There is no doubt that Zuo Si's current size, strength, reaction speed, breath power and spellcasting ability in dragon form are simply not comparable to those of Wilmes.

Although at the beginning, this hot-tempered and ferocious red dragon tried to gain some advantages by relying on its muscle strength far exceeding that of other dragons.

Unfortunately, she soon discovered that the opponent's strength attribute was even higher than hers. Not only could she not gain any advantage, but she was instead overwhelmed.

Even in the close combat field where he was best, he was beaten without any defense or ability to fight back.

Even though Wilmes had more combat experience in dragon form and possessed many tricks, he had no good way to deal with this all-round, three-dimensional crushing.

The fight took less than ten minutes from the start to the end, and she was already lying on the ground like a dead dog, motionless, her entire body covered with scales and muscles severely burned and carbonized by the lightning breath.

Not only that!

The wounds torn by the claws and bleeding also looked very scary. The deepest one was half a meter long. A large piece of flesh was dug out, and the concave space was so deep that several living people could be stuffed in.

At this moment, the ambitious Wilmes finally realized how hopeless the gap was between his strength and those real Dragon Kings in the continent of Faerun.

To put it bluntly, even if five of them were to besiege a Dragon King, they would likely be slaughtered in a short period of time.

In addition, being ravaged by Zuo Si's dragon form also severely hit the arrogant and conceited part of the Red Dragon's character, and a strong sense of frustration involuntarily emerged in his heart.

After all, before this, the two of them transformed into giant dragons to fight each other, but she always suppressed Zuo Si and also taught him a lot of close combat skills.

But now, only a short time has passed, and the other party has already opened up a chasm-like gap between him and himself.

Obviously, all these changes are caused by the omnipotent and powerful magical force.

Although Wilmes always had a nonchalant attitude towards magic, she has now finally made up her mind to develop the magical power flowing in her blood, otherwise it would be a pipe dream to become a Dragon King.

Because any dragon king, regardless of whether he has a professional level or not, his natural spellcasting ability will not be lower than that of a LV21 warlock.

Some of the most powerful and ancient Dragon Kings, which even exceed the lifespan limit of their own race, have natural spellcasting abilities that are comparable to those of LV40 warlocks. They have fourteen, fifteen, or sixteenth-ring spell slots, can instantly cast nine-ring magic and come with additional super-magic skills and spell effects.

If you wear a magical artifact like the [Supreme Amulet] that has its own spell effect, one [Energy Absorption] can directly reduce the target's level by six.

If there is no [Advanced Restoration Spell] and corresponding potions, or [Wish Spell] and [Miracle Spell] to recover, then the dragon's abilities and attributes in all aspects will quickly degenerate by at least one or two age levels.

The more he thought about it, the more Wilmes realized the huge mistake he had made before. He lay on the ground gasping for breath.

"What? You give up already? Haven't you always been clamoring to tear apart Balagos's 'Flying Flame' and replace him? You should know that Ivyklathagra is much more powerful than him. As long as you can barely fight me to a draw, you should be qualified to compete with Balagos." Zuo Si teased condescendingly.

The red dragon curled his lips in annoyance and responded, "Stop talking nonsense! I haven't even reached the ancient age yet, how can I possibly beat a monster like you.

I can't believe that when you escaped from the floating city a few years ago, you were still an apprentice who could only tremble in front of me, but now you possess unimaginable power.

Humans...

What a strange species.

Obviously the initial conditions were very poor, but there were infinite possibilities.

More than half of the legendary wizards and legendary warriors on the continent of Faerun are human, or at least have some human bloodline.

Even in the many cases where mortals were deified, at first glance they were mostly humans rather than other races."

Hearing Wilmes's emotional speech, Zuo Si couldn't help but smile and explain: "Because we are weak, we desire to be strong; because life is short, we are always full of passion and want to gain eternity and immortality.

In this process, we continue to learn, understand, explore, research and create, pursuing the realization of the value of our own existence.

This is human beings, a complex race that is both weak and powerful, noble and despicable, and whose mere existence is full of intense contradictions.

Sometimes we are easily slaughtered like ants, and sometimes we can burst out with courage that shocks even the gods and create one great miracle after another.

So I suggest you not to underestimate humans, otherwise you will suffer a great loss sooner or later.

