Report: This magician says he believes in science

After the eight major families left, Chu Feng turned around and returned to the temporary factory.

He plans to mass-produce 98K, at least a thousand of them will be placed in Chu City.

With thousands of 98Ks, and two or three hundred on each city wall, Chu Feng believes that even a ninth-level zombie, if he is targeted by two or three hundred 98Ks, he will probably die if he comes to cover and shoot a few waves.

What's more, Chu Feng is planning to produce dozens more AKs to build a special guard for himself.

By that time, the entire Tang country, even including Nasio country, will not be going sideways?
"No, no, no, we need to prepare a few cannons to mount on the city tower to deal with low-level zombies." Chu Feng thought to himself.

Low-level zombies are relatively low in intelligence and defense. Their only advantage is that they are large in number and full of poison.

Once the cannons are set up on the city tower, they can directly carry out fire coverage strikes, and then no matter how many corpses there are, they will not be afraid.

"That's the decision!" Chu Feng was determined.

Moreover, if it is just a traditional cannon, its craftsmanship is far simpler than that of 98K. Chu Feng can even build seven or eight cannons in just one day.

"Build the cannon first!" Chu Feng returned to the temporary factory, immediately took out a pen and paper, and began to sketch the technical drawings of the cannon.

Mr. Huayu followed closely behind Chu Feng. He was also frightened when the corpse tribe attacked Chu Feng this time, and he didn't dare to push him any further.

At this time, when Grandpa Huayu saw Chu Feng grabbing a pen and paper and starting to draw again, he was startled, and said to himself, "Chu Feng...has he started to create magical arts again?"

As he said that, Mr. Hua Yu couldn't help taking a sneak peek at the blueprint that Chu Feng was sketching, and his eyes froze immediately.

"It's a bit similar to that 'Jiuba Kai', but why does it feel like it's much bigger?" Mr. Hua Yu thought to himself.

Although he didn't know magic arts, he always felt that Chu Feng's magic arts this time were very powerful.

Although Chu Feng has not yet obtained the detailed drawings of the cannon, he does not intend to manufacture a modern cannon.

What Chu Feng wants to do is just a relatively primitive cannon, that is, the kind with a barrel and two wheels.

Fortunately, the structure of the cannon is relatively simple, and the process is not as complicated as 98K.

So when the evening approached, Chu Feng finished the blueprint of the original cannon, and then carefully designed a kind of ammunition.

This kind of ammunition is a round iron ball as a whole, but it is divided into two layers with a solid steel shell on the outside, and a layer of steel balls on the inside.

Chu Feng also specially designed a delay fuse to ensure that the shells will detonate after falling into the tide of corpses.

"Use gunpowder to push the cannonball out first, and when the cannonball falls into the tide of corpses, it will explode and cause the greatest damage." Chu Feng thought to himself.

Then Chu Feng asked Ouyang Ming's city lord's soldiers to speed up the iron smelting speed, and sent them solid iron pillars.

Chu Feng knew that the barrel of a cannon, like a gun barrel, could not be made with a mold, but could only be drilled into a solid steel pipe.

Not long after, a solid iron pipe with a diameter of more than 70 centimeters was brought over.

"My dear, it's so heavy." Chu Feng weighed the solid steel pipe a little bit, and suddenly felt a little guilty.

"It doesn't matter, let's get started." Chu Feng asked several people to work together to send the steel pipe to the operating table, and then selected an alloy drill.

"Old man, it's up to you." Chu Feng grinned.

Now Chu Feng has not invented the steam engine, and there is no electricity.

However, this world also has an advantage, that is, their fighters are extremely powerful, and with the help of Chu Feng's well-designed gear structure, they are progressing smoothly.

When drilling the 98K gun barrel before, Chu Feng used his own manpower to push the console. Now that there is Mr. Huayu, a nine-star powerhouse, Chu Feng is also happy to be lazy.

Mr. Huayu never thought that he, a Nine Star with aloof status, would become a "coolie" one day, and was directly taken aback by Chu Feng's words.

"Hehe, the construction of this magical technique requires the participation of a powerful martial artist. I am not strong enough here, so I can only ask the old man to help." Chu Feng laughed, showing a smile that only capitalists can have.

Unexpectedly, old man Huayu not only did not refuse, but was even a little excited, and said: "Chu Feng, you mean that I can also participate in the creation of this magical technique?"

Chu Feng was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that he seemed to have underestimated the love of the people in this world for magic arts. He couldn't help rolling his eyes and said with a smile: "That's natural. When this magic art is created, I will still write your name Engraved on this divine art!"

Old Man Huayu's eyes lit up even more when he heard the words, and immediately said: "Okay, what do you need me to do."

The smile on Chu Feng's face was even bigger, and he pulled Mr. Hua Yu to a huge metal wrench, he laughed and said: "You just need to turn this, the speed...maintain at the highest speed that you can hold on for a long time. Just speed."

"Also, when I tell you to stop, you stop." Chu Feng explained again.

Mr. Huayu nodded immediately, reached out and grabbed the metal handle, and said, "Then can I start?"

Chu Feng hurriedly ran to the console, adjusted the position of the solid steel pipe at last, and then gave an order: "Old man, start."

Mr. Huayu immediately took a deep breath, and saw a "boom" all over him, a terrible aura erupted, and then his normal arms suddenly became several chips thicker.

Driven by the old man's terrifying power, the entire console started to run slowly. After the gears accelerated many times, the knives at the end of the console also entered a state of frantic rotation.

"Fuck, the speed is so fast?" Chu Feng was also taken aback. He couldn't help but glance at Mr. Hua Yu, and found that his face was serious, but his breath was not heavy, and he obviously still had energy left.

"Nimma, it's like a humanoid steam engine." Chu Feng couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and became more and more afraid of the strength of the nine-star powerhouse.

"Damn it, the physical strength of the nine-star powerhouse is so terrifying, I feel like I can get the plane out now." A thought suddenly popped up in Chu Feng's mind.

Chu Feng has the construction technology of the aircraft at hand, but he has been suffering from being unable to manufacture a fuel engine and cannot drive the propeller.

Seeing that old man Huayu is so vigorous now, the thoughts in Chu Feng's mind suddenly became alive again.

"After the basic structure of the propeller plane is completed, let the two nine-star powerhouses directly on the plane, just like stepping on a bicycle, it is completely possible to make the propeller rotate at a high speed." Chu Feng thought to himself, his eyes gradually became fiery.

If there is an airplane...where in the world can't you go?

At that time, Chu Feng and the two nine-star powerhouses will drive a plane, carrying a large amount of ammunition, and directly attack the hinterland of the corpse clan, and will carry out a few waves of carpet bombing if there is nothing to do...

"Tsk tsk." Chu Feng felt more and more anticipation in his heart, and he looked at Mr. Huayu with fiery eyes.

"Fuck, what is this kid's eyes?" After all, Mr. Huayu is a nine-star powerhouse, with such a keen sense, he immediately noticed Chu Feng's abnormality, and suddenly felt a chill down his back.