Chapter 98: Technology Geek (Part 2)
"How did you come up with the idea of using gunpowder in this way?"
In the third prince's room, on the tattered mahogany table, drawings, woodworking tools, and unfinished handicrafts were piled aside.
Another servant came in, cleaned the floor and served fragrant tea.
The third prince also changed his clothes and sat at the table, asking Jiang Xia questions with curiosity.
“In the past, there were mortal craftsmen who wanted to use gunpowder to hurt the enemy, but all they did was gather the gunpowder together to make a big firecracker.
It's good enough to scare people, but it's obviously not suitable for use on the battlefield.
And how did you find this precise ratio of gunpowder?
Is it something you have tried over and over again?"
Shi Rui is obviously a curious baby.
Just as Governor Hong said, his silly nephew had a strong interest in all kinds of mechanical things. Even when he was talking, he was busy taking apart the revolver in his hand and wiping it with a handkerchief with his nimble hands.
He obviously enjoys this kind of exquisite stuff.
"I am also a scholar from the Bitter Wood Realm. I am not afraid of being laughed at by you, Third Prince. I knew nothing about these things before."
Jiang Xia drank tea and said to Shi Rui:
"I learned this because I encountered misfortune before , or I got lucky and went to another secret place without spiritual energy. I was probably born with a talent for this, so I learned it very quickly."
"Oh? Someone from the secret realm? An ascender."
Shi Rui raised his head, widened his eyes and said:
"Do they all use this kind of mechanical weapons over there?
If there were no spiritual energy and no cultivators, using this kind of weapon would be really powerful. I also heard from Mao Lin that you used a magic weapon when you killed that villain Liu Ruyi before?
Are you from there too?
Oh, by the way, don’t call me the Third Prince, call me Shi Rui.”
He waved his hands, looking indifferent, and just stared at Jiang Xia, eager for an answer.
"Don't mention that."
Jiang Xia put down the teacup, looked troubled, spread his hands, and said to Shi Rui:
"I brought that powerful gun back from the secret realm. I used it once, and the local city god said it was a magic weapon. He asked me to go to the city god temple to explain it in a while.
But the gun was ruined.
I can’t make it either, and there is no spiritual energy on it. God knows how the Immortal Alliance can tell the difference between this magical weapon and a mortal weapon.”
"Ah, this is such a pity."
Hearing that the gun that could penetrate multiple layers of defense magic weapons had been destroyed, Shi Rui suddenly looked melancholy. He said to Jiang Xia:
“I am also very curious whether this kind of gunpowder weapon can match the cultivator’s magic weapon. When I was young, I asked my master about this. My master said that mortal weapons cannot match immortal magic.
The Immortal Alliance’s standard for judging magical weapons is whether they can harm cultivators.
This actually has nothing to do with whether or not you have spiritual energy.
I am good at making instruments in Mo Shuang Shan. We have all kinds of instruments, magic weapons, and even spiritual treasures in the mountain gate. I am quite familiar with them."
"No way? Such a rough standard?"
Jiang Xia blinked and said:
"Then I take a small knife, and when the monk isn't paying attention, I stab him with the knife, and he bleeds. Doesn't that mean that my small knife can also be considered a magic weapon?
Please tell me the specific division, I am very curious about this. "
"Not as rough as you think."
Shi Rui laughed, and this good-tempered disciple patiently explained:
“Although there have been cases in the past where cultivators have been injured or killed by mortals in ambush, the Immortal Alliance masters have a very thorough understanding of this issue.
They did not stipulate that anything that could injure a monk must be a magical weapon.
It depends on the specific situation.
However, how could a cultivator who had achieved success in cultivation be easily attacked by a mortal? If he was really injured, it could only be said that the cultivator was not well-trained.
The Immortal Alliance doesn’t care.
As for the difference between magic tools, magic treasures and spiritual treasures, there is a lot to say about that.”
He thought for a moment, then took out something that looked like a small compass from his pocket, placed it in front of Jiang Xia, and said:
“This is what my master gave me for self-defense. It’s called the Earthly Plate. It’s a magical tool that uses spirit stones for power. Even a useless cultivator like me can use it.
As for magic weapons, the simplest judgment is.
They do not require spirit stones to activate, but can produce various magical effects by relying on the infusion of spiritual power from monks.
There are many types of magic tools in each realm, most of which are one-time use and have a single effect. Magic treasures are even rarer, and they are not divided by realms. They can be used repeatedly and are generally divided into three grades . "
He said to Jiang Xia:
“Any inner disciple of my Mo Shuang Mountain can make a magical instrument. Even though I am just a mortal, with the help of the tools my master gave me, I can also make some magical instruments for the Qi training realm.
But not everyone can make magic weapons. Not only is the structure very complicated and difficult to understand, but it also cannot be driven by spiritual power of its own, so it is impossible to carve magic talismans.
Not to mention, even a low-grade magic weapon would have at least a hundred five-element ink runes on it, and one would also have to use one's own spiritual power to adjust the conflicts among various materials during production.
Only cultivators who have reached the realm of truth or above can master the techniques of making magic weapons.
However, a genius like Senior Brother Chu Qiao made a magic weapon in the Qi Training Stage, and broke through to the Truth Existence Stage with the insights gained from making the magic weapon.
It’s really enviable.”
Hearing this, Jiang Xia glanced at his right hand calmly.
The green silk armor was right in his hand. Of course, in order to hide it from others, Jiang Xia used spray paint to paint it black in the wasteland.
If you don't look closely, it looks like an ordinary black glove.
Chu Qiao probably wouldn't publicize the loss of her magic weapon, so Shi Rui in front of him definitely didn't know that the person in front of him had a low-grade magic weapon in his hand.
