Ming Dynasty and New Rome and Infinite Magic Machine

Chapter 1074 Bombardment
"Then let me think about it?"

"Sure, sure." Zheng Shijie nodded. "I'll ask my secretary to give you a business card later. Oh, by the way."

He suddenly looked at Shangluo: "Shangluo, are you interested? Are you interested in coming to Lanfang to be a pilot? You can fly fighter planes customized for you! They are all magic weapon-level."

"Why do you have so many good things?" Shangluo asked, "After I came to Nanyang, I found that the frequency of your magic tools and other treasures seems to be much higher than that in Jinnei."

"Because the sects in Nanyang are inherited from the immortals on the islands. Although they are also within the Dao League, they are different from the sects in the capital. We have more means to obtain natural treasures, so we have more magic tools."

"Will you give me a business card later?"

"Okay, okay." Zheng Shijie nodded repeatedly. "If you need help, I'll call your people. We don't have any pilots in the Foundation Establishment Period yet, so the magic weapon customized for you must be worthy of the strength of the Foundation Establishment Period - you will know when you try our lunar cannon. Only such a magic weapon can be worthy of the strength of the Foundation Establishment Period."

[Oh! Look how straightforward they are. Those old guys said they would give you a sword, and they acted mysterious. Look how straightforward Guoxing is. He said he would give you a magic weapon, and he gave you a magic weapon without saying a word.]

"Well, maybe the old men have their own considerations. Oh, by the way, Phaethon, do you want to try it too?"

"Oh, sorry." Zheng Shijie said helplessly, "She can't come. Otherwise, I would have invited her a long time ago."

Phaethon shook his head and said, "It's okay. I don't have much time either. I still have work to do in Shangluo. I just want to ask, why can't I do it?"

"Because I can't sign a contract with you. You're not naturalized."

"So that's how it is? Is naturalization important?"

"It's very important here." Zheng Shijie nodded and said, "Lan Fang Administrative Services Co., Ltd. is based on administrative services for the people. Although Lan Fang's army also recruits people from tributary states or barbarians, the Lan Fang Air Force only recruits Chinese people, without exception. Because our fighter planes are encrypted, if your name is not registered in the Huangce Library of Xuanwu Lake, then you will not be able to start these planes."

"Ah! So that's how it is. This is to prevent the barbarians from rebelling, right?"

"Yes. Our system does not take into account the possibility that Romans will sign up, so you can't fly Lan Fang's fighter planes - but you just need to become a naturalized citizen. You guys will be there soon, right?"

"Um, let's talk about this later." Shangluo came out to smooth things over, "There's no rush for this."

"Tsk tsk tsk. I was planning to fire a salute to celebrate for you." Zheng Shijie picked up the phone, "Okay, the debugging over there is done. Shangluo, get ready to warm up, now is the time to use your magic power!"

Foehn Mountain Research Institute, Central Control Room.

I don't know if it's because of Zheng Shijie's unique aesthetic or because of practical needs, but this place was built like a ship's bridge. The staff in the control room sat in rows on both sides, facing the big screen in front of them. In the middle was a seat similar to the captain's seat, which was reserved for Zheng Shijie himself.

Directly in front of everyone's seats was a huge crystal ball suspended on a stand, held in the arms of four dragon claws.

"Is this a dragon ball?" Shang Luo was stunned for a moment, "Is there a dragon ball this big?"

"As the dragon grows, the dragon ball will naturally be bigger. And this is not an ordinary dragon ball, this is an immortal's dragon ball. When you control this cannon later, this dragon ball will be where you operate."

"Are there any instructions?" "No. No matter how many words you have, they are not as good as a Qigong practitioner reaching out his hand to feel it out - you will know once you touch it."

"Then I'll give it a try." After adjusting his sleeves, Shangluo walked to the front among the crowd.

"Wait a moment here." Zheng Shijie turned around and said to Wen Yuan, "The second shot is ready. It will be your turn after he finishes the first shot."

"Okay, as long as there are firecrackers to play with, it doesn't matter who plays first."

At the front, Shangluo had already walked to the side of the Dragon Ball. He looked at the screen at the front - the main body of the screen was glass, and outside the glass was the barrel of the lunar cannon. Surrounding the barrel were neatly arranged pipelines, which were neatly tied together as if they had obsessive-compulsive disorder. This was the location where the deflagration torch was injected into the shell for the last time, and it was also the most critical part of the entire cannon. The state of the shell when it flew out of the barrel was determined by this last acceleration.

When he placed his hand on the dragon ball, the hugeness of the giant structure was clearly discernible. Through the medium of the dragon ball, the entire mechanism of the giant cannon was at his fingertips, just like waving the tip of a sword at a wooden man.

Shangluo can already control the direction of the cannon - it is hard to imagine that such a huge structure can be adjusted by about 1° at the tip. Every time it is adjusted, the complex and mysterious structures that make up the cannon body will move as a whole, and all will rotate with the direction of the cannon body. Its structure is so complex that it is almost impossible for human mechanical design to achieve it, and it can only rely on the natural perfection of Taiyi Jinhua.

"Shangluo, the Torch is ready, but it's still 2% of full power. I've loaded a training bullet for you, made of solid cinnabar steel, so it should be easier to feel. Wait for my command for the specific launch."

“Will it hit anything?”

"I know what you're worried about. Your spiritual energy is very destructive now, right? So don't worry, you won't hit anything. To the east of Borneo is the vast Pacific Ocean. According to the performance limit of the fuel called Torch, you can only hit it a few hundred kilometers at most. You can't fly across the Pacific Ocean and all the way to the New World."

"Huh, that's good." Shangluo nodded, "Then let me try and see how powerful this cannon is."

With both hands clenched, the entire cannon's functions are under control. When the Qigong practitioner controls it through the dragon ball, the others just need to take their hands off the console, and all control rights are in his hands.

"Attention all units. The 291st test firing of the lunar cannon prototype is about to begin. Be prepared to record." Zheng Shijie ordered, "Shangluo, it's time to start! You count down!"

"3, 2, 1! Send—"

Shangluo's last sound was covered by the earth-shaking roar. The recoil of the giant cannon made the mountains tremble, and the pattern of Taiyi Jinhua resonated with the avenue and was joyful.

"This..." Zheng Shijie climbed up from under the table, "What's going on?"

Before he finished speaking, a buzzer-like alarm sounded, followed by a phone call:
"Hello? This is the main control room. What's going on? What? Black lightning came out of the barrel??? Where's the shell? It wasn't observed? Didn't see it or is it gone? You don't know either? Wait, what is that!"

Zheng Shijie looked out the window - at that moment an extremely bright star was rising straight into the sky, and could actually be seen in the midday sun.

"Hello." Zheng Shijie picked up the phone again, "Please lend me the press office. I have to explain something. Maybe tonight, the whole world will be able to see that star."

"Then Guoxing, the load you saw, is it normal?"

"Payload? Most likely it's gone."

(End of this chapter)