The Original Seeker

"boom!"

"boom!"

...

With every shot past, with the sound of shaking the sky, a target will be beaten to dust.

The five cast iron infantry guns that were pushed up easily wiped out more than half of the dozens of targets on the field.

But even with such an effect, it didn't make the boy with cold expression a bit moved.

He raised his hand and patted the air in front of him with a palm, and then filled the school grounds, choking some gunpowder from the sergeant's coughing, and it instantly settled to the ground.

At the same time, the remaining targets that were not broken were also turned into powder in silence.

The destructive power of the cannon smashing the mountains and cracking rocks can't bring any shock at all in this era of extraordinary power, and the casual blow of the bloodline can easily achieve the same effect.

"Do you think that I am overpowering and relying on these things to do my day dream to overthrow the rule of the bloodline family for thousands of years?"

Bai Mo was noncommittal, because he didn't care about the success or failure of this plan, even if the other party was indeed charging towards the windmill with a sword, it didn't matter if the other party was a German-style lunatic.

It's just a scene, it's a success, when it's a comedy, it's a failure, when it's a tragedy, he can leave at any time, at least until now, Bai Mo thinks so.

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"This is a musket. It allows an ordinary child to gain the power to kill the lowest level monsters in the wild." Lu Yuesheng picked up a short gun and skillfully pulled the trigger to smash a rock on the shooting range.

"The ordinary people of Wei can't live without the protection of the bloodliners. Even the weakest monster requires four or five fully armed soldiers to contend.

Once encounter the monster tide, the leader of the bloodline will stop, ordinary people will be a dead end.

But if everyone can hold a gun, and every city has guns, they can slowly get rid of their dependence on the middle and lower classes of the family.

Only when this dependence is gradually lifted, can we begin to turn our guns and rebel against the family.

..."

She spoke out her thoughts little by little.

"Fortunately, a tragedy was staged without the opening." Bai Mo replied endlessly.

"How can his speaking style be so similar to that of people on earth, and I haven't heard of the concept of tragedy in Dawei. It's impossible..."

Lu Yuesheng combined her inexplicable sense of familiarity with Bai Mo and what he had said before, and a conjecture that frightened her suddenly flashed in her mind.

It's just that when she was crossing, the aura on the earth hadn't exploded yet, and it was still the quiet and peaceful modern society.

She couldn't imagine that a monster with a power comparable to the Patriarch of a middle-class family would be born on the earth, and then happened to travel to the world where she was.

"Are you guessing where I came from?" Bai Mo saw the clue from the look in the other's eyes that avoided him.

"No...no!" She was guilty.

He turned his head and glanced at Lu Yuesheng, without saying anything.

"... Dawei has never been monolithic inside. There are many families in the wild, as well as small families who are excluded from the council. They are behind the scenes of several peasant uprising troops.

My idea is to sell firearms to them in large quantities, and use the hands of these insurgents to spread the concept of firearms to the entire Wei Dynasty.

This land of monsters and strangers is rampant, and the martial arts of the land are like grass and mustards. Everyone's desire for power is beyond imagination. Even the family itself cannot dare to impose a gun ban.

With the help of the massive wealth of resources gained from selling firearms, we can take advantage of the chaos in the world, farming in these counties silently, and continue to climb technology, until there is a new turning point. "

This time, Lu Yuesheng deliberately uttered some modern words such as "farming" and "climbing technology", in order to test Baimo in turn.

It's a pity that Bai Mo is still that immutable cold face, she can't see any emotional changes at all, and her temptation is of little use.

"How do you feel that this is more like a male-frequency traverser?" This is Bai Mo's mind at this time.

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"I'm not an idiot. Of course, I know that these things alone cannot deal with people of aristocratic bloodlines who fly to the sky, let alone the endless evil spirits that have contended with them for thousands of years.

However, in this dark age, even if some faint, fleeting sparks are only wiped out in the end, it is worth my effort. "

After working **** this land for nearly two decades, Lu Yuesheng has developed a strong affection for her, and she wants to do something to make the world move in a better direction.

"Maybe there will be people who have sacrificed ten times and one hundred times as much as the'blood tax' and die on the weapons you sold." Bai Mo said in a slightly teasing tone.

He doesn't really care how many people will die. He said this just to see the reaction of the "Queen of Arms" and how she would think of what she did.

"It is always people who kill people, not weapons. I just gave them the right to choose their own destiny.

Is it to continue this desperate cycle, repeat the fate of weeds for thousands of years~www.wuxiaspot.com~ or change the future little by little, and bet on a new era with blood! "

"It's very interesting, it's just killing people and wasting a little bit." Listening to Lu Yuesheng's slightly passionate words, Bai Mo recalled some people who had been on the earth, and then said something inconspicuous.

"waste?"

"Thinking life is a precious thing. It's a waste to ruin so much."

"Think of the soul as precious wealth... This guy is indeed a demon!" She couldn't help but remember the thoughts she had had yesterday.

"Carve this mark on each musket so that I can bring back the souls of those killed by that gun."

While talking, Bai Mo used his fingers to draw a slightly more complicated pattern on the tabletop like a laser engraving.

Rather than let these souls return to the world with death, it would be better to let them fill up in the Nine Nether Realm, one after another empty "planes".

These souls dropped into various man-made worlds will "reincarnate" into different "planes" over and over again, until their soul limits are naturally dissipated.

The virtual world created by Baimo is naturally impossible to surpass the creator's cognition in its fineness.

His purpose of putting these souls is to find out the deficiencies in the rules of the virtual world one by one through the thinking of these souls, and to further improve his understanding of the laws of the real world.

Borrowing fake comprehension and using a virtual world to explore the universe's way of existence and operation laws is Bai Mo's attempt to find the next step forward.

He had learned from Wuzhi's words before that as the concentration and activity of aura continued to decrease, the difficulty of entering the next level would rise linearly.

As in the past, the possibility of finding a breakthrough method by accidental hits and collisions has become even slimmer.