"What about the Lingbao?"
Jiang Xia asked again.
Shi Rui's face showed a trace of desire and awe. He drank a sip of tea before speaking:
“Lingbao, that is the end point of our Mohist craftsmanship.
It is different from magic weapons in that it is truly used by great cultivators. Cultivators below the Divine Realm cannot even activate it with their spiritual power.
As for the difficulty of making it, according to the master, unless you have reached the realm of spiritual cultivation, you can't even understand the blueprints, let alone understand how the power of the spiritual treasure works. The materials used to make it are rare in the world.
The master said that the reason why a spiritual treasure is called a spiritual treasure is because it has spirits. After it is made, it must be sacrificed and refined, and it can only be used after it is in communication with the cultivator’s mind.
Magical instruments and magic treasures can be used after a rough ritual and are not very picky about the person they are used for.
But spiritual treasures are different. Even if you are lucky, you may pick up a spiritual treasure.
If the mark left by the previous cultivator is still there, you will not be able to use it. It is said that a mid-to-high-grade spiritual treasure can even give birth to a natural spiritual charm like a goblin..."
Shi Rui pursed his lips and said:
“To be honest, I find it hard to imagine the charm of such spiritual objects. In the current cultivation world, not every sect has spiritual treasures, but the thirty-three sects of the Immortal Alliance are said to have their own spiritual treasures.
There is also a sect treasure.
Even for a monk, it is hard to see this once in a thousand years."
"That means there is also one in Mo Shuang Mountain? Have you seen it?"
Jiang Xia asked again.
Shi Rui nodded, then shook his head, and said with regret:
“My Mo Shuang Mountain is famous for its artifact making, so we naturally have spiritual treasures. It is said that there are three of them.
One is a sword, used for attacking.
One is a vehicle for transportation, which is said to be made by the master himself, and the last one is the original Mohist Scripture which records various treasures and techniques of the Mohist sect.
That is also the sect treasure of Mo Shuang Mountain and the seal of the sect leader.
Unfortunately, I am not that lucky, and I have never seen any of them. But my master has many magic weapons, so I have seen more of them."
"Oh, yes, it is said that your Mo Shuang Mountain is the inheritance of the Mo family immortal sect that was wiped out hundreds of years ago. I forgot about this."
Jiang Xia stroked his chin and said.
He looked up and down at the handsome Shi Rui, watching him carefully wiping the revolver, which was probably given to him by Governor Hong.
It is obviously a fine product made by Malte.
Old Jiang didn't know what he was thinking about, but a smile appeared on his face.
"Ahem, don't wipe that, I sold that to a client, and although it's also a fine product, it's far inferior in terms of sophistication.
Look at me. "
As he spoke, Jiang Xia took out a black Colt from the waist of his gown and handed it to Shi Rui.
The latter's eyes lit up, and he immediately took it in his hands, holding it with both hands, and looked at it over and over again. This gun is a classic Colt 1911 model.
The exterior is simple and elegant, but the interior is extremely delicate. In terms of complexity, it is definitely much more sophisticated than a revolver.
“Click, click”
There were two soft sounds, and under Jiang Xia's astonished gaze, Shi Rui disassembled the pistol without any instruction, worthy of being a member of the Mo family of Mo Shuang Mountain.
In less than two minutes, the pistol was disassembled into various parts.
The spring, barrel, firing mechanism, trigger, magazine, everything was disassembled.
Jiang Xia didn't even see clearly what he was using, but he actually took off all the small screws that assembled the gun body. He could vaguely see that it was a ring on Shi Rui's finger.
There was a flash of light for a moment, and then it removed the small objects like a screwdriver.
“This is amazing!”
Shi Rui rubbed his hands excitedly, looking at the table of spare parts in front of him, with joy as if he was a nymphomaniac seeing a naked beautiful woman. It can be seen that the third prince really likes this.
But I received a very good education since childhood.
Let him maintain his composure even when he is extremely happy.
"Why don't you sell this kind of musket to my uncle?"
Shi Rui picked up the spring, looked at it in front of him, and said:
"Although this is my first time seeing it, I can already feel that this thing is much more powerful than a multi-shot rifle. Just looking at the bullets, the number must be more than six."
“Isn’t this a gradual process?”
Jiang Xia maintained that smile, watching Shi Rui, who was about the same age as him, sorting out the parts as if he were looking at a child. He held up a teacup and said slowly:
“With the skills of your uncle’s craftsmen, it is difficult to copy revolvers and bolt-action rifles. If I give him this semi-automatic pistol, it will be very difficult for him to copy it.
I’m thinking about my customers.”
"Um?"
Shi Rui's expression suddenly changed. The prince assembled the pistol awkwardly while lowering his head, not daring to look Jiang Xia in the eye.
He said:
"You...you know that your uncle is making a copy?"
"If I had any brains, I would know what the governor is thinking. After all, I am a businessman."
Jiang Xia drank a sip of tea without caring and said:
“I would be surprised if he didn’t copy it.
How could such a military and national weapon be controlled by a mere merchant? The governor was not an incompetent person, so he naturally had to find a way to grasp the manufacturing technology of the musket in his own hands.
So as not to be controlled by others.
I understand that, and I even agree with it.”
"Then you...if my uncle learns it, he won't buy it from you."
Shi Rui raised his head and said to Jiang Xia curiously:
"Since ancient times, unique skills have always been very important. For craftsmen, they are the foundation of their lives. Why don't you try to stop me?"
"I'm not worried at all."
Jiang Xia took the magazine, took out a bullet, and played with it in his hand.
He looked at the third prince and said:
"Do you want to hear the truth? Shi Rui."
