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, growling 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.
只有从左思那里获得了大量来自地球知识的欧格玛明白，这一切都是源自于一种叫做社会心理学的运用。
那些看似正常且随意的安排，实际上都经过了缜密的算计，可以说是一环套一环。
不管是利用晨曦之主对于不死生物的痛恨，挑起他手下教会跟正义之神的追随者发生冲突。
还是通过大肆渲染这件事情，让受益的底层民众得知前者居然想要毁掉自己的生活保障，从而彻底搞臭洛山达极其教会的名声。
又或者是最后借助高昂罚金来使洛山达的信徒们损失大把金钱，甚至是彻底破产来制造强烈心理失衡，使其在恐慌与愤怒之下转而投向其他神的怀抱。
所有这些都是在以一种极其隐蔽的方式操控人心。
晨曦之主教会在整个过程中哑巴吃黄连有苦说不出，简直憋屈到了极点。
只要愿意，类似的手段甚至可以用在任何一位神明教会身上。
有时候欧格玛甚至觉得，左思来到托瑞尔其实并不是什么巧合，就是神上之神艾欧故意而为之，就是为了让那些喜欢搞事情的神有所忌惮、有所收敛。
不过能亲眼看到这些存在于书本中的理论运用到实践中，知识之神还是非常高兴地。
至于晨曦之主洛山达的损失……
他才不在乎呢。
事实上，除了与洛山达是恋人关系的大地母神裳提亚，诸神之中没有几个真正喜欢这位性格冲动的神。
就连同一阵营的提尔、托姆和伊尔玛特，都觉得洛山达既幼稚又肤浅，根本不配成为自己的盟友。
当然，对于这些诸神之间的复杂关系和恩怨，左思并不十分感兴趣。
等处理完手头乱七八糟的琐事之后，他便穿过始终保持开启状态的巨型传送门来到了浮空城。
结果才刚走出来，整个人就陷入了呆滞状态。
因为距离上次造访才没过多久，可左思却已经快有点认不出这里了，无论是法师塔的位置还是那些房屋、建筑都进行了大规模的移动和改造，并且加上了许多看上去就非常奇怪的装置。
其中最显眼的，莫过于浮空城周围多出了四个小岛。
每一个岛屿上都架设了一门长度超过五百米可调节方向的超级巨炮。
那黑洞洞的炮口，以及摆放在附近同样体积惊人的“炮弹”，简直秀的人头皮发麻。
要知道在地球上，人类工业文明制造出最大的大炮——古斯塔夫，其长度才只有“区区”不到四十三米，宽度为七米、高度十一点六米。
该炮可以将七吨多的穿甲弹或者不到五吨的高爆弹，发射到距离二十八到六十公里开外的地方。
可现在，光是一颗摆放在地面上的“炮弹”，体积就远远超过了古斯塔夫巨炮本身。
除此之外，这些超级巨炮每一门后边都连接着好几根比人还要粗壮的电缆，另外一端与迁移到浮空岛上的法师塔相连。
武器设计师波尔此刻正意气风发的站在超级巨炮的旁边，与机械工程师戴维、化学专家卡缪和地质学与材料学专家蒙特兴奋不已的说着什么。
出于好奇心的驱使，左思直接施展了一个短距离传送魔法，瞬间出现在这些高级人才的身边，用无比好奇的语气问：“你们在讨论什么？还有，谁能给我解释一下这些超级巨炮是怎么回事？”
“啊！阁下，您终于回来了。快看，根据您之前提出的要求，我成功制造出了可以进行远程投送的武器，第一代巨兽级电磁炮。”
波尔用力拍了拍炮管冰冷的金属炮管，语气中充满了骄傲与自豪。
“这玩意是电磁炮？！！”
左思嘴角不受控制的轻微抽搐了一下。
这可是五百米长的炮管啊！ 如果你对这个长度单位没有什么概念，可以参考一下现代三百多米长的航空母舰大小就知道有多离谱了。
要不是浮空城拥有操控重力的能力，光是移动一下都是个巨大无比的挑战。
波尔大笑着点了点头：“哈哈哈哈！没错！很壮观不是吗？为了打造这几门超级巨炮，我几乎耗光了各个仓库所有的钢铁储备，您下次去地球的时候记得多采购一些。不然光靠这里的亡灵劳工跟夸力许魔法机械，估计要一两个月才能打造出一门来。”
“能跟我说说你的设计思路和这门炮的具体参数吗？”
左思脸上浮现出感兴趣的表情。
毕竟武器，尤其是大炮这玩意，往往遵从一个最基本、最简单的原则。