And learn to control the greed, cruelty and brutality in your nature, instead of letting them control your brain."

"I understand. I will try my best to correct it. But I need treatment right now. Those wounds are so painful." Wilmes complained while staring at the deepest wounds on his body.

"Lie still."

Zuo Si quickly released the magic he had prepared in one breath.

In the blink of an eye, the wounds on the red dragon's body healed quickly under the dual effects of positive energy and natural energy, and even the scales that fell off during the fight grew back.

Of course, just like before, these scales will need some time to grow back to their normal size and thickness.

Just when Zuo Si was about to cancel the dragon form, he suddenly felt Wilmes' lower body suddenly lifted up and rubbed against him. At the same time, some strange aura and signals emanated from his whole body, and even his breathing became faster than usual.

The tail, in particular, curled up in just a few seconds, accompanied by slight friction.

In heat... in heat?!

Having read many books and research reports on dragon ecological surveys, Zuo Si instantly realized what these abnormal movements meant.

Because under the influence of this female red dragon, he, who maintained the form of a giant dragon, also began to have some physiological reactions.

Shit! Realizing that Wilmes was inviting him to mate, Zuo Si immediately pushed him away, quickly restored his human form, rolled his eyes fiercely and scolded: "What the hell are you doing?"

Wilmes' eyes were filled with undisguised desire, and he said in a seductive voice: "Isn't this obvious enough?

The strength and might you displayed in the battle just now attracted me deeply, so I hope to be your spouse, even if it is just one of you.

And I believe that the dragon egg produced by the union of you and me will definitely hatch offspring that are far superior to other dragons.

What, you're not used to mating in dragon form?

It doesn't matter, I can transform into a human form."

As the last word came out of its mouth, the red dragon cast a spell and transformed into a human female image wearing a red low-cut long dress, and struck a posture that it thought was very seductive and extended its invitation again.

Zuo Si was so angry that he laughed, and mocked him in a slightly sarcastic tone: "You idiot, use your brain to think about it, my real race is not a dragon, I just happened to have an extra dragon form.

In blue dragon form, if I mate with you, we might be able to produce pure dragon offspring.

But if it is in human form, it is more likely that a half-dragon with half human bloodline hatched from the egg."

But Wilmes shrugged his shoulders and said, "So what if they are half dragons? As long as they are smart and powerful enough, that's enough. Moreover, half dragons are more loyal to their parents. They will be the best tools to realize your ambitions."

"I'm sorry, but I will never treat my children as tools, and I will not allow others to do so.

If you wish to mate, seek out the Hundar imprisoned between the seals.

Oh, by the way, remember to pack up the dragon eggs that Davian brought back a while ago, as well as those from other worlds that I mixed with the blood of five-colored dragons through magic, and the experimental hybrid half-dragon cubs and eggs. I will take them all away later."

After saying this, Zuo Si ignored the other party's reaction, threw down a box of Traceless Extension Spell made into a card, and then turned and left.

Watching his receding figure, Wilmes immediately picked up a stone and threw it at the nearby Dire Wolf Goblin, growing indignantly, "Asshole! Am I so unattractive? This shouldn't be the case!

In the past, many red dragons like Beltogas pursued me.

Soth must lack the unique aesthetic sense of a dragon, so he can't understand the graceful curve of my horns, the seductive lines of my body, and the sexy and slender tail. "

While speaking, Wilmes instantly returned to his original appearance, admiring his own "appearance" and "figure" with narcissistic eyes, which could be considered among the best even among the entire dragon clan.

Of course, this kind of "beauty" and "sexiness" is definitely not something that most races can appreciate.

In other words, the first feeling a mortal has when seeing a dragon is always fear and awe.

Even a metal dragon of the good camp would hardly arouse any improper thoughts before it transforms into a human, elf, or half-elf.

In fact, the premise of most love stories between silver dragons, gold dragons and adventurers is that the silver dragon deliberately hides its identity and joins the team to adventure together, and then the relationship slowly develops along the way.

Otherwise, looking at a giant beast that is countless times bigger than himself all day long, even Savannas, a famous beauty hunter in Faerun who often appears in the Bronze Crown Inn in Askatla and claims to be a conqueror of all women from goblins to orcs, probably wouldn't be able to muster up the courage at all.

fortunately!

