From Baron to Lord

However, even so, they were injured every two or three days. Allen had already ordered those doctors to focus on them.

As soon as Allen entered the door, he saw a chaotic scene in the laboratory. Many places were blackened, and the floor was littered with things. Fortunately, the alchemical laboratory's healing effect was still working, slowly restoring it to its original state.

Boltzmann and the others were covered in black, and their clothes were tattered, but their expressions were still very excited.

"We succeeded! We finally succeeded!" Boltzmann said somewhat maniacally, holding something in his hand.

"Boltzmann, what happened to you?" Allen looked at them as if they were savages, finding it a bit amusing.

Only then did Boltzmann and Ulfa notice Allen, and they hurriedly saluted, "Greetings, Your Majesty."

"Well, you just said you finally succeeded. What succeeded?" Allen was a little curious, seeing their appearance, fearing the results were not small.

"Your Majesty, look!" Boltzmann excitedly handed the thing in his hand to Allen.

"This is...? Philosopher's Stone?" Allen looked at the irregular silver-white stone in his hand, felt the powerful mental power contained within, and guessed.

"That's right, it is the Philosopher's Stone," Boltzmann's smile never faded from his face.

"That's not right, didn't they say that the Philosopher's Stone can only be made using the mental power of humans or dragons?" Allen frowned.

Allen thought of something, and his face instantly turned very ugly.

"Did you capture people for refining?" Allen said sternly.

It's no wonder he thought so, after all, alchemists have always been notorious on the continent, not only because of other people's imaginations, but also because many of them disregard life.

Boltzmann and the others probably weren't good guys before either, but they've only gotten better now that they're under Allen's command.

When Allen saw the Philosopher's Stone, he instantly thought of its method of making.

They naturally didn't have dragons, and Allen instantly thought of living people!

"No, no!" Boltzmann hurriedly explained when he saw Allen's expression.

"Then tell me properly, where did the raw materials for this Philosopher's Stone come from?" Allen had already made up his mind that if he found out they really used people for refining, he would definitely make them suffer.

Boltzmann also saw that Allen's face was not good, and hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, do you still remember those undead?"

Allen wasn't stupid either. Hearing them say this, he quickly reacted.

"You used their soul fires?"

"That's right, after hearing about those undead, we've been thinking about whether we could use their soul fires as raw materials. After all, we've always been limited by materials."

"Later, we took advantage of the end of the war and collected a lot of soul fires on the battlefield, and it really succeeded."

Speaking of this, Boltzmann felt a little regretful again.

"The time those soul fires exist is too short, otherwise we could have collected more."

"The experiment also failed many times. This is all the finished product," Boltzmann looked at the Philosopher's Stone in Allen's hand like a treasure.

Allen breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that it wasn't human. He didn't want the alchemists under his command to become demons.

"Well, you guys did a great job." Allen looked at the Philosopher's Stone in his hand. These could be used to make a lot of weapons, but the raw materials were really terrible.

"Boltzmann, Ulfa, I want to reward you." Coincidentally, he was here to give them benefits, Allen said with a smile.

"Great!"

Hearing Allen say this, Boltzmann and Ulfa were very happy. After all, Allen had always been generous, and this reward would definitely not be small.

Hearing that there was a reward, Lilith and the others behind them couldn't care about their work and ran over.

"What reward is it?"

This time, there was no need to punish them like the dwarves.

With a thought, Allen, the entire laboratory began to change. The area instantly expanded more than twice, and the layout inside was also changing rapidly.

"Your Majesty, this is...?"

Looking at the great changes around them, they were all a little surprised.

"This is a new laboratory, and the effect is much better than before."

After hearing Allen's words, they couldn't help but run to those instruments and start experimenting.

Sure enough, soon there were bursts of exclamations.

"…″ This laboratory is more efficient than before."

"That's right, and the instruments are more complicated."

Looking at their excited appearance, Allen continued, "But you also have to fulfill my requirements."

"Your Majesty, don't worry." With a new laboratory, they seemed to be full of confidence.

"As long as the raw materials are not as insufficient as the Philosopher's Stone, we can solve it."

"Well, I hope you can create a new weapon."

Allen took out a drawing from his arms. This was something he had spent a lot of time drawing based on some memories in his mind.

"This is...?"

Boltzmann and the others all gathered around, looking at the drawing in Allen's hand with curiosity.

On the drawing was a long thing, the front was like a cylinder, and the back was made of wood.

That's right, what Allen wanted them to make was the gun from his previous life.

