Magus Tech (Technological Wizard)

Somewhere, in the underground hall, many people are busy, constantly coming in and out.

There was a large amount of information on a table in the lobby. Franklin sat in front of the table and kept flipping through the content of the information, occasionally sketching quickly with a quill pen.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like he hadn't rested for a long time. The blue robe he was wearing was wrinkled, and it seemed that he hadn't washed it for many days, and he looked a little sloppy. Many people around are similar to Franklin, they are all very busy.

At this moment, hurried footsteps sounded, and a person pushed open the door of the hall and ran in quickly. It was Franklin's subordinate—the red-haired "Fire Spirit" Prome.

With a bit of surprise and panic on his face at this time, Promi quickly ran to Franklin's desk and said, "Captain, captain, things are not good. Joss and his group have all lost contact."

"En." Franklin listened to the words, and responded briefly. Because he had been processing too much information for a long time, his reaction was slow, and he didn't even raise his head. Instead, he continued to look at the contents of the reference room.

Prome was stunned.

About three seconds later, Franklin suddenly reacted, stood up abruptly, grabbed Promi's clothes, pulled them in front of him, and shouted: "You—what did you say, say it again." Just shouted a word, and Franklin Realizing his loss of composure, he quickly suppressed his voice, but his eyes were fixed on Promi, as if he was going to eat people.

"I... Gudong!" Promilio swallowed nervously, and said cautiously, "Captain, I also just found out that Joss and his group are completely out of contact, and the investigative crystal ball is also black."

"Didn't they send me to investigate the matter of Art?" Franklin wrinkled.

"Yes." Promi nodded weakly, "They did follow your instructions to investigate the matter of Art. It seems that there is still some breakthrough, but suddenly they can't get in touch."

"It's time..." Franklin finally couldn't suppress his emotions, and couldn't help but curse out loud, but he only cursed a word, the door of the hall suddenly opened, and he saw the steward Muse stepping in, his eyes were intentional or unintentional. Sweep here.

Franklin's expression changed rapidly, his face turned from angry to impatient in the blink of an eye, his voice dropped abruptly and smoothly, and he said to Promi, "How to deal with it, just deal with it, this kind of thing is done according to the process That's enough, you don't need to ask me again. You go to think about a plan first, and I will look at your plan later, and then assign you manpower, you know."

"Well."

"go Go.

"Franklin waved at Promi.

Promi didn't say anything, and left quickly.

Muse in charge glanced at Franklin, without saying anything, walked to the deepest part of the hall, and sat in the exclusive seat.

Franklin left his seat, quickly made honey water, and brought it to the table of Muse in charge.

Muse picked it up and took a sip, nodded in satisfaction, sank into the soft seat, looked at Franklin and asked lazily: "How is the situation recently?"

"Go back to Muse to manage things, everything is normal, although there are occasional minor problems, but they are all under control, and everything is going according to your plan, so you don't need to have any troubles."

"That's good, let's go." Muse said, took another sip of honey water, lay down on the seat, and closed her eyes.

Franklin backed away quickly, then walked out of the hall.

Outside the hall, at the end of the corridor, Franklin found his subordinate Promi who had been waiting for a long time.

At this time, Franklin's appearance turned back to anger, anger and gloomy, mixed with a trace of fear, and asked his subordinates: "What's the situation with Joss' group, tell me in detail."

"I—" Promi hesitated, and said truthfully, "I just found out something was wrong not long ago, and suddenly I couldn't get in touch with them, and then tested it with a crystal ball, and found that it was also black, I'm afraid It's the same outcome as Arter's—more bad luck than good luck."

"Damn it!" Franklin finally cursed and clenched his fists.

His eyes flickered, and after a moment of serious thought, Franklin said: "Since this is the case...then find a way to gather everyone in the team, let those who are performing tasks speed up, and those who are far away let them hurry back.

This time I'm here in person, I want to see who is against us, who is courting death! By the way, this matter still needs to be kept secret, don't let Steward Muse and other teams know, understand? ! "

"yes."

...

Inside the Garden of Eden.

Machining Sector, Research Office.

Li Cha is busy researching and designing an unprecedented weapon.

On the processing table, a 315 alloy bullet was finished. Li Cha picked it up with his fingers and stuck it on an empty shell, then filled the shell with magic salt, and finally sealed the bottom of the shell.

If you observe carefully, you will find that the things made by Richard are very similar to ordinary bullets on the earth. The difference is that it is countless times more powerful than bullets on Earth.

The magic salt alone is improved based on the pentazole anion salt, and it belongs to the most powerful explosive invented on earth.

And the 315 alloy, based on metal hydrogen as the prototype, combined with the magic of the current world, is a theoretical creation on the earth.

After the two are combined together, the effect is unimaginable!

The power of the spell salt explosion can accelerate the metal warhead to an unimaginable level, and the metal warhead has its own powerful explosive power, which is like compressing a high-explosive shell into a bullet.

It's a spell bullet!

A spell bullet is a high-explosive shell!

What about the two shots? What about three rounds? What about ten hairs and hundred hairs?

The strongest army country on earth, the establishment of a self-propelled artillery battalion is about 20 artillery pieces. One hundred spell bullets is almost equivalent to a salvo of five self-propelled artillery battalions, far exceeding the firepower of an ordinary artillery regiment.

That one thousand rounds?

Are there things in this world that cannot be solved or destroyed by a thousand rounds of shells? If so, then another thousand rounds!

In fact, spell bullets are different from high-explosive bombs in the true sense, and their power is more focused and concentrated, because the explosion of the alloy warhead is a physical explosion.

Explosions can be divided into many types, such as nuclear explosions, chemical explosions, physical explosions, high-energy particle beam explosions, and so on.

The explosion of the alloy warhead is a physical explosion, similar to the liquid oxygen explosion that Richard often used a long time ago. For ordinary chemical explosions, this kind of explosion has no destructive power in terms of flame and heat, and there is no transformation of explosives into gas, so the power is more concentrated. When attacking, there will be no terrifying scenes of artillery fire, but it can destroy everything in the continuous roar of thunder.

Of course, in order to achieve this, there are many problems to be solved.

For example, what kind of equipment is used to fire the bullet? If the firearms on the earth are used, how to ensure the endurance of the firearms? And how can the metal projectile not explode immediately after being stimulated by the mana salt? Another example……

There are many questions to be answered.

Li Cha, who currently only has a general idea, looked at the first spell bullet model in his hand and kept thinking. Thinking about how to turn ideas into reality, how to use this thing to surprise the people of the mysterious organization at the right time.

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