Wilmes did not dwell on his own "beauty" for too long. He quickly returned to normal and ordered the dire wolf goblin whose head was broken and bleeding from the stone: "Go, move all types of dragon eggs and eggs piled in the warehouse into the boxes, and drive those half-dragon cubs over as well."

"As you wish..."

The goblin quickly bent down and bowed deeply, then he and his companions began to shout at the ordinary werewolf goblins to work.

Although the Dire Wolf Curse greatly enhanced its strength and physique, it still did not dare to have the slightest will to resist when facing a powerful red dragon.

To be precise, any goblins who have the will to resist will be ruthlessly eliminated on the physical level in their childhood, and the only ones left are loyal slaves who obey orders.

After generations of genetic screening and human intervention, these goblins have actually become a special subspecies. Not only do they not have the evil and chaotic nature of their other counterparts, but they are full of discipline.

If necessary, even large-scale team collaboration can be carried out.

To get a glimpse of this, just look at the surge in hiring orders from other major cities in Amn.

Just as the underground dragon nest in the Mage Tower was becoming busy, Zuo Si had already taken a large number of life-saving gems and super-breath potions from the treasure of Iryklathasagran "Sharp Teeth", and made them into planeswalker cards to carry with him in case of emergency.

At the same time, he also took the time to meet several high-level wizards and warlocks who had passed the assessment and were preparing to transform into liches, and helped them complete the most difficult part of making the life box.

As its sphere of influence continues to expand, the Society of Arcane Magic has become one of the most well-known spellcasting organizations on the continent.

Although ordinary people know little about this, it has long been spread among the circles of high-level wizards and warlocks.

Although joining requires transformation into a lich and handing over one's life box, it is still very attractive to old wizards who are nearing the end of their lives.

At least so far, the success rate of the Arcane Mystic Society's lich transformation has been 100%, and not a single one has died or turned into a mad lich due to an accident.

This is much less risky than tinkering around aimlessly in the Mage Tower.

It's a pity that the entry threshold is a bit high, and even the lowest level requires an arcane spellcasting level of LV13.

Some people who don't have the strength to meet the minimum threshold even lower their status and do various jobs as peripheral members in exchange for knowledge that can improve their spellcasting level.

After reaching LV13, you can apply to become a core member.

Moreover, the Arcane Mystic Society is different from the Red Wizards and the Arcane Brotherhood, who always show extremely aggressive behavior.

Although this group is composed entirely of liches, who are considered evil by most people, they act in an extremely low-key manner and rarely affect the lives of ordinary people.

Just the opposite!

They mainly engage in various magical researches, while capturing and attacking creatures that may cause harm within their sphere of influence. Occasionally, they use thunder-like means to deter serious corruption and abuse of power in the bureaucratic system.

You have to know that the liches don't talk about evidence or legal procedures. After getting some information and intelligence, they will go directly to the person's home to read his memory.

Once the evidence is confirmed, the other party's family and friends who have benefited from it will immediately disappear from the face of the earth.

As for where they were sent and what kind of pain and torture they went through, no one knew.

To be precise, most people in the bureaucratic system are not even aware of the existence of liches. They only know that there is a powerful and mysterious force that will suddenly appear when needed and take unknown "deal" with colleagues who cross the red line.

It was precisely because of this that the local government under Zuo Si's rule was so efficient and honest that it even left Neverwinter, a city-state dominated by the Church of the God of Justice, far behind.

Of course, such direct disposal without investigation, evidence collection and trial undoubtedly made the paladins and many kind and lawful churches quite dissatisfied, and they lodged strong protests more than once.

But unfortunately, all these protests fell on deaf ears.

After all, the nominal King Eric was just a puppet and had no administrative power at all. He was only temporarily given command of part of the army when fighting.

On weekdays, he either hosted banquets and enjoyed the flattery of the guests, or hid in his palace and made babies crazily.

Not long after this, his legal wife gave birth to a son.

If we include the illegitimate sons and daughters born to lovers, the number of offspring would probably exceed double digits.

In addition, due to long-term overeating and lack of exercise, his body is getting fatter at an incredible rate, and it goes without saying that his strength will definitely decline.

