A loud noise echoed through the mountain forest, and a boulder as tall as a man shook violently, and then shattered into countless rubbles and scattered everywhere.
Dozens of big trees around also trembled, and the yellow leaves that had refused to fall all winter finally fell down one after another, mixing with the sand and gravel in the sky and rolling in all directions.
"cough!"
"Cough cough cough!"
The crowd of onlookers stretched out their hands to cover their mouths and noses, but their eyes were filled with excitement as they watched this scene.
That's right.
This is the "test explosion site" for the new type of gunpowder that was just developed by the Tiangong Bureau.
And the new year kicked off with the earth-shattering "firecrackers".
...
"Sir! What do you think?"
Next to him, the Minister of Works, who is responsible for managing all matters of the Tiangong Bureau, said with excitement: "This new explosive is three to four times more powerful than the previous one!"
"As long as the yield is enough, even a third-level martial artist can be killed!"
"Even if there is only one cup, the detonation power after detonation is enough to kill ordinary soldiers!"
"Such power can already be used on the battlefield! It will definitely catch the thieves off guard..."
The old man with shriveled skin was spitting and talking very excitedly.
He praised this "new gunpowder" so much, not because he wanted to take credit, but because he really felt that this thing could play some role in the upcoming war.
As for whether it met Wei Changtian's expectations...
"Yes, Not Bad."
The three words he spoke calmly showed that Wei Changtian was not particularly satisfied with the power of this new gunpowder.
He looked at the scene after the explosion from a distance and recalled the weight of the large barrel of gunpowder.
It feels just average!
Although it is true that as the Minister of Industry and Commerce said, as long as the yield is enough, this thing should be able to kill even a middle-level and third-level warrior.
But how much is enough?
According to this, the previous gunpowder can also do it, but it requires a larger yield.
What's the point of killing an elephant if there are too many ants? What I want is one ant in exchange for an elephant.
Forget it.
It would be good to make progress.
Besides, even with its current power, it is almost enough to be widely used in wars.
"Master Min."
Turning to look at the Minister of Industry, Wei Changtian asked slowly: "How stable is this new gunpowder? Is it not easy to transport?"
"Don't worry, sir, the Tiangong Bureau has already done testing on this matter."
Minister Min quickly replied: "As long as it is not exposed to open fire, there will be no problem no matter how hard it is squeezed or beaten."
"And the Tiangong Bureau can also build a specially designed carriage for transporting gunpowder, which will definitely minimize the risk!"
"OK."
Nodding, Wei Changtian pondered for a moment and then ordered: "In that case, immediately send more manpower to start mass production of this new gunpowder."
"There is no upper limit for the time being. We can produce as much as we can while ensuring safety."
"In addition, research and development cannot stop. People will continue to try to prepare new more powerful gunpowder formulas. At the same time, steam engines must continue to be built."
"These are the keys to whether we can repel the thieves in the future!"
"Yes! I understand!"
There was a strong smell of saltpetre and sulfur in the wind. Upon hearing this, Minister Min immediately bowed and accepted the order.
He quietly glanced at Wei Changtian who was thoughtful, and then asked in a low voice:
"Master Wei, this new gunpowder hasn't been named yet, why don't you..."
"casual."
Wei Changtian was too lazy to think about whether these things existed, so he said casually: "If it doesn't work, just call it black powder."
"yes!"
"Well, please clean up this place. Your Majesty and I will leave first."
"Congratulations, sir!"
"Congratulations to Your Majesty!"
"..."
Amidst the shouts and shouts, Wei Changtian and Ning Yuke quickly left the "test explosion site" together and went to the workshop set up by the Tiangong Bureau in the mountains.
Qingxian, on the other hand, has been following the two of them.
"Master Wei, the power of this black gunpowder is terrifying."
There was some surprise in her beautiful eyes, it seemed that Qingxian didn't mean to say any more polite words.
In this demon king's opinion, or in most people's minds, only warriors can be killed.
But the emergence of "black powder" means the birth of another extremely destructive force besides "internal force".
And this power can be harnessed by anyone.
This is very scary.
Because this means that the gap between "practitioners" and "ordinary people" is being greatly narrowed.
The former is no longer a superior being, and the latter also has the means to break through the "innate barrier".
If the Tiangong Bureau really develops firearms such as muskets and artillery in the future, even if it cannot completely subvert the current power system, it will definitely change the world significantly.
Even if there is another "Mo Jia" or "Gunpowder Jia" spiritual school, it is uncertain.
Of course, all this happened a long time ago.
For a war that is already close at hand, it is good to be able to use black powder to cause a certain amount of damage in the simplest way.
"..."
"It's okay, but the power is actually less than I expected."
Riding a big maroon horse on the mountain road, Wei Changtian turned to look at Qing Xian, who was also riding a horse.
There was also a sedan carrying behind the two of them, and sitting in it was Ning Yuke.
Without further discussing the issue of black powder, Wei Changtian reined in his horse and leaned in the direction of Qingxian, lowering his voice and asked:
"Senior Qingxian, Tianling's matter..."
"Oh, I have taught Ning Nuwa all the techniques."
Qingxian knew what he was going to ask and didn't hide it: "Ning Nuwa practices every day. Based on this progress, it is estimated that she will be able to reach great success in half a year."
"Really? That means..."
Wei Changtian looked back at the royal sedan, his expression unchanged: "In half a year, as long as she wants, she can transform into a heavenly spirit at any time?"
"yes."
"..."
In half a year, as long as Ning Yuke wants to, she will become an immortal "fairy".
Not only can he succeed Qing Xian as the Demon King, but he will also have the strength of the second grade.
But the price is that you will forget other memories except "Tian Ling"...
Although Ning Yuke had previously stated that he would not be so anxious to become a heavenly spirit, but would follow Wei Changtian's wishes.
But when the time comes, the decision will still be in her own hands.
She really wants to change and no one can stop her.
"Okay, I get it."
Nodding silently, Wei Changtian asked in a low voice: "There have been no problems so far, right?"
"No."
Qingxian shook his head: "According to Ning Nuwa herself, except for the occasional itching, everything else is as usual."
"Itchy?"
Wei Changtian was a little confused: "Is this normal?"
"I don't know. After all, those people and monsters I found before can only feel pain. Even if it is really itchy, they can't notice it."
Qingxian didn't seem too worried: "Young master, don't worry. As long as Ning Nuwa can bear the itch, nothing will go wrong."
"Fine......"
The breeze blew through the forest, and Wei Changtian didn't ask any more questions.
itch......
Could it be that because Ning Yuke felt no pain, it turned into itching?