Turbulent Times Chapter 1027: Peerless Treasure
Of course Nie Xiaoyu would not let Li Shengli die, and would save him every time he committed suicide.
"I want to die, I deserve to die, but why don't you let me die?" When Li Shengli was rescued again, he stared at Nie Xiaoyu with red eyes and roared.
Nie Xiaoyu said blankly: "Because you haven't redeemed yourself yet."
"Atonement is what I do." Li Shengli's eyes lighted up instantly. It turned out that the word "atonement" still exists in this world.
"The first step of redemption is to repent. The so-called repentance means that you must first write down all the mistakes you have made." In his eyes, Nie Xiaoyu's words were so vivid, as if he had given him a second life. At this moment, Nie Xiaoyu was Li Shengli's god, giving him a chance to redeem his sins and pointing him to a clear way to redeem his sins.
Next, Li Shengli spent another ten days writing out all the mistakes he had done, and instead of writing it once, Nie Xiaoyu asked him to write it seven times.
The 100 instructors discovered that every time Li Shengli wrote a confession, the content of his confession would increase a lot compared to the previous one.
At this time, they were surprised to find that Li Shengli had completely become another person! And without waiting for Nie Xiaoyu to speak again, he will take the initiative to write again and again, and will write again after finishing writing.
The most important thing is that Li Shengli has become neurotic, and he has been muttering to himself all the time. If you listen carefully, you will find that he is confessing the evil things he has done.
At this time, the one hundred instructors discovered that Li Shengli seemed to have become a lunatic. If they had seen a kind of human being called a "mad believer", they would understand that Li Shengli's state at this time was not the same as a "madman". Believer' is very similar.
These 100 instructors were the first batch of subordinates of Wang Junlin's lineage, so they naturally knew of Nie Xiaoyu's supernatural powers, but when they witnessed a heinous person being turned into such a terrifying appearance by Nie Xiaoyu, they couldn't help but feel again. Nie Xiaoyu's unfathomable, and deep fear of Nie Xiaoyu.
A month later, when Li Shengli faced Nie Xiaoyu again, he was no longer talking to himself, and he was no longer crazy. A kind of extreme madness and extreme pain
"Tell me, what do I need to do after I repent, so that I can continue to atone for my sins?" Li Shengli crawled in front of Nie Xiaoyu, almost pleading.
Hearing Li Shengli's words, Nie Xiaoyu suddenly laughed. She knew that a dead man and a killing machine had been successfully manufactured.
"I will take you to kill the bad guys. Only when all the bad guys in this world are killed can your sins be redeemed." After Nie Xiaoyu finished speaking, he walked out of the cell.
"Okay." Li Shengli said a word, and then followed her.
"A person whose sins have not been redeemed has no name, so from now on, you will be called number one." Nie Xiaoyu said as he walked, and solemnly handed over a bronze medal with the Arabic numeral 1 engraved on it. Li Shengli.
After that, there was no more Li Shengli in the world, but a dead man named No. 1.
According to Wang Junlin's Nie Xiaoyu's plan, they will gather 5,000 heinous people, and then transform them all into dead soldiers, and then Nie Xiaoyu will equip them with the best swords, the best armor, and the best Good bows and crossbows, the best armor, teach them the most powerful fighting and killing skills, let them learn the best battle formation, and it is also the most suitable war for them.
Such an army is destined to be extraordinary, destined to be famous all over the world, recorded in the annals of history, and brilliant.
Wang Junlin can imagine that everyone in this army will not have the slightest fear. Everyone is a lunatic on the battlefield. They will not stop until they receive an order to retreat. They don't know fatigue or feel pain. , Even if the last person is killed in battle, even if everyone's legs are chopped off, he will still crawl to continue killing the enemy, even if they have no arms, they will still bite with their mouths.
And no matter how powerful the enemy they are facing, or how many times their number, even if one person faces ten thousand people, it will not affect them in the slightest.
So, this legion Wang Junlin gave him a name - the Death Army.
It can be believed that on any battlefield, as long as the army of death appears, it means that the enemy will soon collapse.
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When Nie Xiaoyu took Wang Junlin to visit the training base for dead soldiers, Nie Xiaoyu led a hundred instructors and had already trained more than sixty dead soldiers. The stone-like aura, especially the dead silence in the eyes and the strange aura of crazy fusion, can't help but feel a little throbbing in his heart.
