looked like the King of Hell himself had arrived.
Zhuge Zhengwo felt a chill run down his spine. In his memory, firearms were not this powerful. If even spirit demons could only withstand two or three shots, then the fate of martial artists of the same level was terrifying to even think about.
"Your Majesty, these firearms must not be allowed to fall into the hands of the common people, otherwise it will cause very serious problems, and the result may be even more troublesome than the rebellion in the south. I am telling you, Qi Family Army, don't take it too seriously, those craftsmen must also be strictly guarded."
Zhuge Zhengwo's expression was extremely grave.
Qi Jiguang immediately said solemnly, "My Lord, rest assured, every craftsman in the firearms battalion knows his responsibilities and can be trusted. They have entrusted their lives to me."
Chu Yang said, "This thing has a very complex structure that requires precision processing. It has also been modified by craftsmen in various aspects. It would be very difficult for a normal person to learn how to make it, not to mention there are a bunch of formations waiting for you. Divine Marquis, don't be nervous."
Zhuge Zhengwo sighed, "If such a weapon were developed to a certain extent, it would definitely benefit our human race, but it would make the situation of martial artists awkward."
Chu Yang fully understood. As the saying goes, a gun is fast from seven steps away, and accurate and fast within seven steps. The development of firearms has little impact on masters above the grandmaster level, but it is undoubtedly a devastating blow to martial artists in the martial arts world who have undergone nine blood transfusions or less.
Chu Yang said softly, "Times are changing, and people are changing too. If you can't keep up with the times, then it's only natural that you'll be eliminated. This has been the case for thousands of years."
“Yes.” Zhuge Zhengwo was lost in thought.
Chu Yang took the revolver from Qi Jiguang and weighed it in his hand. It weighed about ten kilograms. It would be difficult for an ordinary person to lift it, let alone aim it. The crosshair would drift away.
From this perspective, Zhuge Zhengwo's worries seem somewhat unnecessary, unless the firearms battalion can produce a few light versions.
After playing and watching for a while, Qi Jiguang put the revolver back. Zhuge Zhengwo's wish was fulfilled, and he showed an expression of lingering satisfaction.
Sure enough, men of all ages still enjoy playing with guns.
After inspecting the new firearms, all that's left is to move the machine tools onto the ship. We didn't bring any firearms this time, but we can still fit all the machine tools on board.
Before leaving, Chu Yang slipped another blueprint to Qi Jiguang and told him that it was a powerful weapon on the battlefield.
Qi Jiguang glanced at it; the words on the drawing were stained with ink and were somewhat illegible, so he could only read them slowly.
"Horse...what...machine gun?" (End of Chapter)
Chapter 214 Departure! Fools sometimes have all the luck!
Qi Jiguang only stayed in the capital for one day before leaving, his visit was so brief that Chu Yang couldn't help but sigh that the other party was even busier than him, the emperor.
The ship full of machine tools will arrive in Jinling City in three to five days, and then they will begin to be used. Once the firearms on the blueprints are mass-produced, it won't be long before they change the world.
The shift in power between the human and demon races is imminent.
The demon race is unaware that the true end is approaching. They revel in the small islands of Japan, turning them into a living hell and a paradise for demons, or they stand by and watch silently, waiting for the calamity of demons that will wreak havoc on the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons to appear on the land of the Ming Dynasty.
Compared to the demon race, Chu Yang was more worried about the strange demons, which were a kind of life that should not have appeared in the world.
Having nearly killed himself, Chu Yang had a deep impression of demons. The ominous aura flowing from their blood seemed to pollute the entire world, turning people into crazy, cold-blooded, or even irrational monsters.
Chu Yang was determined to go to the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons; he didn't care whether Zhuge Zhengwo or anyone else agreed.
Two or three days later, good news came from Lu Xiaofeng's side: he had successfully broken through to the Grandmaster realm and become one of the few martial arts Grandmasters in the Ming Dynasty. Although he had broken through to the next level, he still looked very unreliable, and his smugness was written all over his face.
Taking advantage of the free time, and also to celebrate Lu Xiaofeng's arrival, Chu Yang hosted a banquet at the Prince Xian's residence, with guests including Li Gexiao, Hua Manlou, Sikong Zhaixing, and Chai Hu, who came uninvited.
The Imperial Guards were scattered and went to the north and south respectively. Chai Hu also left the Imperial Guards at that time. He was kicked out by Zhuge Zhengwo and sent directly to Li Gexiao.
The two got along very well, as if they had known each other in a past life. Li Gexiao invited Chai Hu to join the team he was about to form, and Chai Hu agreed without hesitation, trusting Li Gexiao's character.
Lu Xiaofeng also received an invitation from the Six Doors, which was personally delivered by Guo Bujing. He admired Lu Xiaofeng's ability to solve cases and his intelligence, which could be put to good use at any time.
Unfortunately, Lu Xiaofeng politely declined Guo Bujing's suggestion.
The reason is simple.
He loves freedom.
Asking a prodigal son to give up his freedom is tantamount to sending him to his death. To be honest, he doesn't really enjoy solving cases; he only does them reluctantly when he's in the wrong situation.
If possible, Lu Xiaofeng hoped to live a quiet and ordinary life, doing nothing all day but drinking, gambling, and ideally having a few close female friends by his side.
The work intensity at the Six Doors is too high; there's never a moment of rest, which is seriously different from Lu Xiaofeng's life motto.
