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"So fast!" Dennis couldn't help but speak out. With his outstanding eyesight and mental reaction ability, he could clearly see the bullet shot out from the gun barrel and hit the target forty meters away almost instantly.

The power is also extremely amazing. You should know that the materials of these targets are special, not ordinary wood materials, but they can still be penetrated so easily.

The guard stood there in a daze, unable to believe that he had done this.

Kevin and others were even vaguely worried whether such weapons would pose a threat to wizards.

After all, an ordinary person who doesn't know magic can master it after an hour of study, which makes them a little worried.

Thinking of this, Kevin volunteered to step forward and cast a second-level spell [Mage Shield] on himself, intending to use him as a target to personally test the power of the musket.

"Lord Kevin..." The guard looked at Kevin who was fighting in front of him, holding the musket in his hand, his legs were shaking, and he didn't dare to shoot at all.

"Stop talking nonsense and try it quickly. The weapon in your hand can't hurt me." Kevin said impatiently and stood fifty meters away.

Under the constant urging of the crowd, the guard swallowed hard, hesitated for more than ten seconds, and did not move. In the end, Lydia snatched the musket away.

"Let me do it!" Lydia cleaned the gun barrel very skillfully, and then took out a special bullet from her pocket with evil intentions and asked.

"Professor Kevin, can I try this projectile?"

"Of course." Kevin nodded casually.

After receiving a positive answer, Lydia happily stuffed the special bullet into the gun chamber, paused before shooting, and reminded embarrassedly, "You'd better be careful, Professor Kevin!"

Kevin waved his hand impatiently.

Lydia took a deep breath, pulled the flint clip, and then began to aim. After about three seconds, she pulled the trigger at Kevin.

Bang—the sound like thunder rang out again.

Although he said he didn't care, Kevin's pupils had already turned into eagle eyes like a griffin. That was the shaping magic - [Dynamic Vision].

Only when he faced the muzzle of the gun did he feel how fast the bullet was going. The moment the gunshot rang out, the attack had already arrived in front of him.

It only takes 0.2 seconds to cross a distance of fifty meters!

The lead bullet, with an initial velocity of two hundred and fifty meters per second, quickly hit the [Mage Shield], and a crack soon appeared on the shield. Kevin breathed a sigh of relief because the bullet quickly disintegrated.

However, being so close, Kevin quickly noticed the runes engraved on the surface of the projectile.

Is this... an explosion?

Kevin's knowledge of alchemy was limited, but he still recognized it at a glance. This was the explosive rune!

Then, the special projectile exploded directly, and the disintegrated fragments flew everywhere, turning into a denser rain of bullets, hitting the [Mage Shield]. In less than 0.5 seconds, the solid magic barrier was instantly pierced...

Chapter 217: Magic Industrialization

The sudden explosion of the bullet obviously caught Kevin off guard. Even though he could clearly see the incoming rain of bullets with his excellent dynamic vision, it was too late to react at such a close distance.

Kevin could only watch the flying bullet fragments hitting his body. He stepped back in fear, but soon found that his body was only slightly painful, without any new holes or even broken skin.

"If what Lydia put in just now was a special iron ball, you would be seriously injured now..." Philip looked at Kevin who was frightened to death with amusement. He was not surprised by this result.

Because this explosive projectile was created by him, and its power had been tested long ago, its power was roughly equivalent to that of a second-level spell - Exploding Fireball, which could barely break the [Mage Shield]. The remaining kinetic energy was not enough to harm the human body, so when Lydia took out this thing just now, he did not say anything to stop her.

Seeing that everyone on the field had an expression of laughter, Kevin felt a little embarrassed and couldn't help but glare at Lydia.

The half-orc girl stuck out her tongue and hid behind Lynn. She had just heard Professor Kevin describe the power of the musket so badly, so she wanted to demonstrate it to him.

After all, this musket was made by her own hands and is her proudest product.

Lin En on the side also said with a smile, "Professor Kevin, Lydia has already reminded you before. If you had been more careful, you wouldn't have gotten into such a mess."

Although the musket is powerful, it poses no threat to a three-ring wizard as long as he gets serious. This is mainly because Kevin underestimated the enemy.

