amaotonovel Chapter 165: Magic Cannon
Chapter 165: Magic Cannon
What Ivan drew on the paper was actually a modified mortar.
Although there are a lot of short videos about military weapons, it is still too difficult for this useless young man to build an airplane and tank in another world.
However, Alvin could still tinker with this simple structure by making a fragmentation shell specifically for restraining infantry and then firing it with a mortar.
As for why everyone didn't just switch to small rifles...it's because Ivan couldn't remember what the trigger looked like.
Besides, you haven't seen an orc wielding a baseball bat like a whirlwind -
With that kind of airtight tactics, even Maxim wouldn't be able to do anything to him.
Asking Dagna, who was squatting outside the door, to help him move the rare steel hidden in Soi's room to the snow at the foot of the city wall, Ivan began to tinker with his design.
But this guy's craftsmanship was so poor that he couldn't even make a normal gun barrel after using [Frost Shaping] for a long time.
Either the barrel is thick at the top and thin at the bottom, or it has many twists and turns inside.
Finally, I went with Lian to see the perverted Frey, who used a few spells to tinker with a decent mold and finally made a rare steel gun barrel.
Holding an industrial part that looked like it was made by Blue Star's precision instruments, Ivan looked at Frey Xingge in disbelief. This pretty girl had never been known to be a science and engineering girl...
As for why this is so, we have to start from the time when Frey underwent the resurrection ceremony.
As mentioned before, after being "polluted" by Evan, Geumsh's mind mutated and brought this little girl some new gadgets - special skills.
What is the magic trick?
In Blue Star terms, it's geometry, physics, and calculus...
After this beautiful girl woke up, a lot of knowledge about lines, tension, and structure suddenly popped up in her mind - it came from the extremely powerful subconscious of a time traveler.
So when she saw Alvin playing with mud with Xigang, this little girl, who was not yet an adult physically and mentally, suddenly felt the urge to show off.
She used several tightly constructed air force fields and, referring to Ivan's ghostly structural diagram, created a magic mold that far exceeded the original drawing.
On the surface, Ivan was praising the magical power of the elf girl, but in his heart he began to feel lucky to have found another chosen worker. So he simply asked Frey Starsong to build the mortar's barrel and shell components.
Anyway, the air force field lasts only half a quarter of an hour, so there is still plenty of time to make a bunch of rare steel gun barrel parts and a bunch of molds specifically for shell parts.
Sitting on the ground next to a pile of metal parts, Ivan began to assemble the cannon. Frey, who had full marks in spell ability but negative marks in hands-on ability, was of no use at this time.
So Alvin asked her to think about whether there was any material that could be as flammable and explosive as gunpowder.
“Inflammable and explosive?
The dwarves seem to have a yellow powder called smoke powder...
But only the dwarves know how to mix those powders..."
"It doesn't sound very useful at first glance. If the dwarves had gunpowder, at least they could bite back when the half-dragons attack them."
"...Well, that seems to be true...
The flints in the wasteland... well, that won't work either. Once those stones are lit, they are hard to extinguish...
Why not just use Fireball..."
"Because I need the explosion to generate a huge thrust, and then push these shells to a place thousands of meters away... Wait a minute -"
Irvin looked at the thin steel casing of the shell in his hand.
The thick end of the carrot-shaped shell is where the explosives are placed. Ivan plans to fill it with explosives and gold-plated fragmentation steel balls.
The thinner end was supposed to be filled with propellant to provide the power to launch the shell.
But why not use [Fireball]...
Ivan's eyes suddenly lit up, a look of extreme excitement that frightened Frey next to him.
As expected, this human pervert first touched Frey Xingge's head with his hand, then pinched the elf's little face, and then ran away shouting words like "genius", "academic nerd", "science and engineering girl".
Leaving behind was a pretty elf with her whole body stiff, and a short half-elf with an angry face and frizzy hair.
“Human perversion!
Are you doing this to my sister? "
……
[Fireball], a third-level arcane spell, is a representative spell of beginner mages and even most mages.
Once in the Third Age, some human wizards founded churches in the name of [Fireball Magic] - such as the Great Fireball Cult, the Five Fireball Cult, and so on.
Of course, in the end, there was no such thing as a Fireball God.
This spell is so iconic because of its massive destructive power and wide attack range.
Some high-level mages will skillfully use the explosive damage of fireball to deal a fatal blow to their opponents in their battles.
After realizing that this thing was arcane magic and that Frey was probably the only one in the base who could cast it, Alvin ran back happily.
As a result, a moon elf who thought she could no longer wash herself clean hid in her Oak Apartment and cried loudly.
Alvin, who was unaware of the situation, could feel the vibration caused by the sound waves through the door.
With no other options, he had to slip back under the wall and continue assembling various gadgets.
"Ivan? What are you doing hiding here by yourself... Is this rare steel?"
Todd, smoking a meerschaum pipe, ended today's forest activities.
Although he has been separated from the defense team, this newly promoted mid-level druid is now one of the few high-end combat forces in the base.
Unlike academic spellcasters like Frey and Soi, Todd had risen through the ranks through battles both large and small.
If this mid-level druid were to fight Frey, who is a high-level druid, the pretty girl would most likely not last more than three moves.
"Yes, rare steel...
Isn’t it that half-dragons have appeared on the Spine of the World? That escapist Bol is planning to take us away!
I'll tinker with something new that can kill half-dragons..."
"Half-dragon! My God, it's these unkillable monsters again!
……
Are you saying that the rare steel you tinkered with can kill those foreign creatures?"
Todd put the pipe in his mouth, squatted down like Ivan, picked up a shell casing and looked at it.
"This texture... this smoothness... how did you achieve this?"
After Alvin finished assembling the last mortar, he placed the strangely shaped metal pipe on the ground, with the muzzle reaching his chest.
"Hey, it's that little girl Fulei who made a mold out of the air force field...
By the way, Todd, I remember that you can also use two arcane spells, right?"
"Hmm? Yes, I know some evocation spells."
"Vegetarian? Never mind whether it's vegetarian or meaty. Do you know how to cast fireball?"
"Doing the final adjustments to the mortar," Ivan asked casually.
Todd is a druid after all. No matter how proficient he is in the arcane, he may not know as much as Frey, a professional mage.
"Fireball, you mean this?"
Familiar rap sounded in his ears, and Todd's fingers moved rapidly, like Kakashi making hand seals.
Overclocking spellcasting is the specialty of this spell-specializing druid. It took less than one-third of Frey's time for a ball of raging flame to appear in Todd's palm.
Unfortunately, the thirty-year-old man, who was ready to put on a proud expression and wait for exclamations, found that Ivan was concentrating on playing with the thin steel pipe and didn't even look at him.