"Now look at this gun." He Xi picked up the gun that was placed to the side.

Zhi Xin looked over with curiosity.

"Do you know the power of gunpowder bullet guns from the pre-nuclear era?" He Xi asked first.

"Of course." Zhi Xin was certainly aware of this.

"Never mind, I won't demonstrate that." After thinking for a moment, He Xi decided to abandon the idea of ​​showing the gun's power and instead start telling the story.

"Redefine and strengthen the overall structural strength of this gun to prepare it to withstand higher firing standards."

The armor-piercing capability of enhanced bullets was redefined. These bullets had a base strength higher than that of an iron pot, and the final result was that they could barely penetrate the steel body of the first-generation super soldiers.

The second generation, with only minor scratches.

Although it doesn't have any special lethality, a single shot to the head can incapacitate a first-generation super soldier.

If it can penetrate the second generation, it will also cause huge damage.

Penetrating ordinary aerospace-grade alloy armor wouldn't be a problem... What do you think of such a weapon?

He Xi looked at Zhi Xin with great interest, and after thinking for a moment, added: "You know, without adding special effects, if you only rewrite the physical intensity, the time required for the secondary biological engine definition is still not much."

“Really…” Zhi Xin’s eye twitched: “Cheap.”

She felt that the other traits were too complex to be easily summarized.

All she could say was, "This is way too cheap!"

Time is something that can be considered precious, but it can also be considered not precious at all.

However, it's hard to predict how effective a cheap, fully automatic firearm that can kill first-generation super soldiers will actually be.

Moreover... this is just the most primitive type of bullet.

If the base material is improved...

"He appeared and developed these weapons. And now, perhaps only we know the source of his abilities."

He Xi's eyes held a complex expression; she didn't know how to describe her feelings these past few days: "And these are not even a tenth of what he has developed; they are still the very beginning."

There were three weapons on the table, but He Xi didn't look at them. Zhi Xin's mood was also quite complicated. The appearance of a sub-biological engine warrior, and all of this... her mind was a bit of a mess.

"The only thing we know is that he is only eighteen years old and was indeed an ordinary person from a pre-nuclear civilization... We originally approached him with ulterior motives."

But there are others in front of him... He's only eighteen, a male god.

I even went so far as to negotiate with him with the mindset of stepping into a trap, offering him an angel in marriage and other lucrative deals to win him over, but he refused without hesitation... It shouldn't be a conspiracy."

He Xi's feelings were indeed very complicated; she knew that she was in a dilemma.

If we could get to know each other better, all the problems could be solved, but...

She couldn't believe how high his standards were, that he would reject even these conditions without batting an eye.

But they couldn't offer any higher terms...

"Oh? It's a male god? The angel he was supposed to marry got rejected?" Zhi Xin revealed a hint of gossip, her little face showing a touch of schadenfreude: "Which sister is so unlucky?"