Of course, Lydia had gone too far, and although he could guess that Lydia had already tested the power of the projectile, an attack that could break the [Mage Shield] was still quite dangerous, so he picked up his musket and knocked on the halfling girl's head a few times with the butt of the gun as a warning.

Lydia covered her head in pain, looking pitiful.

"By the way, Professor Kevin, how did it feel to face the musket just now?" Lynn asked curiously.

"It's amazing. An ordinary person who doesn't know magic can master it in just one hour and gain power that can threaten a formal wizard." Kevin's expression became very solemn. If the threat from the Holy See had not been imminent, he would have advised Lynn to classify the musket and the method of making it as top secret, or even destroy them.

Because before this, there was an unbridgeable gap between wizards who mastered magic and ordinary people, especially after becoming a second-ring wizard, who was able to learn the all-round protective magic of [Mage Shield].

Without the blessing of extraordinary powers, it is difficult for the opponent to break through the wizard's defense even if he has a bow, crossbow or a giant sword, but their magic can easily kill the enemy.

However, the emergence of the musket broke this convention, allowing a civilian who could not perform magic to initially possess the ability to threaten wizards.

However, Kevin saw the shortcomings at a glance, mainly that the loading time was too slow and the concealment was too poor. The sound of the musket firing could probably be heard from hundreds of meters away.

Moreover, without the use of special projectiles made with rune magic, it would take at least two or three shots to break the [Mage Shield].

Kevin expressed his feelings very seriously.

Lin En also nodded. He was well aware of the advantages and disadvantages of the flintlock rifle. However, he was a little surprised by the explosive projectile developed by Philip and others.

It seems that magical transformation of the musket might be a good idea. Since there are explosion functions, there may also be bullets that can freeze, lightning, etc.

"How much does this kind of musket cost? How long does it take to make it?" Raphael asked hurriedly.

During the days he spent in Yieta Harbor, he had just completed an assessment of the internal combustion engine and submitted a report to Parliament, but he did not expect that Linn would give him a new surprise.

He saw the demonstration very clearly just now. This thing called a musket is not only incredibly powerful, enough to break armor, but it is also very easy to use and can easily form combat effectiveness. It can effectively make up for the dilemma of insufficient low-end combat effectiveness in the Wizarding Land.

This is also an issue that the parliament has been worried about.

According to the deduction of some great wizards, when a real large-scale battle breaks out, the Holy See may first send out a large number of low-quality serf soldiers, use divine magic to strengthen their will, charge in groups, and consume the magic power of the wizards. Then the elite forces composed of clergy, divine punishment troops, and griffin knights will be able to wait for the opportunity and decide the outcome in one battle.

There is no so-called army in the wizarding land, only some security teams responsible for maintaining order. Although recruitment and training have begun again, they do not hold much hope for this.

Because the temporarily recruited troops had no combat experience at all, it would be a good thing if they didn't suffer a crushing defeat in a real battle.

Someone even suggested sending those wizard apprentices to the battlefield. They didn't master much magic, but they could still deal with those serf soldiers. However, this idea was quickly refuted.

Even though these apprentices no longer have much potential, they were trained with great effort. It would be a pity to use them as cannon fodder.

The appearance of muskets now is very timely, which means that they can form a combat-capable team in a short period of time, and can also be used to deal with those low-level clergy if they are not prepared.

"It took us about ten days to make this musket according to the blueprint." Philip said thoughtfully.

"The biggest difficulty in making a flintlock rifle is the seamless barrel. I used magic to solve it, but it was not so easy for those craftsmen."

You can't develop a corresponding alchemical formation specifically for this gun barrel, right?

"This can be solved by using an internal combustion engine, and then drilling a hole in a solid steel pipe." Lin En said, and then made a rough estimate and spoke again. "A workshop with 1,500 people should have no problem producing 500 muskets a month."

"How is this possible?" Philip was a little bit unbelievable.

Doesn't that mean that on average three people can make a musket in a month?

"Of course it is possible. As long as we divide the work and standardize the process, nothing is impossible!" Lin En said firmly.

Nowadays, both the Sekas Empire and the craftsmen in the Land of Wizards still follow the traditional manufacturing method, that is, one craftsman makes a certain item alone. Compared with the modern division of labor, the efficiency is much lower...

