Page 184
So without hesitation, he quickly approached the village with lights on in the darkness.
After entering the village, he immediately used his mental power to scan, and the results were as expected. Most of the people in the village were ordinary people, with only a high-ranking knight living in a low house at the entrance of the village.
Letting go, Joey went deeper.
"shooting!"
Suddenly, he saw a light inside, but before he could go over to take a look, a loud shout was heard, followed by a loud explosion.
Coming to his senses, he quickly ran closer, hid behind a thick tree, and made a noise.
In the open space in front, a group of people were lined up in an orderly manner. Ten men in front of the formation were kneeling on one knee, holding strangely shaped objects in their hands that looked like weapons.
Opposite them was a row of arrow targets. Every time the index finger pulled a mechanism on the weapon, a flash of fire would appear at the mouth of the round tube and a hole would appear on the target.
Some were safe and sound, probably because they missed the target.
This is probably the treasure that the counterfeit brought out of the maze.
But...how come I've never seen it before?
It is not recorded in the church's gift books either.
Scratching his head unconsciously, Joey planned to rush over and capture a few people for interrogation.
Just do it.
Taking out his staff, he walked towards the training ground with steady steps.
Although everyone here was concentrating on practicing, they could still notice a living person walking next to them.
A captain asked: "You are..."
"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is you..."
“Who you are matters.”
Joey was stunned for a moment, turned his head and saw an old man standing at the edge of the field.
His hair and beard were half white and his expression was kind. If he hadn't been wearing a robe and holding a staff, Joey would probably have thought he was just an ordinary old man.
You can't sense the fluctuations of magic power. You are better than me.
The next second, Joey turned around and ran.
Faced with such a decisive decision and an obviously dazed look on the old man's face, why didn't he resist?
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Joey used his mental power to wrap the weapon in the hand of the man closest to him, and then rushed towards the village entrance without looking back.
"stop!"
The old man chased after him, and the man whose weapon was taken away looked at the captain blankly: "What... should we do?"
"Mr. Domit's orders are that we stay at the training ground no matter what happens."
"Yes!"
About half an hour later, the old man walked out of the darkness alone with a smile on his face: "It's late, let's have some rest.
Also, ask Domit to inform the city lord that the matter has been settled."
Chapter 210 Joffrey's Magical Technology Concept
Secretary Joey, who had been chattering for more than an hour, had something important to report and left. Zhang Mu simply ended his shopping and returned to the bedroom with Leah and Palina in his arms.
The two of them lay on the bed. After Zhang Mu put Leah, who was tired from playing, in the middle and coaxed her to sleep, he got up, pushed the door open and walked out of the room under Palina's inexplicably complicated gaze, and went to the study alone.
After sitting behind the desk for about half an hour, Domit came in excitedly.
"Lord City Lord." He said happily, using the name he was used to. "Just as you said, a guy with his face covered sneaked into the village and stole a bow!"
“That’s called a gun.”
"Yes, a gun."
Rolling his eyes, Zhang Mu waved his hand to signal him to find a chair to sit on: "It should be Joey.
That guy was quite cautious. I went shopping every few days, and he only made a move after I went shopping seven or eight times."
Zhang Mu didn't know that Joey was so frightened by his brother's bizarre death that he overestimated his strength and didn't dare to send anyone to inquire about him. It was not until he got the news about Moza Village tonight and saw that the time for the plan to start was approaching that he took the risk.
After listening to him, Domit sat on the wooden chair on the right and asked curiously: "Lord City Lord, I don't quite understand why you want to expose your bow, uh, gun.
We can conceal the news and give Lagu's army a head-on blow!"
He had full confidence in Zhang Mu's decision, and the reason he asked now was just out of curiosity.
"The truly deadly tactic is not to make the enemy completely unaware of the threat, but to make the enemy aware of the threat but think it poses no threat to him."
Normally, when two strangers fight, they must be on edge, always on guard against their opponent using a fatal move.
In this way, even if the enemy does not know what the killing move is, the effect of using it will be somewhat discounted.
But if it is a trick you have used before, your vigilance will definitely be lowered.
