Douluo's shadow poisonous milk

"Uncle, grandpas, let's go. I'll take you to see some other interesting gadgets. It's better than staying here." Ning Jiusheng dragged several people away from the Thunder Tribulation Trial Field. He was afraid that These people couldn't help themselves and rushed forward to overcome the thunder tribulation.

Although it is more dangerous to survive the thunder tribulation, once you survive it, the benefits will be great.

Ning Jiu knew clearly that among these people, no one was afraid of danger.

As long as they can become stronger, they can take any risks.

Fortunately, everyone now knows that now is not the time to go through the thunder tribulation. You can wait until it calms down before going through it.

In addition, they were also very interested in the gadgets Ning Jiu mentioned.

Although this kid is very troublesome, everything he produces is extremely strategic.

Everyone came to a wide hall.

Looking at the rows of gun-like things set up on racks on the ground, Bone Douluo asked curiously: "Xiaojiu, is this the gadget you are talking about? This guy looks bigger than mine." The sniper rifle is larger in appearance, so does its power also increase a lot?"

A dangerous thought arose in Ning Jiu's mind: she wanted to push this bad old man to the ground and beat him up. What did he mean by his sniper rifle?Not even a while later, the thing became his.

But after looking at Bone Douluo's explosive figure, he still wisely buried this thought deep in his heart, and absolutely couldn't let Bone Douluo see that he was not satisfied at all.

Ning Jiu explained: "Old man, I call this kind of gun a machine gun. This kind of gun is not driven by soul power. Even ordinary people can use it. I gave it another name called Metal Storm."

"Oh, Metal Storm? This doesn't look like it. Can you tell me how powerful this thing called Metal Storm is?"

Bone Douluo had already made up his mind. If this machine gun called Metal Storm was more powerful than his sniper rifle, then it wouldn't be impossible for him to make an equal exchange.

For example, exchange the sniper rifle in your hand for this Metal Storm?

"Xiaojiu, come and give us a demonstration, let us country bumpkins open our eyes." Ning Fengzhi said with a chuckle.

Ning Jiu ordered the researchers to set the target at a distance of 200 meters and said: "These are driven by gunpowder, not soul power.

Therefore, it is not as powerful as a sniper rifle, and its range is not as far as a sniper rifle.

This effective killing distance is about 500 meters, but at most it can only cause damage to soul masters below the great soul master level.

The longest shooting distance can reach 4000 meters, but it has no accuracy, and even the power of the bullet cannot hurt a soul warrior. "

Hearing Ning Jiu's introduction, Bone Douluo curled his lips.

This big guy looks very powerful, but in fact it is useless at anything. It's really boring. It's not as useful as the sniper rifle in my hand.

However, Ning Fengzhi and Dugu Bo were extremely interested in this thing.

As the leader of a sect, Ning Fengzhi naturally has his own unique vision.

Dugu Bo has also been a member of the royal family for a long time, and he knows that the soldiers at the lowest level are the ones who consume the most in a war. On the contrary, for soul masters, winning a battle will not consume much.

After fixing the target position and loading the bullets, Ning Jiu smiled and said to Ning Fengzhi: "Uncle, are you interested in giving it a try? Although this is not very powerful, it feels very good to shoot."

Ning Fengzhi smiled and promised, he was indeed curious.

Seeing the heavy machine gun being placed on the ground, Ning Fengzhi asked: "Does this require someone to lie down on the ground to shoot? Can it be picked up and used?"

After all, as the leader of a sect, it was really unseemly to lie on the ground like this.

“Of course, these are mainly designed for ordinary people.

Ordinary people have limited strength and naturally cannot hold this machine gun firmly.

But uncle, as a high-level soul master, it is easy to pick them up, as long as you keep their stability.

They will have a certain amount of recoil when shooting, so uncle just pay attention. "

Ning Fengzhi heard Ning Jiu's reminder and nodded with a smile.

Then he grabbed a heavy machine gun directly from the ground and placed it firmly on his arm.

A weight of several hundred kilograms is difficult for ordinary people to bear, but for a high-level soul master like Ning Fengzhi, it is light and has no burden.

"Did you press the trigger?" Ning Fengzhi asked.