If nothing unexpected happens, in another three to five years he will be completely ruined and turned into a rotten and decadent fat pig. His appearance will probably be similar to that of Robert Baratheon.

Of course, Eric didn't care at all about this change.

Because he chose to put his head on the belt and become a pirate, just so that he could live such a decadent and corrupt life one day in the future.

Now that the dream has come true, what else is there to be dissatisfied about?

As for the Church of the Good God and the Holy Knights, they can protest if they like. It won't cost them a thing anyway.

No matter how much they protest, with their strong sense of mission and social responsibility, they will still do their work. They will never just quit or sabotage like the guys in the neutral and evil camps.

At worst, we can give these people some extra bonuses during festivals to comfort and console them.

There is no way, because the people in the lawful good camp are so easy to fool, and they are labeled as the best tools all over their bodies.

As long as they don't go too far, they rarely get angry.

What's more, the liches don't attack very often, and generally they focus on deterrence.

However, there are other gods and churches that want to cause trouble.

For example, the Church of Lathander, the Lord of the Dawn, which hates undead creatures extremely, has wanted to organize its believers to eliminate liches and low-level undead creatures that work in the fields more than once.

Finally, the most interesting scene appeared!

What stopped them was neither the army nor ordinary law enforcement officers hired by the government, but the Church of Tyr, the god of justice, who was also in the good camp.

The reason is very simple! According to the law, all these low-level undead creatures are valuable property of the government, and are also the basis for providing free food and welfare security for the elderly, children and disabled people who are unable to work.

As we all know, the biggest characteristic of the Church of the God of Justice is that it enforces the law without mercy, and once the relevant laws are recognized by them, they will be implemented and enforced.

Although the large-scale use of undead creatures is not a good thing in the eyes of the God of Justice, the problem is that the output of their labor is used in the right place.

If helping and protecting the weak in society cannot be called justice, then there is no justice in this world.

Therefore, this law initially sparked heated discussions within the church, and ultimately the chief priests of various temples agreed that it should be strictly enforced.

As expected, the priests, paladins and a large number of believers of the Church of Losander were ruthlessly arrested and subsequently received a sky-high fine.

After several incidents, even the Church of the Lord of Dawn, which was known for its wealth, could no longer bear it.

Especially those believers who participated in the riots, many of them were fined and lost their homes and property to become homeless, so how could they dare to respond to the call again?

Some simply hated Lathander and converted to other gods, causing the influence and number of believers of their churches to plummet, and some even simply could not maintain their business and closed down.

What's even more terrifying is that by using this method of killing the chicken to scare the monkeys, Zuo Si successfully demonstrated his ability to manage religion to other churches and even the gods.

From beginning to end, he did not use violence, nor did he kill or execute anyone, nor did he throw people into places like mines to work them to death. He simply imposed a simple fine.

However, the Church of the Lord of Dawn, which had a strong influence on the continent of Faerun, collapsed within its control, and even maintaining its existence became a very difficult task.

Only Ogma, who had obtained a great deal of knowledge from Earth from Zuo Si, understood that all this came from the application of something called social psychology.

Those seemingly normal and casual arrangements were actually carefully calculated, and could be said to be one thing leading to another.

Whether it is taking advantage of the Lord of Dawn's hatred of the undead, or provoking conflict between his church and the followers of the God of Justice.

Or by exaggerating this matter, the lower-class people who benefited from it would know that the former actually wanted to destroy their livelihood security, thereby completely ruining the reputation of Losander and its church.

Or, in the end, they might use high fines to make the followers of Lathander lose a lot of money, or even go completely bankrupt, in order to create a strong psychological imbalance, causing them to turn to the arms of other gods in panic and anger.

All of this is manipulating people's minds in an extremely covert way.

The Church of the Lord of Dawn was in a state of grievance throughout the entire process and was extremely frustrated.

If desired, similar methods can even be used against any church of God.

Sometimes Oghma even felt that Zoth's coming to Toril was not a coincidence, but was done intentionally by Io, the God above all gods, in order to make those gods who liked to stir up trouble fearful and restrained.

However, the God of Knowledge was still very happy to see these theories in books applied in practice.

As for the loss of Lathander, the Lord of the Morning...

He doesn't care.