Zhang Mu did not hesitate to expose his guns in advance for this reason.
Let Joey get a rifle, and after studying it, he found that it has no effect on professionals.
When the day of the war comes, I will take out the new firearms combined with magic. I guess the high-level professionals in Lagu will sneer at me and rush over with magic shields.
To this end, Zhang Mu also took many preventive measures.
Spread the word "treasures obtained from the maze" to prevent the church from causing trouble.
The natives of the Thor continent dare not question the church or use the name of God, but Zhang Mu doesn't care about that.
Guns are indeed not included in the Record of Gifts, but the maze is also a gift from God.
What, your church said that firearms won’t be unearthed in the maze?
Is the maze from your church or from God?
You call God to prove it.
Can't you call him? What the hell?
What Zhang Mu said was a bit confusing and Domit couldn't hear it clearly.
But he understood one thing: "Do we have more powerful guns?"
"Gun?" Zhang Mu raised his lips, "There are more powerful things than just guns."
Speaking of this, he suddenly remembered the rockets he had deployed on the edge of the core area of the Precision Forest in order to seize the "world".
If the Lagu army happened to pass by there...
With a strange smile, Zhang Mu stopped talking about this topic and said, "Thank you for the trouble you made.
It’s getting late, sleep in the City Lord’s Mansion tonight, and go back to the village to train them tomorrow morning.”
"Yes."
His room was in the side courtyard of the City Lord's Mansion. Domit, who was familiar with the place, got up and walked towards the room.
It was late at night, but Zhang Mu had no time to sleep. He opened the light door leading to the "world" and stepped in.
In just the past ten days or so, the pure white space has undergone earth-shaking changes.
It was originally empty, but now it is filled with a wooden table with various lab utensils, materials, etc. on it.
Joffrey, an apprentice magician, moved back and forth between the tables like a knowledgeable physics professor, occasionally leaning over to observe a transparent glass tube standing on a wooden frame on a table top.
The colorless liquid in the test tube is the purified magic power.
"Busy?" Zhang Mu walked over with his hands behind his back.
"Lord City Lord." Turning around, his eyes were full of bloodshot. "I have some unexpected discoveries."
Hearing him say this, Zhang Mu, who was originally leisurely, was shocked and walked quickly to him: "Tell me more details."
Joffrey grabbed a roast chicken from the table and took a few bites before explaining.
Ever since he took on Zhang Mu's task, he had been thinking about whether there were other more efficient and creative methods besides the basic combination method of material replacement.
Zhang Mu, who took some time to come visit him, gave him a brief explanation of the principles of puppetry.
Zhang Mu felt that puppetry, in some ways, fits the proposition of "technology combined with magic" very well.
However, the teacher and owl he created were just for show; the core was still the magic circle.
Joffrey was inspired by his story.
Since it is a combination, we must retain the advantages of both parties. There is no point in digging out the shortcomings.
Following this line of thought and conducting in-depth analysis, Joffrey quickly found the direction and used the aerodynamic shape and internal structure of the gun to launch powerful magic.
In this way, the advantage of mass production of firearms can be maximized, and the problem of long intervals between magic releases can also be compensated.
The spell's skill stiffness isn't actually very long, but compared to the firearms with unparalleled firing rates, it's not even close.
So Joffrey quickly figured out what he was going to do.
Magic machine gun.
If the Gatling gun could fire thousands of rounds a minute, what it would fire would not be bullets but fireballs...
Based on this, he thought that in addition to this type of serial equipment, he could also design special weapons with smaller production but greater power.
For example, a pistol with archer-level magic.
“That is to say, if the city lord doesn’t die somewhere, he will continue to support me with all his strength.
One day in the future, magicians in Thor may no longer wave their wands, but instead raise their pistols. "
The corners of his mouth twitched twice, and Zhang Mu's face darkened: "I will try to live longer."
"That's great, Lord Mayor... By the way, can I name it?"
He was referring to the new product that was the result of the combination of magic and technology.
Zhang Mu didn't care: "Don't give it a bad name."
"Magic technology, how about it?"
"Hmm... sounds okay."