那就是越长的炮管意味着射程越高，越粗的口径就意味着炮弹的杀伤半径越惊人。
“当然！这是我的荣幸。”
波尔优雅的鞠了一躬，随后捋了捋被风吹乱的头发，翘起嘴角介绍道：“其实我最初是想要设计一款以蒸汽为动力的大炮。
毕竟浮空城可以升至数千米高，我们天生就拥有高度方面的优势，以及更低的空气阻力。
只要初始动能不是太拉胯，很容易就能获得不错的射程。
而且蒸汽动力结构更简单，不容易出现各种各样的问题。
但实际操作起来我发现，以蒸汽为动力有一个没办法解决的麻烦，那就是每一次发射之后热胀冷缩对炮管造成的影响。
如果在短时间内连续发射，很容易造成内壁凹凸不平。
后来在戴维的提醒下，我意识到自己走进了一个思维上的误区，总是下意识把地球上的某些常识当成了真理，忘记这里是一个拥有无限可能的魔法世界。
比如说，在地球上设计大炮的时候除了威力跟射程之外，首先要考虑到的是控制重量和成本，确保现有的运输工具可以将其送到需要的地方。
可对于拥有浮空城的我们而言，这一切都不是问题。
无论造出来的大炮有多重，反重力都能轻而易举将其安置在需要的地方，甚至是打造一个专门的浮空炮台。
另外还有一点就是蒙特发现了一种全新的常温合成超导材料，可以提供巨大的电磁力。
这样一来，电磁炮的思路就取代了原本蒸汽炮的设计。
而且在这个世界，电能这种东西几乎是无穷无尽的。
只要打开一个通往风元素位面的传送门，就能轻而易举从雷暴肆虐的区域搜集到即便是地球电气时代也难以想象的庞大电能。
更不用提还可以利用火元素位面的高温与水元素位面永不停息的水流建造大量发电站来满足需求。
反正电磁原理并不复杂，工艺和性能方面遇到困难那就通过放大来进行弥补，总之贯彻大力出奇迹的思路。
再加上各种各样不可思议魔法力量的运用，最终便诞生了您现在看到的第一代巨兽级电磁炮。
它能轻而易举将数百吨重的东西发射到两百公里之外。
只要法师塔内的晶体列阵储能充足，甚至可以做到以每分钟六发的速度连续射击。
就这还仅仅只是最原始的功能。
除此之外，当有需要进行超远距离投送跟射击的时候，炮管还能为炮弹加持一个反重力魔法，使其射程增从两百公里加到两千公里以上。
当然，因为缺乏制导能力，肯定是没什么准头。
别说是两千公里，就是两百公里也很难精准命中目标，哪怕经过计算误差往往也会大的吓人。
为了解决这个问题，我不得不又加上了【意外术】并绑定一个【飞行术】。
如此一来，当炮弹抵达目标区域范围后【意外术】就会立刻被激活，再由【飞行术】来进行方向调整，最终依靠惯性和重力从天而降砸下去，大幅度减小误差。
简单来概括就是眼下的第一代巨兽电磁炮只是一个单纯的运送和发射装置，真正让炮弹做到命中的还要靠魔法的力量。
所以您想要进行超视距精准攻击，成本可是相当高昂的，甚至远远比不上开启一道传们，让那些低级亡灵抱着燃烧罐，亦或是装满液态氢氧混合物的铁罐发动死亡冲锋来的划算。
不过以后技术成熟可以考虑加入陀螺仪，通过魔法与科技相结合完成惯性制导，从而降低一部分成本。
除此之外，我联合卡缪制作了几种还算有效的炮弹。
其中第一种当然就是量大管饱的液态氢氧炮弹。
它的原理非常简单，基本就是一个金属罐子，里边装满了电解水压缩后获得的氢气和氧气。
撞击地面的瞬间，这个罐子会触发一个法术使其从中间撕裂开产生剧烈的气体膨胀效应。
光是这一下就能对周围一百米范围内的敌人造成相当严重的冲击伤害。
紧跟着，经过附魔的弹头会释放一环的【燃烧之手】。
随后周围空间内经过充分混合的氢氧气便会瞬间点燃，形成威力恐怖的爆炸效果。
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 viscous 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 viscous 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 smile 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)