In fact, except for the Earth Mother Chauntia, who was a lover of Lathander, few gods really liked this impulsive god.

Even Tyr, Torm, and Ilmater, who were in the same camp, felt that Lathander was naive and superficial and was not worthy of being their ally.

Of course, Zuo Si was not very interested in the complex relationships and grudges between these gods.

After finishing the messy chores at hand, he passed through the giant portal that was always open and came to the floating city.

As a result, as soon as he walked out, he fell into a daze.

Although it had not been long since his last visit, Zuo Si could hardly recognize this place. Whether it was the location of the wizard tower or the houses and buildings, they had all been moved and renovated on a large scale, and many strange-looking devices had been added.

The most eye-catching thing is the four small islands surrounding the floating city.

A super cannon with a length of more than 500 meters and adjustable direction is installed on each island.

The black muzzle and the equally huge "cannonballs" placed nearby are so stunning that it makes your scalp tingle.

You should know that on Earth, the largest cannon created by human industrial civilization is the Gustav, which is only less than 43 meters long, 7 meters wide and 11.6 meters high.

The gun can launch armor-piercing shells weighing more than seven tons or high-explosive shells weighing less than five tons to a distance of 28 to 60 kilometers.

But now, just a "cannonball" placed on the ground is much larger than the Gustav cannon itself.

In addition, each of these super cannons is connected to several cables that are thicker than a person, and the other end is connected to the wizard tower moved to the floating island.

At this moment, weapons designer Boll was standing next to the super cannon with high spirits, talking excitedly with mechanical engineer David, chemistry expert Camus, and geology and materials expert Monte.

Driven by curiosity, Zuo Si directly cast a short-distance teleportation magic and instantly appeared next to these senior talents. He asked in an extremely curious tone: "What are you discussing? Also, who can explain to me what these super cannons are?"

"Ah! Your Excellency, you are finally back. Look, according to your previous request, I have successfully created a weapon that can be delivered over long distances, the first generation of behemoth-class electromagnetic cannon."

Bol patted the cold metal barrel of the gun, his tone full of pride and pride.

"Is this thing an electromagnetic cannon?!"

The corner of Zuo Si's mouth twitched slightly uncontrollably.

This is a 500-meter-long gun barrel! If you have no idea about this unit of length, you can refer to the size of a modern aircraft carrier that is more than 300 meters long to see how outrageous it is.

If the floating city didn't have the ability to control gravity, just moving would be an enormous challenge.

Bol laughed and nodded. "Hahahaha! That's right! Isn't it spectacular? In order to build these super cannons, I almost used up all the steel reserves in various warehouses. Remember to purchase more next time you go to Earth. Otherwise, relying solely on the undead laborers and Quarish magic machinery here, it will probably take one or two months to build one."

"Can you tell me about your design ideas and the specific parameters of this gun?"

An interested expression appeared on Zuo Si's face.

After all, weapons, especially cannons, often follow the most basic and simplest principle.

That is, the longer the barrel means the higher the range, and the thicker the caliber means the more amazing the killing radius of the shell.

"Of course! It's my pleasure."

Boll bowed gracefully, then smoothed his wind-blown hair, raised the corners of his mouth and introduced: "Actually, I originally wanted to design a steam-powered cannon.

After all, floating cities can rise to thousands of meters high, and we naturally have the advantage of height and lower air resistance.

As long as the initial kinetic energy is not too poor, it is easy to get a good range.

Moreover, the steam power structure is simpler and less prone to various problems.

But in actual operation, I found that there was an unsolvable problem with steam power, which was the impact of thermal expansion and contraction on the barrel after each shot.

If fired continuously in a short period of time, it is easy to cause unevenness on the inner wall.

Later, with David's reminder, I realized that I had fallen into a thinking error. I always subconsciously took certain common sense on Earth as the truth, forgetting that this is a magical world with infinite possibilities.

For example, when designing a cannon on Earth, in addition to power and range, the first thing to consider is controlling weight and cost, and ensuring that existing transportation tools can deliver it to where it is needed.

But for us who have a floating city, none of this is a problem.

No matter how heavy the cannon is, anti-gravity can easily place it where it is needed, or even build a special floating turret.

Another point is that Monte discovered a new type of room-temperature synthetic superconducting material that can provide huge electromagnetic force.

