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Chapter 266 Look at our baby

The dwarf proudly took out his treasure, which was a dark red leather case. Xu Zhi vaguely felt that it was a bit like the old green leather's collection of war slings, except that this dwarf took out a bigger one.

"This is my latest research and development of a dual-core war sling. It can shoot two stone pellets at one time. Not only can the number of stone pellets be increased, but the attack power is also significantly enhanced. It can be used to rob homes and make a fortune... In short, it is very powerful."

The dwarf wisely changed his usual rhetoric. This was because he had to pay attention to his image in front of His Excellency Mistbarma.

"I used the best tiger tendon for the throwing belt, which has a very strong tension. When the string is fully stretched, it can shoot a super long distance of 80 meters."

"And the Mingguang Stone Pills that I polished by myself are smooth, round, and durable. They can be reused at least dozens of times."

The dwarf took out the matching attack stone pellets from the box. The stone pellets were like pearls, and the whole body was translucent. As the dwarf said, they were smooth and round.

"He is Little Zack, a halfling, a very famous tool master."

Someone in the audience exclaimed.

The dwarf turned his head and waved.

"I just know how to make some war slings. I'm not a master."

Little Zach had a happy expression on his face. He didn't expect that someone would recognize him in this situation. This was very embarrassing.

"Let's demonstrate," the djinn said. He bowed and looked at Mistbarma. When he saw the bored expression on his master's face, he already knew what to do.

Is it important to shoot one or two stone pellets at a time with a war sling? Why not waste two if you can just buy two?

Misterbama thought for a moment and watched little Zach's demonstration in boredom. After all, he wanted to give others a chance to show off his talent.

Little Zach carefully stuck the Mingguang Stone Pill onto the holster of the war sling. He looked left and right, looking for the target.

It would be great if a bird passed by. Zach thought for a long time and finally decided to shoot into the sky. Firstly, he could see the height, and secondly, he would not hurt anyone.

Two white lights flew from Zach's hand like arrows, flying straight to the top of the castle in the clouds.

Although little Zach was short, his hands were really strong. Xu Zhi saw that the stone pill flew up at least fifty or sixty meters before it started to turn around and fall down.

Even Mister Bama also looked at the flight point of the two stone pellets.

"not bad"

He said lazily, and then saw the stone ball making a wonderful parabola and falling down.

"Based on the trajectory, we can roughly estimate it."

Xu Zhi hadn't finished the calculation in his mind when a bright light stone pill had already fallen on the lower body of the djinn, and another one hit Mister Bama without any hesitation.

"Fuck"

Before Misterbama had time to react, a burst of light automatically flashed around his body, and various protective magics poured out.

White light, yellow light, green light, red light, blue light, Misterbama instantly formed the halo mage. He stood up tremblingly, pinched the bright light stone pill on his head, and touched his slightly swollen forehead.

One-finger Halfling Little Zach.

"If you dare to assassinate me, arrest me."

Two djinn floated out and flew up with the little dwarf on their backs.

"It's unfair, it's unfair."

Little Zack's calves were kicking wildly. The castle in the clouds has magic restrictions and the altar cannot be opened. Even if he wants to leave through the contract, there is no way.

"Send him to the Temple of Rio and force him to copy the Belan Sutra twenty times."

Misterbama ordered the punishment for little Zach, and the little dwarf suddenly flew away in the clouds and was carried by the djinn.

"so poor"

“It’s already good if you haven’t beheaded.”

"If you copy the Belan Sutra twenty times, it shouldn't take two years."

The two dwarves muttered and discussed.

The first treasure presenter was obviously not an auspicious start, and the second one came on stage.

This is a red dwarf, with red skin all over his body, and he is short. Xu Zhi doesn't know what word is more suitable for him.

"Look at that red dwarf" Jia Yaoting shouted.

"Bah, the black dwarf who is mining."

The red dwarf's hearing was extremely sensitive, and he immediately launched a verbal counterattack, but the treasure presentation was more important, so he cursed several times in a low voice before going to take out his treasure.

"Dear Misterbama, my name is Berg, and today I bring you my original revolving shooting gun, the only one in the world."

Red Dwarf Berg proudly took out his favorite thing, a simple automatic shooting device with a 360-degree rotating muzzle, and the Red Dwarf took out two more black projectiles.

"As long as you press this switch and cooperate with my revolving muzzle, you don't need to turn your body. You can hit wherever you want."

He has completed building the overall device of the spinning gun. Now, he only needs to do the test. Compared with the halfling Zach, the red dwarf Berg is obviously smarter. He brought two targets, one at the front and one at the front.

Place it on the left side.

"Is this the prototype of a gun?"

Xu Zhi looked at what the red dwarf Berg was holding. According to his understanding, the red dwarfs are a very intelligent and creative race. They are good at developing various machines and making puppets. Unexpectedly, they have even made guns now. This

This is going against the grain.

Thinking about the advantages of thermal weapons, Xu Zhi felt that the world was becoming more dangerous.

"Bang"

A shot was fired, and the target brought by the red dwarf Berg shattered into pieces.

It was a gunpowder explosion that Xu Zhi had not seen for a long time, and it was also a certain substance that was lacking in the real world. Thinking about the development of bullets, Xu Zhi's heart was filled with enthusiasm. Just like the artificial satellite project, Xu Zhi suppressed his thoughts with all his strength.

That's not something a newbie like him can play with.

Berg smiled proudly. Misterbama was obviously very interested in his treasure and even clapped his hands.

This made him very motivated, and he turned the muzzle of the revolving gun around with great interest. Now, he was facing forward and shooting at the target on the left.

"Please watch carefully, how I shoot forward, but the shot is to my left. This is also the biggest secret of my swivel shooting gun."

What Red Dwarf Berg didn't say is that the biggest secret of this roundabout shooting gun is actually the ammunition. An explosive ammunition is the most important. Compared with traditional fire barrel explosives, landmines and other explosives, he has concentrated it to the extreme.

, just a small ball.

"Watch the target"

The red dwarf muttered loudly, drawing everyone's attention to the target on the left again.

"Bang"

A shot was fired, and the red dwarf Berg fell down.

"No, this red dwarf shot himself to death."

Jiabusi shouted loudly that the two brothers were closest to the red dwarf, and it would be their turn to play in the next wave. They were the first to notice something strange happened to the red dwarf.

Everyone came forward, watched, and crowded, but the djinn were dispatched to maintain order.

"Press your chest hard. If Jia wants to stand up, give him artificial respiration quickly."

"Artificial respiration is useless, my head is smashed."

Jia Yaoting looked at the red dwarf with a bloody head and couldn't stop talking. Berg's work demonstrates that he killed himself.

There are no angels in the Cloud Castle. If you die, your soul will truly return to heaven. The magic of reincarnation has been lost since ancient times. Nowadays, only angels still have some instinctive magic power and can be barely resurrected.

"It is a pity that we have lost a master producer."

Misterbama was silent for a while, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

After collecting a considerable tip, the tavern owner whispered: Thank you for passing the rescue, and I can reward you with 100 small pieces of wood.


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