Carl 's rifle fired, causing a loud explosion.
This is not the "biubiu" or "pa pa" sound of a musket, but the loud "BOOM" sound of a cannon...
The moment the trigger was pulled, it was as if time had been paused, and the huge academic exchange hall with more than a thousand people fell silent.
Everyone's expression was frozen, and they stared with wide eyes at the stone target on the stage that had been blasted into pieces.
Faintly, the sound of everyone swallowing saliva was heard.
Damn, are you sure this is an exchange meeting between mechanical apprentices and not some top-notch gun display?
For a musket made by a low-level firearms apprentice, it is considered good if it does not explode or produce duds; even for an apprentice in the advanced class, it is rare to be able to make a few excellent elementary muskets that will impress everyone.
But what the hell is this thing in front of me?
The original process should be that a slightly defective apprentice musket is put on stage for display. Then various instructors and professors will give comments, and the students will accept them with an open mind, and everyone will be happy...
However, Carl took out such a strange musket and directly blew up the target.
This wasn't a surprise at all, it was a shock.
It’s like playing Landlord. The landlord starts with a bomb. What can you use to respond?
…
Ryan was slightly surprised when he saw the incredibly powerful "Bubble Gun".
He has been concentrating on practicing for the past six months, and Carl has also been immersed in the laboratory. He didn't know that Carl could now make such a perverted musket.
He saw the entire scene of the musket firing just now.
Carl's [High Explosive Bubble Sprayer] is not like a normal musket with shells and bullets, nor is it like a normal shotgun with scattered bullets. Instead, it is like a bubble machine, with phosphorous flames splashing all over the sky, exploding directly in a wide range.
Not only is it powerful, it also comes with various special effects such as burning, penetration, explosion, etc.
Apart from Mr. Tust's "Sixteen-Round Vulcan Cannon", it was the most brutal musket he had ever seen.
Looking at the green flames all over the stage, Ryan raised his lips slightly and muttered in his heart: "Tsk tsk, this is interesting..."
Everyone present was a mechanic, and no one looked down upon the bulk goods sold in gun shops.
Every mechanic definitely has his own, unique musket.
This is the Omar Royal Academy of Sciences, and the vision of these people is naturally among the best in the world.
They identified it at a glance: It was obvious that this was a homemade firearm that had never appeared on the market.
The technical difficulty of this firearm is extremely high.
Not to mention the students, even the instructors in the audience didn’t understand many of the techniques.
Not to mention its odd shape, just the power of this musket can definitely be called a "work of genius"!
…
But... shock is shock.
But a hint of anger immediately appeared in the eyes of those onlookers.
Since this is an academic exchange meeting, what the hell is the point of bringing out such a rifle?
This kind of musket cannot be made by even a senior mechanic, let alone a mechanic apprentice!
Such exaggerated power involves advanced mechanical knowledge in various aspects such as gunpowder, enchantment, gun structure, materials, etc.
It is almost certain that this is not a special firearm that can be manufactured "alone" by a mechanic below the level of Grandmaster.
At this time, the host also recovered from his shock.
He looked at Karl, his eyelids twitched, and he wanted to reiterate the rules in a tactful way: “Mr. Karl, I think you may have some misunderstandings.”
After a pause, he pointed at the bubble gun in Carl's hand and said, "What I meant just now is that you need to show the gun you designed and created independently, instead of demonstrating other people's guns..."
Karl's face was full of confusion when he heard this, and he said, "This is the musket I designed and made myself!"
After hearing this, the huge conference hall immediately fell into a brief silence.
host:"……"
Grandmaster Oliver: “…”
Everyone: “…”
Below the stage, Ryan looked at these guys with expressions that said “only a fool would believe that” and he felt very happy.
If it was a musket of a different shape, Ryan might have thought that the power he saw was that maybe old man Tust had helped Carl with some of the details.
But looking at the childlike shape of the bubble gun, he concluded that it was 100% designed by Carl himself.
The old man said that this was Carl's talent.
"Imagination" is one of the most remarkable talents of a mechanic.
Perhaps even Carl himself did not realize that his talent in the field of mechanics was simply uncanny.
Although, his aesthetic is indeed a little bit inconsistent with the mainstream.
…
After a brief silence, at this moment, an impatient student stood up in the audience.
"Humph! You're lying!"
The person who stood up was a handsome orange-haired boy, who was none other than Mark from the advanced class that he had met in the academy before.
