Psychics don't die from gunfire

The implementation location of the "Recasting Plan" is a factory affiliated to a heavy industry armed group.

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On the endless dilapidated land, wind and sand rolled over.

Taking into account the performance testing requirements of heavy weapons and avoiding unnecessary damage, the testing site of this factory was located on the outskirts of Tiandu, that is, on the wasteland.

The climate of the wasteland has always been terrible and changeable, but today was obviously not good. The strong wind carried the gravel and crackled towards the face, and the next moment, the scorching foehn wind burst out and swept away suddenly.

Then the strong wind was burned away, and the gravel turned into ashes.

The world suddenly became clear.

Song Shi rolled down the window and got some air. This car was arranged by the factory and provides one-stop service.

After driving for about twenty minutes, the car stopped.

When Song Shi stepped out of the car, the environment was filled with a strong heat that made the sunlight feel dizzy. However, in his perception, the source of this heat was located hundreds of meters away.

"Coming!"

Someone from the crowd in front shouted out.

"Your Excellency Song Shi, I heard that you are coming. We really want to see 'Nandou' with our own eyes. I didn't stop you." A middle-aged man who looked like a manager walked out quickly and said cautiously: "Look."

"It's out of the way."

Song Shi waved to those people, triggering bursts of cheers. He smiled at the manager: "You helped build this 'Forging Pool', so it's natural for you to watch."

While talking, Song Shi had reached the source of the heat.

On the muddy yellow ground, a steaming deep pit with a radius of more than 20 meters appeared. Standing on the edge and looking down, I could see that at the bottom of the pit, there was a crimson fluid that was constantly churning, reminiscent of boiling blood.

magma.

"The temperature of the mantle's asthenosphere is too high. We originally prepared three ultra-high-temperature-resistant drill bits and planned to dig in." The management explained: "However, Major Danjiang provided an alternative plan with the blessing of psychic energy. His heavy forward is perfect for this kind of work.”

A man wearing a military uniform with a horizontal stripe on his epaulettes stood on the other side of the pit, puffing deeply.

"Don't get me wrong, Wang Chenlie ordered me to try my best to meet your needs." Shanjiang sneered: "In addition, the subsidy for this project is not low, so I came here."

"However, I still have some experience in how to forge weapons." He took a big sip and said soothingly: "Or according to the corporate alliance, it should be called 'psionic weapons'? Anyway, do you want to seek some advice from me? ?”

"Thank you, thank you." Song Shi called out to Chong Shi: "But, actually, I have some experience in forging weapons, so I won't bother."

"Oh?" Shanjiang didn't take it seriously either: "Then I'll wait and see."

"——Your Excellency Song Shi, the raw materials are all here."

At this moment, the manager moved a two-by-two-by-two-meter container. The powerful power of the prosthetic body allowed him to create this amazing scene with his bare hands.

"Zero element crystals, special alloys, and doped element units." The other party opened the container and introduced them one by one: "We have prepared three unit units for each. Feel free to use them."

After hesitating for a moment, he couldn't help but say: "But, do you really not need the assistance of a lathe?"

"The third ring of forging flames cannot be achieved by a platform-building robot, but what's the difficulty in getting a cold weapon?" The single craftsman sneered and shook his head: "Director Zhang, you are watching me repair the heavy front. Without your workshop and engineering equipment, you think we and other cast soldiers must make a big show of it, right?"

"You are wrong." Danjiang smoked heavily: "I am an engineer and a [Transcendence], that's why I did this. This Nandou is different from me."

After Song Shi finished counting the ingredients, he looked at the management man who was still a little dazed and asked, "What do you think psychic weapons are?"

"Uh, ah, the weapons used by psyker units?" The other party was stunned for a moment, and when it came to his professional knowledge, he quickly replied: "A special weapon mixed with zero-element crystals and equipped with psychic adaptability?"

"It's a very standard definition, not wrong." Song Shi snapped his fingers and said with a smile: "By the way, there are still people in the East Continent who still insist on the ancient name of zero-element crystal, spirit stone."

"Yes, although it is not wrong, it is not correct either."

Song Shi picked up a piece of zero-element crystal at random. This piece was close to the size of an egg. It had pure crystal quality and restrained luster. It looked like it was of good quality. It was being sealed in a vacuum tube.