Since they are both called guns, this design should be similar to the soul power gun that has been partially assembled in the sect.

"Yes, uncle, you just need to point the muzzle of the gun at those targets and hold down the trigger." Ning Jiu didn't explain too much. Let Ning Fengzhi fire a few rounds of bullets, and he would understand naturally.

This kind of bullet is produced on an assembly line and does not require soul power infusion one by one, so the cost is very low.

"Da da da da..."

Ning Fengzhi aimed the gun at the target and pressed the trigger.

The powerful recoil of the heavy machine gun was not reflected at all under Ning Fengzhi's precise control.

Soon, Ning Fengzhi didn't know how much time had passed, but it felt like only a few breaths had passed before all the bullets were used up in one round.

Under Ning Fengzhi's insanely precise control, every bullet hit the target, smashing it into pieces.

Now, not only Ning Fengzhi was shocked, but also Bone Douluo, who had looked disdainful just now, was also stunned.

They never thought that there would be such a powerful killing weapon.

"Xiaojiu, how many bullets did I shoot just now?" Ning Fengzhi asked.

"Not much, this round of bullets is 200 rounds. Uncle, you only fired 200 rounds just now." Ning Jiufeng said lightly.

Bone Douluo was really itching to hear this. He wanted to rush up and slap Ning Jiu on the butt. He couldn't bear to see you pretending to be 13.

What do you mean there aren't many? Only 200 rounds of ammunition were fired?You know, in just a few breaths, 200 rounds of bullets were fired.

If this kind of weapon were used on ordinary people's battlefield, what would the situation be like?Bone Douluo couldn't imagine it.

All he could think of was a sea of ​​Shura.

Things that Bone Douluo could think of, others would naturally not think of.

For a moment, they all thought of the battlefield.

If on the battlefield, without high-level soul masters participating in the battle, one army displays such a powerful weapon.

Then the other side's human wave tactics can basically be said to be completely useless.

At most, it's just giving the other party a head.

The emergence of this weapon has changed the pattern of war. Relying on numbers is no longer the key to victory on the battlefield.

"Xiaojiu, what is the output of this, uh, metal storm?" Ning Fengzhi asked excitedly.

If this weapon can be mass-produced, ordinary soldiers will not have much strategic significance.

Ning Jiu thought for a while and said: "This kind of technology does not have much technical content and does not require soul master craftsmen with soul power.

Gu Li</span>Ordinary ordinary blacksmiths can do the job. If assembly line production is used, about one hundred and eighty can be assembled in a day. "

"What?" Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but exclaimed when he heard this kind of output.

One hundred and eighty pieces are assembled in a day, which is almost 3000 pieces in a month.

This kind of big killer weapon is placed on the battlefield. Let alone 3000 of them, even 300 of them can destroy the opponent's ordinary army of more than ten thousand people.

Ning Jiu thought that Ning Fengzhi was not satisfied with the output.

He explained: "Uncle, currently the number of blacksmiths controlled by our Qibao Glazed Sect is not too many, so the output can only be so much.

If we can recruit more blacksmiths, then this output can be increased. "

Hearing this, Ning Fengzhi was speechless.

He thought it was already great to be able to produce such a powerful weapon for three days a month. Unexpectedly, Ning Jiu easily said that the production could be increased. This was a bit fantasy.

The two armies faced each other, one side had strong soldiers and horses, and the other side had thousands of machine guns.

You don’t even have to think about it, that image must be cruel.

Dugubo realized that maybe the two empires would become history in the future?

He would not think that Ning Jiu produced these weapons just for fun.

It seems that the Qibao Glazed Sect's appetite is not as big as usual.

However, what does this have to do with myself?He is now a member of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect. The stronger the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, the safer he is.

Bone Douluo may think that compared to Metal Storm and sniper rifles, sniper rifles are better.

But everyone except him saw the terror of the metal storm.

Sniper rifles can only hit high-level soul masters, but this metal storm is a large-scale, indiscriminate killing weapon.

Staying in this research room, Ning Fengzhi didn't want to leave anymore. He felt that this place must be closely guarded and nothing could be leaked from here.