In this way, the idea of electromagnetic gun replaced the original steam gun design.

Moreover, in this world, electricity is almost infinite.

As long as a portal to the wind elemental plane is opened, it is easy to collect huge amounts of electrical energy from the area ravaged by thunderstorms, which is unimaginable even in the Earth's electrical age.

Not to mention that we can also use the high temperature of the Fire Elemental Plane and the never-ending flow of water in the Water Elemental Plane to build a large number of power stations to meet demand.

Anyway, the electromagnetic principle is not complicated. If there are difficulties in technology and performance, we can make up for it through amplification. In short, we should implement the idea of great effort to achieve miracles.

Coupled with the use of various incredible magical powers, the first generation of behemoth-class electromagnetic cannons that you see now were eventually born.

It can easily launch objects weighing hundreds of tons to a distance of two hundred kilometers.

As long as the crystal array in the wizard tower has enough energy storage, it can even fire continuously at a rate of six rounds per minute.

And this is just the most primitive function.

In addition, when there is a need for ultra-long-distance delivery and shooting, the gun barrel can also add an anti-gravity magic to the shells, increasing their range from two hundred kilometers to more than two thousand kilometers.

Of course, due to the lack of guidance capability, it is definitely not accurate.

Not to mention 2,000 kilometers, it is difficult to hit the target accurately even at 200 kilometers. Even after calculation, the error is often frighteningly large.

In order to solve this problem, I had to add [Accident Spell] and bind it to [Flying Spell].

In this way, when the shell reaches the target area, [Accidental Technique] will be activated immediately, and then [Flying Technique] will be used to adjust the direction, and finally it will fall from the sky relying on inertia and gravity, greatly reducing the error.

To put it simply, the current first-generation behemoth electromagnetic cannon is just a simple transportation and launching device, and the power of magic is required to make the shells hit the target.

Therefore, if you want to conduct a precise attack beyond visual range, the cost is quite high. It is even far less cost-effective than opening a door and letting those low-level undead hold incendiary cans or iron cans filled with liquid hydrogen and oxygen mixture to launch a death charge.

However, when the technology matures in the future, we can consider adding gyroscopes to complete inertial guidance through the combination of magic and technology, thereby reducing some costs.

In addition, I worked with Camus to produce several fairly effective shells.

The first type is of course the large-volume liquid hydrogen-oxygen shell.

Its principle is very simple. It is basically a metal tank filled with hydrogen and oxygen obtained by compressing electrolyzed water.

The moment it hits the ground, the jar will trigger a spell that will tear it in half, causing a violent gas expansion effect.

This alone can cause serious impact damage to enemies within a radius of 100 meters.

Immediately afterwards, the enchanted bullet will release a ring of [Burning Hands].

Then the fully mixed hydrogen and oxygen in the surrounding space will instantly ignite, forming a terrifying explosion effect.

We have tried to launch one before. The direct killing radius is more than one kilometer. The explosion will completely drain all the oxygen within two kilometers. Even if you are lucky enough not to die, you will suffocate for several minutes.

Not only that!

Since the reaction of hydrogen and oxygen will form water molecules, the high temperature generated by the explosion will cause the water to vaporize into boiling water vapor.

Therefore, even if a creature two kilometers away accidentally inhales it, it will instantly cause devastating damage to the respiratory system and even cause death on the spot.

The second type is an incendiary bomb, which is filled with a mixed liquid developed by Camus that can burn violently.

The composition of this viscos liquid is very complex, including high-purity alcohol, white phosphorus, as well as some unknown oil, fat, resin and granular seed-like substances.

Finally, add in the incandescent glue that will spontaneously ignite when it comes into contact with air, as well as a small amount of gem powder that can increase combustion efficiency, and a super incendiary bomb that can bring purgatory back to the world is ready.

As for the power...

We have previously tried to detonate a smaller one on a mountain forty kilometers outside the floating city.

As a result, there is no animal or plant life on the mountain, not even a slightly larger stone can be found, as everything has exploded in the violent fire.

If it were thrown on a person, the scene would be indescribable.

If I were shot, I would definitely try every possible way to commit suicide immediately.