Seemingly sensing Lu Xiaofeng's sincerity, Guo Bujing never mentioned the matter again. He gave Lu Xiaofeng a Six Doors token, telling him to seek help from the local Six Doors if he ever encountered trouble.
Lu Xiaofeng happily accepted the waist token. No gift could be more suitable for him. At the same time, he understood Guo Bujing's intention: to wait for him to change his mind in a more subtle way.
After finishing the meal, Lu Xiaofeng planned to take his leave. He had been in the capital for a long time and was getting tired of it. Most importantly, he had been to all the brothels that had opened in the last two years, and there was nothing here that he would miss.
Li Gexiao also plans to go out for a stroll to strengthen his team; it is said that he already has someone he likes.
Chu Yang knew who he had chosen, but he was still very curious whether the plot would change. For example, the appearance of Chai Hu was completely different from the original plot.
"Once you've gathered everyone, we'll go to the Yihua Palace to ask Yaoyue for the Mingyu Gong."
"What? Your Majesty, you're really going!"
"You think I'm joking with you?"
"It's not good to offend Yihua Palace so easily. Shenhou just said two days ago that he wanted to cooperate with the major sects."
"Why don't you just treat it as a collaboration?"
"Hmm... Your Majesty is right."
Mingyu Gong is necessary for Li Gexiao. The martial arts he knows are too fierce, and he also has the true essence of the Wedding Dress Divine Skill passed down to him by Yan Nantian. If he doesn't harmonize it, his yin and yang will become imbalanced in the long run, and sooner or later it will backfire on him.
"How is Lord Zheng doing lately?"
“Since that day, my master has never left the house. He stays alone in the mansion, and I can’t even go in to visit him.”
"Well, let's give him some time. A person can't live in the past. If he doesn't take that step, he'll never have a chance to become a Grandmaster."
"That's what they say, but I'm still worried. I hope Master can overcome his own obstacles."
When Zheng Dongliu was mentioned, Li Gexiao became somewhat downcast. He was probably the one who understood Zheng Dongliu the most. He had lived a miserable life during the years when he was trapped by his inner demons. If Chu Yang hadn't been drinking with him, he probably wouldn't have been able to hold on until today.
After a satisfying meal, everyone returned to their rooms to rest. The Prince Xian's residence became quiet again under the cover of night. Chu Yang did not return to the palace but slept in his old room.
Over the years, he rarely slept here because he couldn't sleep soundly, fearing that his elder brother might decide to kill him at any moment. So he tossed and turned every night.
Later, he frequented brothels. The more bustling the crowd, the more at ease he felt. Only in such an environment could he get a good night's sleep, though he didn't know if it was just psychological.
He slept soundly tonight, free from the torment he had felt before.
The next morning, Chu Yang had just stepped out of his room when he heard from the housekeeper that Lu Xiaofeng and Li Gexiao had left in a hurry, without even saying goodbye, perhaps because they were afraid that saying goodbye would make it more difficult for them to leave.
Staring blankly at the desolate Prince Xian's residence, Chu Yang was lost in thought.
Time passes slowly.
With the help of the Six Doors and the Divine Marquis's Mansion, the matter of the elixir gradually became common knowledge, causing an uproar throughout the martial arts world. Some people believed it, while others did not.
Some even say it's a conspiracy...
The imperial court offered no explanation, allowing rumors to circulate. Instead, it issued a bounty in major cities for the flesh and blood of demons, with a rather high price, promising a 50/50 split after the pill was completed.
Hunting monsters is an act of risking one's life, and taking half of it at once is hard to accept. But what they don't know is that this is the result of Zhuge Zhengwo's hard work. Chu Yang originally agreed to a 90/10 split.
Strangely enough, the higher the price was set, the more those people in the martial arts world believed it to be true, and many of them had the idea of giving it a try.
A few days later, the city was filled with martial artists carrying demonic creatures, all coming to alchemists to have pills made.
Most of the demons are not highly skilled; there are both demonic beasts and spirit demons, and some are even just ordinary wild animals.
The beast's carcass was dragged away by the city's butcher amidst the laughter of the crowd.
Subsequently, the city guards and constables dressed in black robes appeared, recorded the names of the martial artists present and the monsters they had hunted, and agreed on a time to retrieve the pills.
The martial artists dared not act rashly, for those were constables from the Divine Marquis's Mansion...
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Zheng Dayou is twenty years old this year. He started practicing martial arts at the age of eight and has been practicing for twelve years. For twelve years, he has been stuck in the stage of honing his physical skills. While his peers have long since completed their physical transformation, he has not even undergone one. To say that he has mediocre talent is to give him too much credit.
He couldn't stay in his hometown any longer, so he decided to come out and broaden his horizons. However, he encountered a battle between monsters on the road, which almost scared Zheng Dayou half to death. Fortunately, there was a tree hole nearby, and he hid in the hole for a day before daring to climb out late at night.
After walking a few steps, I saw blood all over the ground and half a white fox's corpse. It seemed that the fox had lost the battle and become the enemy's food.
Having only eaten half, the winning beast didn't seem to have much of an appetite. Zheng Dayou mustered his courage and stepped forward to carefully examine the remaining half of the white fox's corpse.
Zheng Dayou, whose ancestors were hunters, could tell that the fur was of very high quality. He was sure he could sell it for a lot of money in the city, so he smiled.
What is this called?
If one survives, there will be future fortunes.