690: 236.
That’s harsh, bro, this is too harsh_2.
690: 236.
That’s harsh, bro, this is too harsh_2.
“This serves as a lesson.”
“Yes, I respect your guidance, my honorable elder.”
Murphy said quietly, causing Cui Si to pout, she said:
“I’m not your elder…”
“You could be.”
In the darkness approaching dawn, the Vampire Lord took a step forward, wrapping an arm around Cui Si’s slender waist.
In this desolate alleyway, he lowered his head to share a kiss with his once esteed elder.
The good news is that Cui Si no longer resisted this level of intimacy.
The bad news is, the intimacy is only limited to this level.
Murphy could feel that Cui Si was still hesitant about sothing unknown deep within.
Despite the sweetness and gentleness she was treated with, she couldn’t make up her mind.
In order to further their relationship, Murphy had to ticulously uncover whatever was at the Origin of Cui Si’s hesitation and destroy it himself.
Just like the adage Lord Palano had left him with.
If Murphy wanted to pluck a thorny rose, he had to be patient.
“I thought you would strike my face with Spiritual Energy.”
After a few minutes of passionate kissing, Murphy whispered:
“After all, my naughty and greedy hand has ventured to a place it shouldn’t…
How do you maintain your figure?
You don’t seem to restrict your food intake, even though you don’t drink too much blood.”
“After all, I have to give you so incentives, my Earl.
Charm is one of the most powerful weapons in a vampire’s arsenal.”
Cui Si humd, pushed Murphy’s hand away from her round bottom and took a few steps back.
In the dark, she blew a seductive kiss at Murphy.
As her hair covered her eyes, she said:
“Continue to serve the Blood Vulture Clan, little Mo Fei.
If you do a good job, I won’t mind giving you more incentives.”
Murphy shrugged.
Watching as Cui Si transford into a little bat and disappeared into the first light of dawn, he began humming a song as he strolled back to camp.
Cui Si had just given him a suggestion.
Perhaps he should present Lady Rennesia with the report only after he had firm evidence, so as not to seem like a gossipy old woman spreading rumors.
Although he had not yet t Lord Pa Ying, Murphy thought it was ti for him to be concerned about his image in the Lord’s eyes.
If he could win the favor of this golden powerhouse of midnight, his career would be effectively promoted.
—
“These are processing equipnt standard from the 18th century, with terrible accuracy and productivity.
If you consider the full manual design, I’d rate it even lower…
No wonder they’ve never developed cartridge ammunition, still using spherical bullets.
I thought it was a bug in the ga background, but the reason is so simple.
Purely because the processing accuracy is not there!
Of course, it could also be that we can only find such precise machinery in the beginner village.
I’ve heard that the Dwarfs could produce steam engines centuries ago…
there’s no way high-end manufacturing technology is still so backward.”
In the camp’s warehouse, Loyal Brother who has been permitted to access these “strategic resources” was thoroughly examining the small assembly line before him.
First he expressed disdain for the tools before him with an “expert” attitude, then with excited anticipation lining his face, said:
“First, we need to modify this thing!
Wait for to find so blueprints in this area, then we can try producing pointed bullets.”
“Oh no!”
The few smaller players who’d followed Loyal Brother here gave each other a look.
One of them whispered:
“Loyal Brother, no offense but what are you planning to do?!
It sounds like you’re going to do so really hardcore stuff?”
“Ah?
You guys just noticed?”
Loyal Brother grinned, took a small bag out from his Spiritual Energy pack, secretively emptied a pile of powder on the table.
He pinched so of the fine grey-black powder and said:
“I’ve been planning this since I started playing this ga.
I even asked ow and Stick Brother to collect different types of gunpowder in the ga for .
These days, outside of Alchemy, I’ve been working on this.
Let tell you a little secret.
The base ratio of gunpowder in this world is no different from ours!
Whether it’s the gunpowder used in Dwarf firearms or the additions in witch hunter bombs, they’re all standard black gunpowder extensions.
Their manufacturing standards are very poor, the Dwarfs and Half-body n don’t even know what saltpeter is.
Not to ntion anything more powerful like TNT and Black Soganite.”
“Heh, it’s a ga background, it’s obviously just the developers making things up.”
A little player on the side sneered:
“Besides, they have Spiritual Energy here!
How about the steam tech, Loyal Brother, you’ve also seen the nonsensical steam boiler, right?
Such a small device can generate kinetic energy stronger than an internal combustion engine, that’s completely against the principles of physics.
They’re obviously not taking physics into account here!.
You’re here worrying about the history of gunpowder developnt in this ga, isn’t that like seeking fish on a tree?”
“Tch, you guys wouldn’t understand!
All you do is play gas every day, just play!
Do you understand looking beyond the surface to see the essence?”
Loyal Brother imdiately looked displeased.
Hands on hips, he scoffed:
“They’ve already claid that they want this ga to be 100% realistic, do you understand what that implies?
If that’s their approach they wouldn’t be able to just make things up in the ga background!”
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