He pointed at Carl and scolded, "Even a senior mechanic might not be able to make this musket, and you said you designed and made it independently?!"
His words immediately resonated with other students.
"Yes! This country bumpkin, who is full of nonsense, found a musket from somewhere and claimed it was his. It's ridiculous!"
"Haha, you're really willing to do anything to gain fame and communication. You're a despicable country bumpkin!"
"It's a good gun, but it's a pity that it's used as a dirty means to become famous. You are simply insulting the greatest profession of mechanics!"
“…”
Not only the students, but even the teachers shook their heads.
It’s not that Carl’s musket is not good enough, but that it is excellent.
It is so excellent that it is completely beyond the capabilities of a mechanical apprentice.
When Carl took out this gun, it felt like a teacher asking a group of primary school students to write a research paper out of interest. The reports submitted by other children were all about "studying how tadpoles grow up", but he directly submitted a highly professional "anti-cancer paper".
This is completely a "dimensionality reduction attack".
To the uninformed, this seems to go against "common sense".
The only possibility is that the strange musket in Carl's hand is the work of another master, and he uses it to show off.
However, this is not academic exchange at all. What needs to be demonstrated is one's own work, and other people's works are not allowed.
This is already "cheating".
In academic exchanges, this is a shameful act of cheating.
…
Didn't you tell me to take the rifle?
Didn't you ask me to explain it?
Didn't you tell me to shoot?
Carl didn't know what he had done wrong that caused him to be insulted and abused so much.
It was because Ryan said "you're welcome" that he took out this most proud work.
But he didn't expect that he would receive any praise, but instead a flood of abuse and doubt. The way those people looked at him made him feel uncomfortable. They looked at him as if he were a thief on the street.
Carl thought he had done something wrong.
Turning around, he looked at Ryan and Tust in the audience somewhat helplessly, trying to find an answer.
Ryan chuckled and nodded at him, the meaning was clear: just go for it.
Old Master Tuster still had no expression on his face, but he sneered, "The atmosphere of Omar College is really the same as it was back then. They like to stick to their own circles and can't stand others doing well. Do you think that if you can't do it, others can't do it either? But I think it should be so. Someone like Brendan can be the dean. They are all vying for fame and fortune. How can there be a good academic atmosphere!"
Thirty years of solitary life had made the old man's character extremely paranoid, and his words were indeed a bit harsh, especially to his enemies.
This sentence is not very hurtful, but it is extremely insulting.
His voice was not loud, but the only people who could hear it were the instructors and professors from the academy in the front row.
These words mocked the entire Omar Royal Academy of Sciences, and everyone's face turned pale.
The young mentors didn't know Tust's identity, and they couldn't hide their anger. But because Ryan, the "Lord of Black Dragon City", was sitting there, they didn't dare to say much.
The older professors all knew more or less what had happened back then, and they also knew about the feud between Tust and Dean Brendan.
But his face didn't look good either.
Mechanics speak with their strength.
Just a musket is not enough to defeat the Omar Royal Academy of Sciences!
…
On the stage, a good academic exchange turned into a farce.
"Get out of here, you cheating liar!"
"Get out! Country bumpkin, we at the Royal Academy of Sciences of Omar do not welcome liars..."
"Go back to your Black Dragon City..."
“…”
These students of the Omar Royal Academy of Sciences may not have a very high level of mechanical skills, but when it comes to scolding people, they are all masters.
Carl's face flushed red as he continued to argue: "This is the musket I made myself!"
At this time, Mark shouted again: "Haha... If you really made it, I will swallow this musket!"
When Ryan heard this, he was delighted.
I love listening to people setting flags the most.
At this time, he didn't mind the big deal, so he said to the host on the stage: "Since this is an exchange between the two colleges... I think the outstanding students from both sides should come on stage to show off."
After a pause, he said directly: "Since everyone is controversial about whether Carl is the maker of the musket, why not come up with a question to compare..."
This is a good idea and a normal communication process.
The outstanding colleges of both sides came on stage to compete with each other, and the teaching level of the two colleges could be roughly compared.
In the past, when academies from other territories came to exchange, even with this link, the students of the Omar Royal Academy would win with an overwhelming advantage.
I think this time is no exception.
As soon as these words were spoken, they immediately received responses from the young students.
Mark from the advanced class immediately stood up and walked towards the stage: "Humph, let's compete, I'm not afraid of you!"
