The Original Seeker Chapter 508: Borrowing fakes to repair the truth
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
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Every shot passes, with the sound of shaking the sky, there will be a target that will be destroyed in ashes.
The five cast iron infantry guns that were pushed up easily wiped out more than half of the dozens of targets on the field.
But even with such an effect, it didn't make the cold-faced teenager a little moved.
He raised his hand, patted the air in front of him with a palm, and then filled the school grounds, choking some sergeants' coughing gunpowder, and it instantly settled to the ground.
At the same time, the remaining targets that were not broken were also turned into powder in silence.
The destructive power of the cannon smashing the mountains and cracking rocks cannot bring any shock at all in this era of extraordinary power, and the bloodliner's casual blow can easily achieve the same effect.
"Do you think that I am overpowering, relying on these things to do my day dream to overthrow the rule of the bloodline family for thousands of years?"
Bai Mo is noncommittal, because he doesn't care about the success or failure of this plan, even if the other party is indeed charging towards the windmill with a sword, it doesn't matter if the opponent is a Don Quijote-style lunatic.
It's just a scene. It's a success. When it's a comedy, it's a failure. When it's a tragedy, he can leave at any time. At least until now, Bai Mo thinks so.
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"This is a musket, which allows an ordinary child to gain the power to kill the lowest level monsters in the wild." Lu Yuesheng picked up a short gun, skillfully pulled the trigger, and smashed a stone on the shooting range. .
"The ordinary people of Dawei now cannot do without the protection of the bloodlines. Even the weakest monster requires four or five fully armed soldiers to contend.
Once you encounter the monster tide, and the leader of the bloodline stops, ordinary people will be a dead end.
But if everyone can hold a gun, and every city has guns, they can slowly get rid of their dependence on the middle and lower classes of the family.
Only when this dependence is gradually lifted, can we begin to turn our guns and resist the family.
……"
She spoke out her thoughts little by little.
"Fortunately, the tragedy was staged without the opening." Bai Mo replied endlessly.
"Why does his speaking style resemble those of people on earth, and the concept of tragedy hasn't been heard in Dawei, it's hardly possible..."
Lu Yuesheng combined her inexplicable familiarity with Bai Mo and what he had said before, suddenly flashed a conjecture that frightened her herself.
It's just that when she passed through, the aura on the earth hadn't exploded yet, and it was still the quiet and peaceful modern society.
She couldn't imagine that a monster with a power comparable to the Patriarch of a middle-class family would be born on the earth, and then happened to travel to the world where she was.
"Are you guessing where I came from?" Bai Mo saw the clue from the look in the other's eyes that was somewhat hiding from him.
"No...no!" She was guilty.
He turned his head and glanced at Lu Yuesheng, without saying anything.
"... Dawei has never been monolithic inside. There are many families in the wild, as well as small families who have been excluded from the council. They are behind the scenes supporters of several peasant uprisings.
My idea is to sell firearms to them in large quantities, and to use the hands of these rebels who are circling around to spread the concept of firearms to the entire Wei Dynasty.
This land of monsters and strangers is rampant, and the martial arts are extremely strong. Everyone's desire for power is beyond imagination. Even the family itself cannot dare to impose a gun ban.
With the help of the wealth of wealth from the sale of firearms, we can take advantage of the chaos in the world to quietly farm in these counties and continue to climb technology until new opportunities arise. "
Lu Yuesheng deliberately said some modern vocabulary such as "farming" and "climbing technology" this time, hoping to test Baimo in turn.
Unfortunately, Bai Mo is still that immutable cold face, she can't see any emotional changes at all, and her temptation is of little use.
"How do you feel that this is more like a male-frequency traverser?" This is Bai Mo's mind at this time.
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"I'm not an idiot. Of course, I know that these things alone cannot deal with people of the family's blood who fly to the sky, let alone the endless evils that have contended with them for thousands of years.
However, in this dark age, even if some faint, fleeting sparks are only wiped out in the end, it is worth my effort. "
After working **** this land for nearly two decades, Lu Yuesheng has developed a strong affection for her. She wants to do something to make the world move in a better direction.
"Maybe there will be people who sacrifice ten times a hundred times the ‘blood tax’ and die on the weapons you sell." Bai Mo said in a slightly teasing tone.
He didn't really care how many people would die. He said this just to see the reaction of the "Queen of Arms" and how she would think of what she did.
"It is always people who kill people, not weapons. I just gave them the right to choose their own destiny.
To continue this desperate cycle, repeat the fate of weeds for thousands of years~IndoMTL.com~ or change the future little by little, betting on a new era with blood! "
"It's very interesting, it's just killing people and wasting a little bit." Listening to Lu Yuesheng's slightly passionate words, Bai Mo recalled some people who had been on the earth, and then said something inconspicuous.
"Waste?"
"Thinking life is a precious thing. It would be a waste to destroy so much."
"Think of the soul as a precious treasure...This guy is really a demon!" She couldn't help but remember the thoughts she had had yesterday.
"Carve this mark on each musket so that I can bring back the souls of those killed by that gun."
As Bai Mo said, he used his fingers to draw a slightly complicated pattern on the desktop like a laser engraving.
Rather than let these souls return to the world with death, it is better to let them fill up in the Nine Serenities Realm, one after another empty "planes".
The souls that have been dropped into various man-made worlds will "reincarnate" over and over again into different "planes" until they reach their soul limits and naturally dissipate.
The fineness of the virtual world created by Baimo is naturally impossible to surpass the creator’s perception.
The purpose of putting these souls into him is to find out the deficiencies in the rules of the virtual world one by one through the thinking of these souls, and to further improve his understanding of the laws of the real world.
Through fake comprehension, use the virtual world to explore the existence and operation of the universe. This is Baimo's attempt to find the next direction.
He knew from Wuzhi's words that as the concentration and activity of the aura continued to decrease, the difficulty of entering the next level would rise linearly.
As in the past, the possibility of finding a breakthrough method by accidental hits and collisions is even slimmer.