Chapter 218: You actually plan to use our magic treasure to plow the land?

Division of labor? Standardized process?

The two nouns mentioned by Lin En made Raphael and others frown. They could barely understand what the other party wanted to express, but they couldn't understand why three people could make a musket within a month.

Without magic, it would take more time just to polish and make the buttstock and barrel.

"Lydiya, if I ask you to teach an ordinary craftsman all the techniques to make a musket, how long will it take?" Lynn asked.

"Maybe seven or eight days? No, it will take at least half a month!" Lydia said hesitantly. If she wanted to teach the other party, she had to guide him through the production process and familiarize him with the process.

Even so, the other party may not be able to learn it quickly and produce it independently.

After all, not everyone can be like her, who can look at the drawing and replicate it the first time.

Thinking of this, Lydia puffed out her chest with pride.

"What if I only need him to learn how to make a flint or a trigger?" Lynn asked with a smile.

"Two or three hours at most!" Lydia hesitated. These two things were not difficult to make. Even the dumbest craftsman should be able to learn how to make them in three hours.

"Then why don't we just separate the parts of the musket, find a group of people to make the barrel, another group to make the stock, and another group to make the parts, and finally put them together. Wouldn't that be simple and easy?"

Just as Lydia said, it takes at least half a month to teach someone how to make a whole musket, but it only takes a few hours for them to learn how to make one of the parts, which greatly reduces the difficulty of training a qualified craftsman.

This is also the concept of modern industry, dividing the work into several steps, and having a group of people complete one of the steps individually. The finer the division of labor, the higher the level of specialization.

Using this method, a group of skilled workers can be trained in a very short time, because they only have to do one thing every day, and they will naturally become proficient as practice makes perfect.

Can this be done?

Lydia was completely stunned. She felt like something was wrong, but she couldn't put her finger on it.

"Wait, Dean Lin, if we separate all the production processes, what if the things we make can't be put together?" Philip couldn't help but ask.

You have to know that there are thousands of craftsmen. If you ask them to make different things, wouldn't it make things a mess? For example, one person makes a bigger gun barrel, and another person makes a smaller flint spring...

Don't underestimate such a tiny difference. Even if you force them together on a musket, there is still a risk of the barrel exploding.

"That's why we need to standardize and establish relevant standards!" Lin En said again. "For example, for a gun barrel, we specify its length and diameter, and then determine the tolerance. Only those that meet this standard are finished products. In this way, anyone who makes a gun barrel can install it on a musket, and the same goes for other parts."

Although this approach is a bit troublesome at first, the benefits later are obvious. Even if a part of the musket is broken, you can directly find materials to replace it. Each worker will only know the process of his own production, thus preventing the production method from being spread.

After listening to Lynn's explanation, Philip and others suddenly felt their eyes light up, and they quickly understood the advantages of division of labor and establishing relevant standards. They also wondered whether such methods could be extended to other places, such as for the production of some alchemical items.

"Orlando, let the Magic Daily release two pieces of news tomorrow. First, Yieta is going to build a flintlock workshop and recruit 1,500 workers. Second, I plan to establish a musket team, and the target will be set at 3,000 people." Lynn returned the musket in his hand to Lydia and said to Orlando beside him.

Now that the flintlock rifle has been successfully created, it is time to consider establishing the first musket team.

"But, Lord Lin, this will require the recruitment of another 4,500 people. What about farming and fishing this year?" Orlando said hesitantly. Together with the previous glass, paper and textile workshops, this would already be over 10,000 people.

The entire Yieta seaport has a total population of no more than 50,000 people, which means that one-fifth of the people will be separated from their original production tasks.

Not to mention that this is just a preliminary plan. Following this trend, Orlando has no doubt that in a few months, everyone in the city will be working for the city lord.

"So you have to work harder during this period. Use the internal combustion engine technology to develop some alchemical instruments that can automatically farm, sow, and harvest. This way, even if most people leave the land, it will not affect food production." Lin En said confidently. He had naturally planned for this a long time ago.

"Ah?" Orlando was completely dumbfounded.

Philip and the others also looked at Lynn with strange expressions.

The alchemical internal combustion engine is a magical treasure, but you actually used it to plow the land?