And in order to increase the killing area, I divided the viscos liquid that was originally intended to be stuffed into a super-giant can into small cans of fifty to one hundred kilograms and integrated them into one shell.

In this way, it can explode in the air like a cluster bomb and cover a larger area, leaving the enemy with no way to escape.

The third type is a poison gas bomb filled with liquid gas.

It is divided into two types.

One is a deadly gas similar to [Death Cloud];

The other is a non-lethal paralyzing gas like [Stinky Cloud].

Although I made them, I hope you won't use them unless it's absolutely necessary.

Especially the first one, never use it on humans."

After listening to the introduction of this weapons design expert, Zuo Si finally understood what "professional" meant.

Although he can also use his scientific knowledge and magical powers to create some things with quite good performance.

But compared with this kind of electromagnetic cannon that has a range of hundreds or even thousands of kilometers, it is really not worth mentioning.

At the same time, this also strengthened his determination to continue to introduce high-end talents from Earth.

Only thirty people can create such an outrageous thing. If there were hundreds or even thousands of them, they would definitely create a super civilization.

Obviously, for these scientists, obtaining magic, a nearly omnipotent tool, is equivalent to completing a leap from quantitative change to qualitative change.

The materials, technology, energy and resources that once troubled the development of science and technology are no longer a problem now.

Because magic can do what technology cannot, such as anti-gravity, ultra-long-distance transmission, energy manipulation, etc., and technology can make up for what is difficult for magic to do.

After figuring this out, Zuo Si couldn't help but smiled and commented, "Great work! Although there is still a lot of room for improvement, it allows our floating city to have weapons for ultra-long-range attacks.

And your mind is not open yet.

Who stipulated that electromagnetic guns can only be used to launch artillery shells? Can't they be used as a cheap means of transportation? When a certain place cannot be transported, electromagnetic guns can be used to launch people and materials.

All you need to do is add some spells that can offset the overload, and let the vehicle release a large amount of [Feather Fall] when it is close enough to the ground, and the personnel will be able to land safely.

Don't forget that the people living in this floating city in the future will not be ordinary people, but a group of the fourth disaster who are not afraid of death at all.

No matter how many times they die, these players can wake up again from a new clone."

"Yes! Our souls are now kept in a safe place. There is no need to be as cautious as before, fearing that accidents might lead to death. Perhaps in the near future, death may even become a very common thing, just like eating and sleeping." Boll's tone was filled with excitement.

Since he is the youngest of all the talents introduced in this wave, he is far from being as steady as the old ones, but instead full of adventurous spirit.

The best proof of this is that he often leaves the floating city and goes to the ground under various excuses.

"If you like, you can follow the second batch of players later.

Explore the endless world, admire the magnificent scenery you have never seen before, and deal with different civilizations and intelligent creatures.

As long as you complete the work I assign, you can do whatever you want in private.

Even starting a family and having children is up to you to decide.”

Zuo Si made the promise without hesitation.

After all, each of these valuable talents is hard-earned, and he doesn't want the relationship between them to be strained because of some trivial matters.

"Ha! I have already made plans for this. But the population of the floating city is still too small. Even in the port city of Hull, there are not many decent beauties. It is really not interesting. It is better to go to the replica of Waterdeep to find the beautiful maids of the Crawling Spider Tavern."

At the mention of the "Crawling Spider Tavern", Bol became visibly excited.

Not only him, but the other two people beside him also blushed, obviously they visited this place often.

After all, the cloned young body will secrete hormones normally, which will inevitably lead to physical desires.

But there is obviously no such entertainment venue in the floating city, so he can only find a member of the opposite sex in the replica of Waterdeep City to satisfy his needs.

As someone who had conducted field research in Waterdeep, Zuo Si knew very well how harmful the "role-playing" game in the Crawling Spider Tavern, where men were wrapped in translucent black stockings all over their bodies and wore masks on their faces, was to men living in modern society.

Just like that, several people stood on the floating island and chatted about some recent events, and then returned to the central tower together to hold the first general meeting.

The content is also very simple, which is to listen to everyone's research progress and let those experts engaged in social sciences come up with a plan to restart civilization, including economics, politics, public opinion, public psychology guidance and other aspects, to ensure that the "player" group will become a powerful force as planned by Zuo Si...

(End of this chapter)