Now that he had obtained the alchemy of the Odin Augustus Empire, he had cannons and bombs, so Allen naturally thought of guns.

Although this continent also has bows and arrows, the power of guns is naturally beyond doubt.

Although there is no gunpowder now, alchemy can still do it, and maybe the power will be even stronger.

Moreover, the biggest advantage of these hot weapons is that they don't require too much training, and they can quickly cultivate a sufficiently powerful combat force.

Allen naturally believed that Boltzmann and the others could make it. Now the important thing was to lower the price.

When the time comes, the tens of millions of troops under his command could all be equipped, and their strength would definitely not be inferior to the bronze knights. "I named this gun. Your most important task next is it," Allen said to Boltzmann and the others with a smile.

"Your Majesty, is this a weapon?"

Chapter 452 Goblins

"Well, that's right, this is indeed a new type of weapon."

Allen handed the drawing to them, "This is the most important weapon of the Allen Kingdom next, and I hope you can develop it as soon as possible." Hearing Allen say this, Boltzmann and the others also became serious.

"This relies on fire, um, the impact force of the alchemical bomb explosion, to push the bullet in this barrel out."

Now that there is no gunpowder, Allen didn't know how to explain it to them, so he could only use alchemical bombs as an example.

"The most difficult part of this gun is the sturdiness of the barrel. It can't explode, and it also has to provide the impact force."

Allen didn't know much about this gun either. He only had a smattering of knowledge and could only try his best to say what he knew.

"Your Majesty, this is simple," Boltzmann said to Allen with confidence.

"I have a way. I only need to use some magical materials to make the barrel, so that I can guarantee its sturdiness. Then I can engrave magic circles on the barrel to further strengthen the barrel and provide power," Boltzmann said triumphantly, "In this way, even the alchemical 957 bombs that Your Majesty said can be saved."

Allen looked at Boltzmann's smug look and couldn't help but say with a dark face, "Do you know how many gold coins it will take to make such a gun?" "About a few hundred will do."

Boltzmann thought for a while and said confidently.

The turrets made to deal with the undead before cost a lot. Small turrets cost thousands of gold coins, and large turrets cost even more, requiring as much as 50,000 gold coins.

And the shield that protects the entire city also cost the Allen Principality millions of gold coins.

Now Boltzmann is very satisfied with his spending.

Allen directly threw the drawing on him and scolded, "Do you know that I want to equip all the warriors of the Allen Kingdom with this?" "In the future, I may have to make tens of millions of guns. If each one costs hundreds of gold coins, are you trying to bankrupt me!" "Tens of millions of guns."

Hearing Allen's words, they were all frightened.

"Your Majesty, even if you exhaust us to death, we can't make tens of millions of guns." "That's right, Your Majesty, there are only a dozen of us in total, it's really not enough." Hearing Allen's words, their faces turned pale.

Just thinking about having to make so many guns made them feel hopeless.

The previous turrets and shields were different. Their sizes were enormous.

Boltzmann and the others only needed to make the most core magic circle, and the other parts could be handed over to the blacksmiths.

Even so, it took Boltzmann and the others almost three months of sleepless nights to barely complete it.

Now this gun is obviously not that simple.

"Don't worry, I've found you some helpers."

"Helpers? Your Majesty, have you found some more alchemists?" Boltzmann and the others' eyes lit up.

"Alchemists? No, I found other people."

Boltzmann and the others immediately lost interest. Alchemists are not as simple as they seem.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many people secretly cultivating alchemists.

Seeing their appearance, Allen knew what they were thinking and smiled mysteriously.

Allen silently recited in his heart, "Use."

Suddenly, the cards in the item bar turned into a stream of light, and more than a thousand goblins suddenly appeared in the entire laboratory.

"Your Majesty, this is...?" Boltzmann and the others were startled by so many guys.

Before Allen could speak, he saw that the goblins had opened their eyes and were communicating excitedly.

"Where is this?"

"I don't know. There are so many scientific instruments, great."

Seeing the laboratory, their eyes lit up, and they immediately wandered around.

Many goblins directly picked up the instruments on the table and fiddled with them.

However, they didn't know the specific usage, and the instruments made a series of noises, making Boltzmann and the others feel distressed.

"Hey, don't mess around."

They hurriedly went to rescue their things, but they couldn't take care of everything, and they were instead made a mess by them.

Especially Lilith and Kelly and the other girls, their hair was all messed up, and they were about to go crazy.