"Okay, okay! This one is good too!"

Patting Carl on the back excitedly, Ryan danced with joy.

"Okay, go back to sleep quickly. Take me to our factory tomorrow."

After coaxing his old father away, Carl returned to his bedroom.

Hope and Lisanna were still patiently waiting for him to continue the game.

Picking up the cards again, he saw a conspicuous joker hidden between two cards.

Calmly closing his hand, Carl raised his head and asked, "Who's next?"

"I!"

Responding to Carl, Hope reached out and took out a card from the outermost card in Carl's hand.

However, when she took the card in her hand, she found that it was a joker.

Stealing a glance at Lisanna, Hope shuffled the cards.

…

The game of drawing joker cards lasted until after eight o'clock in the evening.

Carl sent Hope and Lisanna to the guest room, and he fell asleep on the small bed.

The next morning, right after breakfast, Ryan took Carl and rushed to his own arsenal.

The factory is located on the outskirts of Vana, on a cliff near Lake Galifa.

This place was once a den occupied by bandits, who once relied on the geographical advantage to control the surrounding roads.

After being captured by Eruden's ranger troops, this place had been abandoned until Carl's father Ryan contracted it from the Vana City Hall and converted it into an arsenal.

The main road from Bixin City to Wana City is not far from the factory, which makes it very convenient for both purchasing and shipping goods.

The father and son arrived early, and there were no workers in the factory yet.

Just as the two were walking towards the factory office, Carl made a significant discovery with an inadvertent glance.

"Wait a minute! Dad, are you still using this lathe to process weapons?"

Looking at the machine that might be older than his grandfather's model, Carl turned his head and stared at his father in amazement.

"Yes, what's the problem? This is the best lathe we can buy on the market."

When asked this by his son, Ryan felt inexplicably flustered.

"My God, I don't think I care enough about our family's business."

While older lathes are not necessarily bad, generally speaking, newer models offer better functionality and convenience.

Finding a machine, Carl used an old lathe to make the parts of a revolver and then assembled them.

After briefly infusing it with the rapid-fire weapon infusion, Carl followed Ryan to the testing workshop to test the power of the weapon.

“Bang, bang, bang…”

Using the cowboys' technique of quickly flipping the hammer to increase the rate of fire, Carl fired several shots in a few seconds, turning the test target into a sieve.

The old father, whose memory of muskets was still stuck on the flintlock stage, stared in amazement and clapped his hands unconsciously.

"This will be our factory's flagship product in the future. As for the bullets, I will try to see if I can apply the magic arrow technology to the bullets."

The power of a revolver depends on the caliber of the bullet.

The one made by Carl is in 9mm caliber and is quite powerful.

Although defensive equipment with Mage Armor attached is extremely common, the deflection force field brought by Mage Armor is effective in conjunction with the agility attribute of the wearer of the equipment.

If the opponent reacts slowly, he will still be beaten to death.

After finally coming back to his senses, Ryan asked from the buyer's perspective:

"Then how about making some more types with bayonets? As you know, rangers don't just use long-range weapons, they also like to use dual swords."

Listening to his father's description, Carl imagined a gun with a pistol and a short-blade bayonet.

It is a weapon derived from the future form of a character called Shirou Emiya in the Type-Moon anime series.

It looks cool, but it doesn't quite fit in with the basic principles of mechanical design.

"I'll give it a try, but don't hold your hopes too high, Dad. Installing a bayonet on a pistol... wouldn't it be a little difficult to exert force?"

Returning to the processing workshop, Carl took some materials and started making them.

It was almost time to go to work, and workers started to arrive at the factory one after another.

Seeing the factory director coming with his son, several masters came over curiously.

As a result, more and more workers gathered, and finally they surrounded the place in three layers inside and outside, making it impossible to get out.

Looking at the new pistol assembled by Carl, an old worker who had worked with Ryan for more than ten years said in admiration:

"Oh my! Director, your son is amazing!"

"Hey! After all, he is still a student of Akanix."

Ryan stood in the crowd with his arms folded on his shoulders, his head held high, looking proud.

Carl, who was filling a novice pistol with spells, ignored his father's showing off. After finishing the filling, he handed the pistol to Ryan.

"Dad, take these uncles to the test workshop to test their power. I'll go to your office to take a break."

He said he wanted to take a break, but actually Carl was going to the dream world to prepare for the upgrade of the lathe.

Their factory does not have the conditions to build an automated assembly line, but they can consider a semi-automatic one.

Holding the newly made pistol, Ryan went to test its power surrounded by a group of workers.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Carl sat cross-legged in meditation, forcing himself to enter the dream world.

Not long after waking up, Carl quickly woke up from the dream world.

However, he already had an idea of ​​the general structure of the new lathe, and he could think about the remaining unfinished parts while working on them.

Just as he was about to go out, Ryan had already returned to the processing workshop with his men.

"Hey! Son, including this and the long musket you mentioned at the beginning, our arsenal will only produce three of them in the future!"

Perhaps overwhelmed by the power of this musket, the workers were eager to start working right away.

"But if I build the production line alone, it will take a long time to complete, and the factory will have to be shut down during this period."

"No problem! Your uncles, aunts and I can all help you!"

Ryan waved his hand proudly, looking like he was taking on a huge responsibility.

As much as Carl wanted to trust his father, he couldn't help but feel a little worried when he thought about the equipment they used.

In this way, a vigorous factory reconstruction officially began.

What surprised Carl was that although his father's men knew nothing at the beginning, they were really obedient. They did whatever Carl told them to do and would never do anything he told them not to do.

This is much better than those smart-aleck guys. When Carl went to sell his own prop-making technology, he encountered those guys who pretended to know everything and loved to act on their own.

Something that could have been done in two days took him a week.

(End of this chapter)