To tell the truth, Wang Junlin would not be absolutely at ease if Nie Xiaoyu was replaced by anyone else, with such a team of dead soldiers under his control. Because these people are real lunatics, and in future generations they will be people with explosives strapped to their bodies to use as body bombs. Wang Junlin didn't even suspect that they would not hesitate at all when Nie Xiaoyu asked them to gouge out their eyes.
After coming out of the slayer training base, Nie Xiaoyu took Wang Junlin to a place she called her personal laboratory, where Wang Junlin saw a treasure that made him ecstatic.
That's right, a real treasure, a unparalleled, truly priceless treasure.
In the large hall, there is a machine.
That's right, other people didn't know what it was after reading it, but Wang Junlin would immediately think of the word 'machine'.
Nie Xiaoyu stepped forward to hold a handle of the machine and began to shake it.
As she turned the handle, a wide cowhide belt stretched on the central axis of the machine drove a huge iron wheel to start humming.
And the center shaft where the big iron wheel is rotating rapidly is led to another machine of the machine.
Wang Junlin could see clearly from the side that a two-meter-long giant log was clamped on two clips, and was driven to rotate rapidly and non-stop.
And between the two clips, there is an iron guide rail, on which there is actually an printing bed, and a flat-headed chisel is fixed on the printing bed.
I saw Nie Xiaoyu continued to turn the handle with one hand, and gently pushed the giant wood forward with the other hand, and the chisel knife was smoothly cut from the fast-rotating giant wood.
Then Wang Junlin saw that the giant tree was immediately turned into sawdust!
When Nie Xiaoyu stopped, the giant tree turned into a very standard rectangular piece of wood.
Of course Wang Junlin understands that with this machine, he can quickly make this huge piece of wood into any shape he wants.
Speeding up the efficiency of some building constructions is not a big deal. The most important thing is that it can greatly increase the output and efficiency of ordnance, such as the mass production of bows and crossbows, and it is still the same kind of arrow shafts and arrows that are almost the same. crossbow.
"This is called a lathe, and at most two people can operate it, but they make more bows and crossbows eight hours a day than ten craftsmen make in a month." Nie Xiaoyu stopped in his hand , with a flash of light in his eyes, he said this sentence.
"Now I use this lathe to make a better lathe." Nie Xiaoyu started her performance like a master about to perform magic.
Under the witness of Wang Junlin, she began to process metal parts one by one on this primitive lathe.
The speed of processing metal parts is much slower than processing wood, and the processed iron parts are rough to Wang Junlin, but Wang Junlin knows what this means.
Therefore, Wang Junlin's eyes were bright and fiery, and his heart was full of anticipation.
On this small overseas island, a modern lathe began to take shape.
It's just that there is no source of electricity, and it can only be driven by manpower or animal power. Of course, it can also be driven by water power. But the rest of this lathe was made by Nie Xiaoyu according to the modern standards of later generations.
While busy, Nie Xiaoyu explained to Wang Junlin: "The lathe is also called the industrial mother machine. Because it has a very peculiar feature, it can upgrade itself. What I am doing now is through the first generation. The rough lathes made by the company have produced the second generation of pure iron lathes, which are more precise."
Speaking in this way, Nie Xiaoyu replaced the rough wooden parts on the lathe with the first iron part she made in front of Wang Junlin.
In this way, every time a better iron part is replaced, the performance of this lathe will be improved accordingly, making it faster, more precise and refined to make new parts on this lathe.
This is indeed what Nie Xiaoyu said, a process of self-improvement and evolution.
It took three full days, and the original wooden lathe became an iron lathe, which was more refined and complete.
Of course Wang Junlin knew what such a pure iron lathe represented. Even though it was much simpler and rougher than the lathes of later generations, if someone used 100 million silver, he would not even change the throne of the emperor.
But Nie Xiaoyu is not over yet, she started the 'evolution' again with this pure iron lathe, she found the best iron, rebuilt the parts again, and then replaced them all on this lathe.
In this way, it took Nie Xiaoyu another five days to evolve the lathe five times before stopping.
"Now, I'm going to use this lathe to build you a gun."
Nie Xiaoyu uttered these words in an unwavering voice, but when it fell into Wang Junlin's ears, it sounded like a thunderclap on the ground, shaking his mind so much that he couldn't control himself.
Wang Junlin knew that the gun that Nie Xiaoyu mentioned was not a cold weapon in the hands of people in this era, but a musket, a real musket.
PS: Sorry, there are only two updates tonight, but this one is more than 3,000 words————