It was a rocket launcher installed on the back of a big truck. I looked at the two rows of five cylindrical barrels that were held in such an oblique way, seemingly ready to fire.
“See lord,” Moore started to speak again, and yet I felt a faint arrogance and much pride in showing his rocket launcher.
“This was supposed to be a standard rocket launcher with a rocket battery supplied to it,” he said while pointing at the back launching part of this big weapon, “but we had to change all that.”
“We used the sa tech and concept behind the monster cores you provided to us before,” Wolf didn’t like how his rival was acting, and stepped in to ruin this mont over Moore.
“Using the tech wasn’t enough,” Moore gave Wolf a side warning glance, as he seed to grow annoyed from what the latter did, “we had to change the entire internal chanism, adding new parts to these weapons to work efficiently and without a problem.”
“But that didn’t happen without changing the entire concept of these rockets,” Wolf didn’t give in as he added, “we had to change the nature of their attacks. Instead of launching rockets, we launched energy pulses, explosive enough to devastate one hundred tres area.”
“One hundred tres?” I asked in doubt, while the two nodded in such excitent that I didn’t get the reason behind.
“Lord, our rockets before could destroy single targets or thirty tres area… We added lots of damage to make these look so brutal.”
“And yet,” Wolf paused on purpose, as if he was showing off or sothing, “our company’s big cannons can destroy areas up to two hundred tres.”
“…”
I was speechless! Did they think such areas were enough?
“Lord, do you want to check it?” Wolf noticed, as many here, that my face didn’t look as what they expected.
“Lord, is sothing wrong?” Old Gan asked, and I couldn’t help but sigh.
“What made the area of effect this limited?”
“Limited?!!” my words fell and many exclaid in shock. The blonde girl leading the MIT youth team looked at Wolf, Moore, and old Gan before saying:
“Does lord want it to explode in a wider area?”
“Of course! One and two hundred tres? Co on! We are doing this to create weapons of mass destruction, not toys for kids to play with,” I said and felt like my words were filled with all complaints and no directions.
“See, in big wars just like the last one we had at the nearby continent, we had to fight over an area of tens or even hundreds of miles! Our enemies kept pouring towards our direction in millions, tens of millions even. Using such limited scale weapons wouldn’t help!”
“But…” Old Gan looked at in a weird way, “that was caused by the limitations of energy sources. Monster cores don’t bring that much energy to begin with. And to make these things work, we had to replace many parts with energy consuming devices of our own.”
“So what?” I didn’t care about reasons, I wanted results, “fine… Let’s do a test then.”
I took out a dark purple ore the size of my head. It was the sa fierce one I used before and brought great results, “let’s test this rocket thing with my little more here.”
“This…” the hall fell under such heavy silence, making wonder what I said wrong.
“Lord, we need to use tons of energy sources to make these work.”
“You gotta be kidding , right?” I couldn’t control myself when Moore said these words, “do you think this is cost efficient? This… you need to work further on improving all this.”
I didn’t like such results. Of course they did just great, but it was far from enough. “Sigh! Go and gather everyone, and bring everything you need. We are going sowhere else.”
“Where? In that second world of yours?” The blonde girl once heard speaking about my second Earth, and her words reminded of that.
“You will enjoy a good ti there. Just bring everything you need and make sure to not leave a single scrap behind.”
“We will need a few hours to do that!” Wolf exclaid in surprise and I didn’t find anything wrong about waiting.
After all, I had to go and find them a suitable continent.
“Take whatever ti you need. If you ca here and didn’t find , then just wait until I’ll arrive,” I said, and this ti I just prayed nothing else would happen back at the second world to delay .
Every single ti I made such a promise I couldn’t keep it. I didn’t know if it was a curse of what, but I hoped this ti would be different.
As I watched them leave, I stopped Moore and asked for his rocket launcher.
“Lord, you need to place the ores here,” he opened a big black box at the back of this truck. It was really big and could accommodate lots of ores inside.
It was empty right now, showing the back structure that had many openings. It seed these would deliver the ores to the rocket launcher, allowing it to work and launch death over the enemies.
However it wasn’t that effective yet.
“When you are ready, you can press that button here,” he pointed to a big red button at the back of the truck, “the range can cover thirty miles, giving it an advantage in big wars.”
“We need to raise that range at least by triple,” even the point he seed to see as a big advantage wasn’t.
“Lord…” he gave such a look, as if I was setting a very hard standard for them.
They should get that they weren’t a simple project or a team working on sothing trivial. This was the future of my kingdom, and held lots of possibilities for and my people.
“By the way, consider it damaged,” I said in advance, “I’ll possibly ruin it with this thing,” I threw my purple ore inside before closing the box and got that rocket launcher inside my inventory.
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