When someone came on stage, he immediately attracted cheers from other students.
"Brother Mark, teach that liar a lesson."
"Yes! Let him see what real mechanical technology is..."
"This despicable villain wants to step on our Royal Academy of Sciences to gain attention. What wishful thinking!"
“…”
Everyone felt that the "liar" on the stage should be taught a lesson, and they also felt that they would definitely win.
Mark originally specialized in the two subjects of "Firearms Specialization" and "Mechanical Equipment Specialization", and was one of the few students with the best academic performance in the academy.
The best in the Omar Royal Academy of Sciences is naturally the best in the world.
Among mechanics of this age, even if Mark cannot win, he will definitely not lose.
Everyone was optimistic about Mark, except Master Oliver, who felt something was wrong.
Because he was one of the few people present who knew the intelligence about the "Plague Base" at the time, and he also knew that the old man had mastered very advanced mechanical technology.
Now that Black Dragon City is well prepared, it will obviously not "bring humiliation upon itself".
However, it was only a slight worry, but it didn't have much impact. Even if the "communication" lost, it was just a competition between students, which was not a big deal.
But at the same time, he was more curious about whether the boy named Carl could really make that musket?
For a master like him, the technique of using the musket was not very difficult.
But the difficult part is "creativity".
Even he himself could not have imagined that kind of bubble gun without seeing the real gun.
…
The exchange meeting seemed to be the home court of the damn Oma College, but in fact it was always dominated by the Black Dragon City side.
Ryan proposed a competition, and no one could stop him, nor was there any reason to stop him.
Then, Mark from the advanced class came onto the ring.
After he came on stage, he challenged directly: "Since you want to compete, Mr. Karl, what are you going to compete in?"
Karl looked at the guy who mocked him the most. He was already angry and said unhappily, "It's up to you. I can do anything!"
Mark sneered, but he didn't intend to let Karl skip over the matter of the musket just now. He suggested: "How about a musket competition? Let the instructors come up with questions on the spot, and we will make muskets on the spot?"
After saying that, he did not forget to make a sarcastic remark and said, "Haha! Since you said that the musket just now was made by yourself, I guess you are not afraid of making another one in front of everyone, right?"
Karl was not willing to be outdone: "Let's compete!"
The two chose to make a musket. To be fair, they would not let Carl make a new "bubble sprayer", but instead set a new question.
Omar College asked Ryan and Tust for their opinions on the questions, but they both didn't care. Anyway, for Carl, he was good at all kinds of muskets.
Finally, the tutors in the college discussed it and came up with an impromptu topic.
Soon, two machine tools were brought onto the stage.
Karl and Mark each received three one-meter-long thick-mouthed alloy iron pipes.
The requirement of the question is that they need to use these three iron pipes to make a musket. Other materials can be added by themselves, but the iron pipe must be the barrel of the gun.
This question is very fair. It limits some of the materials and eliminates the possibility of taking shortcuts.
Even if you have memorized a lot of drawings in advance, it does not necessarily mean that you can use such a large-diameter iron pipe.
Test the mechanic's gun design ability, creativity, and basic skills.
With so many experts watching, it is clear who is better.
…
About ten minutes later, Carl and Mark each prepared the materials they needed and started making guns.
Mark brought his own robotic arm and started rifling the iron pipe directly using the machine tool.
The "crunching" and "crunching" sounds of metal cutting echoed throughout the venue, sounding very harsh.
The mentors in the audience could tell at a glance what Mark was going to do.
The iron tube is rifled as a whole, which obviously indicates that it is intended to be a conventional "three-barrel shotgun".
The instructors looked at Mark's operation and began to comment.
"This Mark is indeed the best gunsmith apprentice this year. His basic skills are very solid, and the rifling is perfect..."
"Yes. The better the rifling, the better the accuracy of the gun's final test firing. Mark's gun, even if it is regarded as a graduation work, can at least get an 'excellent' grade."
"Although the creativity is a little lacking, it's not bad to be able to complete the temporary topic to this extent..."
“…”
The mentors are all optimistic about Mark.
Although it is just a standard "three-barrel shotgun", fortunately the basic skills are solid, so the final product will at least not be bad.
On the other hand, surprisingly, Carl did not pull the rifling.
He carefully measured the lengths of the three iron pipes, and then used a cutting machine to cut the three iron pipes into nine sections!
