When Druid Joseph returns to Nebo Town, it means that Zhao Mai should set off to go to the Farmer Forest. Druid's study life is about to begin, and he is full of excitement and a little reluctant to leave.

The reluctance is naturally because of the separation of the "three musketeers". Due to the haste, Zhao Mai's musket is the only gun that completes all processes including polishing, polishing, protective spraying, etc. It is currently on Zhao Mai's back, pressing against his clothes, giving people a sense of security.

All hand-made bullets were from the dwarf's big hands. A belt that specially placed bullets placed safely put these 30 flat-headed metal shotguns, which were easy to use and would not affect movement. This is Green's craft.

"I can't help with this kind of thing, whether it's a druid or a weapon. But if I want to make some utensils for storing small things, I'm very experienced." Green smiled proudly. "The dark pocket I made can hide cards, chips and daggers, and it won't be touched. These obedient warheads are no problem at all."

"If this is the case, I have something for you to do. I hope you will be careful and be able to get the greatest reward."

"What's the matter?" Green asked unexpectedly. After more than half a month of contact, he could see that Zhao Mai had magical thoughts and techniques.

"The thing I taught you can make a lot of money, which is so big that it can swallow your life." Zhao Mai pondered for a moment and instructed: "No matter how much you earn, you must take out most of it to support Sok's firearm research. Because only weapons and powerful force are your ultimate security."

Seeing Green put away his smile and knowing that he understood the risks, Zhao Mai handed him over the method of preparing fine salt.

"The alchemy salt of the elves is that simple?" The surprised expression on Green's face was Zhao Mai's biggest gain. "Hundreds of years, even thousands of years, are the elves making money in such a simple way?"

"I don't know how the elves alchemy salt is made either. Maybe the same, maybe it's not as easy as my method."

"This is a huge profit. Don't worry, leave it to me?" Green frowned: "We have known each other for less than a month. Are you afraid that I will leave with your method and make money by myself. Who cares about the musket?"

"Salt is definitely getting cheaper and cheaper. You can only get one chance, but if you run away, so what if I can't I just smash the price of salt?" Zhao Mai smiled and said, "That's a big deal, I accused you of stealing the elves' alchemy salt preparation method, so you can't explain it clearly even if you have a mouth."

"Okay, since you can be treacherous, we can continue to cooperate." Green scratched his scalp, "I will never cooperate with fools again in my life. Really, once is enough."

Then, Zhao Mai took advantage of the opportunity to go to the dwarf to make the final adjustment to the musket and mysteriously handed him a secret recipe. "Soke, this is my gunpowder formula and the method of pelletization."

The dwarf couldn't help but open it and read it several times, and surely remembered it in his heart. "I've realized it these days that the gunpowder you made is much better than mine. Of course, the explosiveness is definitely not good, but pushing the warhead is the most suitable."

"Well, gun, medicine, and bullets are all very important. If any one falls, it will affect the final power."

"I will remember this recipe and make more and better guns." Sok smiled, his beard pulling to the sides, forming a crescent moon. "Let's look at your weapon, I'm done."

"Don't worry, listen to my explanation." Zhao Mai saw that there was no one around, and said to the dwarf earnestly: "The gun is there, as long as it can be disassembled, most of the secrets can be learned. But the secret of gunpowder is not like this. Few people can restore the formula from the black powder."

"Well, you're right." The dwarf was waving his head, not knowing what Zhao Mai was referring to.

"The secret of the formula is kept in my heart. If you have time, invest your energy in researching better formulas, and keep it secret. No one can tell it." Zhao Mai said: "Only in this way can we ensure that this weapon will not spread. It is like... Just like the best martial arts of your dwarves, the best stunner skills of elves, and how terrible it would be if it was learned and mastered by a larger number of goblins and orcs!"

The dwarf swallowed hard, and he finally realized such danger. He knew the power of the guns in his hand and could easily arm an unarmed weak man, such as Zhao Mai, into a killer who could pose a huge threat to the knight. If the orcs learned about the formula of the gunpowder, they were not without blacksmiths, and they might be able to imitate similar weapons.

One orcs or two have bad weapons, but the number of orcs is almost ten times that of dwarves. Even if they hold the best musket in the world, if they are attacked by ten worst muskets at the same time, they will still be dead.

"Don't worry, I won't leak the formula of the gunpowder formula." He thought for a while and added: "Bullets can't be sold casually, only those kind and friendly races can get it."

Zhao Mai smiled and hugged the dwarf Sok hard, then went to see his musket.

Because the druid training was about to begin, the dwarf Sok emphasized the natural style when modifying the gun for Zhao Mai. After secretly asking Green for advice, he turned the original flipped blade into two based on the sketch drawn by "Mad Rat", and changed it to a forward push-up slot type for convenience of operation. So, overall, after pushing the blade out, the tip of the gun is like an elephant's teeth.

The musket sight was also carved into an elephant, with at least two ears still in a normal manner. The counterweight was also carefully adjusted to make Zhao Mai adapt as soon as possible. Because there was not enough time, the dwarf would rather apply rune technology to the ivory teeth so that it could become a magic weapon.

Holding this weapon, rubbing the pattern on it, the dwarf hidden in the arabesque anti-slip pattern reads "Dedicated to my mentor, the beacon of guidance, the source of fine gold." Zhao Mai looked over and over again and couldn't stop loving it. "Suoke, such a good gun should have its own name. Soke, what suggestions do you have?"

"How about the elephant?" said the dwarf. "You said my arms were like elephant legs, so I carved an elephant. The picture was painted by Green. I don't know if it looks like it. After all, I have never seen an elephant, so I'm worried..."

"It can't be called an elephant, that's too ordinary. The most powerful ancestor of the elephant clan is mammoth, strong, mighty, and tenacious, and is the king of land. I hope to call the gun the Mammoth M1 Giant Tooth, abbreviated as Mammoth."

"I understand what the Megdoth Beast means, what's going on with m1?"

"There is no point, just to ask the people who hear it." Zhao Mai said to Sok: "If you want more people to recognize you, you must arouse their interest. Just talking about technology can only be limited to craftsmen. For others, you need to learn to package... Forget it, be simple, as long as they can make them curious and constantly ask, they can hear more introductions, right?"

"Yes, why didn't I expect it?" Sok laughed: "The tutor is the tutor."

In this way, after each saying goodbye, Zhao Mai carried the "Mammoth M1 Giant Tooth Beast" on his back and carried a basket of eggs, and followed Joseph to the north and left Neibo Town.
Chapter completed!