"Well, that's it."

"For example, there are two sword masters. Their swordsmanship is the same and their body functions are the same. They are the control group anyway. They are consistent in all aspects." Song Shi threw up the vacuum tube and caught it again: "Except that the two have different pursuits of swordsmanship."

"The first one firmly believes that all plants, trees, bamboos and stones can be used as swords. A sword is neither inferior nor superior to the plants, trees, bamboos and stones. The second one firmly believes that the body has inherent shortcomings, so it must be compensated with an iron edge."

"Well, why doesn't the second sword master have a prosthetic body implanted?" the man asked cautiously.

"There is no such assumption." Song Shi was silent for a moment: "If you think so, I can't explain it to you."

"Then, these two sword masters will have a battle."

Song Shi said: "But something unexpected happened. In short, the two sword masters now have no swords in their hands and are using their bare hands. Who do you think will win?"

"First place?" the man asked uncertainly.

"Of course the first one will win." Song Shi confirmed his answer: "And it's a violent killing. The first one will violently kill the second one. Don't you think it's strange? They are obviously sword masters of the same level, but now they are gone. After the sword, the gap is so big?"

"Is this a form of restraint? A difference in the direction of specialization?" The man tried to answer with professional knowledge in the field of weapons and equipment: "For example, a hacker who specializes in electronic warfare and a mercenary with a prosthetic body, depending on the combat environment, both sides Is it possible to kill the other party easily? "

"It's still neither wrong nor right." Song Shi shook his head slightly: "The correct answer is, because the sword has different meanings to the two sword masters."

"The first one firmly believes that the sword is not special, and will not be stronger or weaker than grass, wood, bamboo and stone. The second one regards the sword as a weapon that transcends the shackles of the body. Well, according to the academic terminology of the corporate alliance, this is the difference in 'cognition' ”

Song Shi spread his hands: "But I prefer to call it 'meaning'."

"You should have read those weird myths and legends in the Eastern Continent, right? For example, a high-ranking fairy, for one reason or another, had her magical weapon snatched away by a disciple who was far weaker than herself, and in turn beat herself up. Something like this.”

"Ahem." The management man said, "I haven't seen it."

"But on the other hand, there is such a myth in the Eastern Continent. A certain god was careless and lost all his magic weapons. But when the person who got the magic weapon jumped out and said "Jie Jie Jie", the god looked at him and lost it. Killed the opponent."

"Yeah." The management man said, "I've seen this before."

After realizing it, the man's expression suddenly changed, and he murmured: "Because the magic weapon has different meanings to them?"

"That's right." Song Shi nodded: "Huang Hao is known as the 'Fire Sun'. He doesn't rely on external objects, but only relies on his fists to fight against the enemy. But is he weaker than a single craftsman who wields a flying sword and a heavy front?"

"Your mother's explanation is yours. Why did you suddenly involve me?" Shanjiang cursed and said reluctantly: "Yes, I have never defeated Huang Hao."

"But Huang Hao lost to me."

Song Shi shook his head again: "Is it because I held the knife and he used the fist, so he lost? Of course not."

"It has nothing to do with weapons and unarmed, it's just that I'm better than him. I'm used to holding a knife, and he's used to using two fists. It's just a matter of habit, that's all. But if you let me put down my heavy swordsmanship and hit people with my fists, , or let Huang Hao carry a sword or something."

"It's not impossible, but it's awkward. This is serious and will reduce our combat effectiveness."

"A psyker who is fully equipped with psychic weapons is not more noble or more powerful than a psyker who is bare-handed - of course the latter is the same."

"For example, if the first sword master cannot cut through something, the second sword master firmly believes that his sword edge is stronger than the body, so even if the sword master is at the same level and holds the same sword, the second sword master can cut it open."

"Maybe it can broaden your scope, but your height ultimately depends on yourself."

Song Shishi pointed to his heart: "What can really affect the effectiveness of psychic weapons and whether you need psychic weapons is your heart, meaning and cognition."

"So some psykers are fully equipped with weapons, and some psykers are empty."

"This is the psyker."

The young man looked at the man and said with a smile.

"This is the nature of psychic weaponry."