"Xiao Jiu, this place is really important. If a gun comes out of it, and if it is successfully copied by others, the world will be destroyed."

"Okay, uncle, this matter is not as important as you think.

Even if these guns spread, it doesn't matter. Do they have bullets?

Besides, although this kind of gun is powerful in close combat, it has a short range and poses no danger to high-level soul masters.

Besides, don’t we still have sniper rifles?

Besides, where are we going now? Isn’t it just a heavy machine gun? We also have demolition cannons, platoon cannons, and ballistic missiles behind us..."

When Ning Jiu said this, he suddenly realized that the people around him looked at him wrong.

Although they didn't understand what mortars and ballistic missiles meant, judging from Ning Jiu's nonchalant attitude, the things behind them must be more powerful than the metal storm and sniper rifles.

Through experiments, everyone has seen the horror of these two things. They can't even imagine what will happen next?

Everyone was speculating in their hearts, what kind of things are those?

Is it a weapon of the gods?

Xiaojiu, he also brought back the weapons of the gods?

There seems to be only one explanation in everyone's mind that can explain the things Xiaojiu created.

The others just stared at Ning Jiu without saying anything. They really didn't know how to ask.

Only Bone Douluo, the thickest-skinned hometown firebrand, cautiously asked Ning Jiu: "Xiaojiu, are these the weapons of the gods you are talking about? Do the gods use these weapons to fight?"

Bone Douluo's words made Ning Jiu fall into deep thought.

He doesn't know now, if the technological civilization of later generations is placed here, will it be considered a god?

But in terms of destructive power, an atomic bomb should cause more destructive power than a Titled Douluo, right?

That is to say, I have never seen Extreme Douluo take action, otherwise I can still measure and compare.

I don’t know if the Rakshasa Godship that Bibi Dong inherited can withstand the bombardment of a hydrogen bomb?This terrible thought suddenly arose in Xiao Jiu's heart.

Bibi Dong, who was in the Wuhun Hall at this time, suddenly felt a chill in her heart for some unknown reason, as if she was being targeted by a powerful and somewhat malicious creature.

Bibi Dong secretly thought, it's impossible. She has always kept a low profile. Who is targeting her?

After pondering for a long time, Ning Jiu nodded and said, "That's right. This is the product of another technological civilization. Although they do not have godhead, they still have the ability to destroy the world."

Now that the lie has reached this point, I can only grit my teeth and continue to make it up.

If Ning Jiu now said that he had made it all up, no one would believe it.

So let this lie continue.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they heard Ning Jiu admit it personally. They were really afraid that Ning Jiu was making up a nonsense reason.

Now, Ning Jiu admitted his identity as the Son of God. Although he did not say it clearly, Ning Fengzhi and the others thought that if they could inherit these weapons of God, who else could they be if they were not the Son of God?

Therefore, the title of Son of God has been firmly placed on Ning Jiu's head.

Whether he admits it or not, it doesn't matter anymore, that's what everyone thinks anyway.

Not only the people of the Qibao Glazed Sect think so, but even the monsters and monsters also believe that Brother Xiao Jiu is the god in their hearts. Otherwise, how would they know so much? It also makes them unite and become stronger.

"Uncle, I have another interesting little thing here. Do you want to take a look?" Ning Jiu finally broke the silence.

He found that the people around him looked at him with a hint of respect. He knew that it was their worship of the unknown god.

Even Bone Douluo, the old guy who was recognized as the thickest-skinned, looked at him with something slightly different at this time.

Forget it, Ning Jiu also gave up the idea of ​​explaining himself and let them continue to misunderstand like this.

Wait until you slowly teach them some new knowledge in the future, and then slowly explain it to them after they accept the new knowledge.

Ignorance makes people superstitious. This sentence is not wrong at all.

While talking, Ning Jiu took something like a watch sign with a lot of red and green marks on it.

Ning Jiu smiled and explained to everyone: "This one contains an exquisite insect. Although this kind of insect has no offensive power, it has the keenest sense of aura."

Saying that, Ning Jiu picked up a dial and approached Sword Douluo.

Inside the dial, some transparent exquisite insects were curled up tightly, and the color of their bodies gradually turned into deep red.