"Eh... that guy actually cut the iron pipe. Is he trying to make a short-barreled gun?"
"Haha, this idiot actually divided everything into three. Although it's no problem to make a short-barreled firearm, the finished firearms will have to compete in power. Can such a short musket compare to Senior Mark's long-barreled three-barreled shotgun?"
"That's not right. Even if it's for a short-barreled musket, one is enough. He cut all three iron pipes. What is he going to do with them?"
“…”
The students didn’t quite understand Carl’s actions, but the expressions on the instructors’ faces slowly froze.
An expert can tell whether someone is a master at a glance.
At this moment, Carl on the ring fell into a very serious state. At this time, it seemed that all the noises around him were not heard by him, and he was completely immersed in the manufacture of guns. The seriousness in his eyes made people feel as if they saw a master mechanic who was immersed in his work, rather than a teenager with such a childish face.
Ryan had never worried that Carl would lose, but seeing his serious expression, he glanced sideways.
Carl's talent for concentration is truly extraordinary. His smooth working state is very pleasing to watch.
Ryan doesn't understand mechanical manufacturing, but these mentors from the Omar Royal Academy of Sciences can understand it!
At this moment, as soon as Carl made a move, the expressions of the mentors, who were just chatting and laughing, immediately became complicated.
Although they didn't understand what Carl was going to do by cutting nine iron pipes, they understood his skillful operation technique.
Compared to the previous Mark, this level of proficiency is completely on a different level.
Like stars to the moon,
This is a huge gap that can be seen at a glance!
No…not just compared to the students, even their instructors who are certified as mid-level and senior-level mechanics pale in comparison.
If the mentors were on the stage at this moment, they didn’t think they could do better than the boy named Carl.
Gradually, there was no other sound in the academic hall, and everyone began to watch Carl's operation on the ring quietly.
And what’s even more shocking is yet to come!
…
Carl cut the three iron pipes into nine sections, and then began to enchant them with alchemical materials!
Like electric welding, a strange light appeared on his operating table.
Seeing this scene, the instructors were completely stunned.
"Alchemical enchantment" has an extremely complicated procedure, just like making a potion. It requires extremely high proficiency to ensure that the layers of complex enchantment patterns can be engraved on the target material.
This requires talent, knowledge, skills... none of which can be missing.
"That's... a fourth-level enchantment layer?"
"Oh my god...it turns out he really wasn't lying. He can complete the fourth-level enchantment independently! This is incredible. Even a high-level mechanic may not be able to do this. How could that boy..."
"That's the [Level 4 Solidity Rune]. Such a thick iron pipe actually needs to be enchanted. What kind of firearm is he planning to make?"
“…”
In fact, the winner of the competition was decided the moment Carl made his move.
Carl only showed this one trick, and everyone knew who the "clown" was.
The level of the two people on the stage is not at all on the same level, the difference is... about as high as ten floors.
Moreover, the difference is not just in the basics, but even greater in creativity and talent.
There is a huge difference in creativity between a traditional "three-barreled shotgun" and a "nine-barreled firearm" that will dazzle people's eyes without even looking at the results .
The questions were discussed by the tutors of Oma College and there is no possibility of cheating.
Seeing this, everyone, especially the instructors, had the same thought in their minds: "This is truly a mechanical genius..."
It can be said that the skill displayed by Carl has surpassed the level of most of the instructors present.
At the same time, they also remembered what Karl had said before.
If he wasn't lying, then he had also made the bubble gun himself...
So, what he said before, that he was proficient in firearms, robotic arms, ammunition, steam locomotives, mechanical cities, blasting, energy... was also true?
At this moment, everyone realized how stupid they had been for mocking such a mechanical genius whose mechanical skills they had to look up to.
At the same time, they were also very confused about the origin of this "Black Dragon Academy" and how it could cultivate such a great genius?
What was originally an exchange competition turned into a stage for Carl to show off his skills.
In everyone's eyes, besides shock, there was only shame...
…
After a while, Carl stopped.
In his hand, he held a finished musket with a very strange shape.
It has nine barrels, like honeycomb briquettes, and is a bit ugly. It looks more like a hammer than a musket.
Because it has not been polished, it looks a bit rough.
But the sight of this rough and slightly ugly musket made the arrogant mechanics of the Omar Royal Academy of Sciences unable to take their eyes away.
At this moment, the whole world was quiet again.