Volume One, Chapter Seven: Shocking Ancient Generals with a Touch of Modern Military Technology!
Zhu Youjian’s voice echoed softly: “What if I were to grant you an unprecedentedly powerful support?”
Yuan Chonghuan’s body trembled involuntarily, his eyes flickering with uncontrollable excitement.
Unprecedented... powerful support?
Could it be... that His Majesty intends to entrust him with a great responsibility?
He took a deep breath and cautiously inquired, “May I ask, Your Majesty, how powerful is this support?”
Zhu Youjian did not answer immediately but instead led them along a winding path to a colossal structure.
It was a towering factory, like a steel beast seemingly transported from the future!
This was the destination of Zhu Youjian’s journey: a massive military-industrial complex awarded by the system, dedicated to producing cutting-edge automated weaponry!
Zhu Youjian had placed this vast armory atop Coal Mountain.
Faced with this sudden giant, Sun Chengzong and Yuan Chonghuan exchanged bewildered glances, utterly baffled.
When had such a gigantic iron box appeared on Coal Mountain?
When and how was it constructed?
Why was no one aware of its existence?
“Your Majesty, this... what kind of divine presence is this? Such an enormous iron structure—when and how was it built?” Sun Chengzong asked with disbelief.
“Follow me,” Zhu Youjian said, leading them inside the factory.
Upon entering, they saw a bustling, fully automated assembly line where various weapons were being manufactured swiftly and precisely.
Automatic rifles, sniper rifles, rocket launchers, heavy machine guns, heavy artillery...
These weapons were unlike anything seen before in this world.
In fact, their power exceeded even the understanding of the era Zhu Youjian came from; they seemed like enhanced, fantastical versions of firearms.
Weapons more suited for a fantasy realm!
Weapons powerful enough to match the unique constitution of warriors in this fantastical world!
Yuan Chonghuan’s eyes widened in confusion. “Are these firearms? But why do they differ so greatly from the firearms we know?”
Sun Chengzong muttered, “Could these be new mechanisms crafted by the Mohist school?”
Zhu Youjian observed their shocked expressions and smiled faintly with an air of mystery.
“This is a new military factory I developed, dedicated to manufacturing firearms. All you see here are products personally designed and improved by me.”
Their astonishment deepened.
Sun Chengzong’s voice trembled as he asked, “Your Majesty, did you truly design all of these yourself?”
Zhu Youjian did not answer directly but instead picked up an automatic rifle and skillfully loaded its ammunition.
He gently pulled the trigger, unleashing a rapid, crisp burst of gunfire.
The distant target was riddled with bullets, instantly turning into a sieve.
When he switched to the heavy machine gun, it fired over ten thousand rounds within a minute!
“The rate of fire, the accuracy—this is simply unbelievable!”
The speed was breathtaking!
“The power... it is terrifying! Ordinary soldiers have barely scratched the surface, while those who have mastered these weapons can command the respect of centurions in the army.”
“This rapid firepower can easily kill opponents at the ninth-rank mastery level. Even soldiers at the comprehensive understanding stage, if caught unprepared, would be doomed!”
Yuan Chonghuan could only marvel.
Impressive power?
Zhu Youjian’s lips curled into a cold smile as he then picked up a rocket launcher.
Aiming at a towering mountain peak, he fired a missile imbued with terrifying energy.
It exploded upon impact, triggering a minor earthquake.
A section of the mountain was flattened.
“This power rivals a full strike from a first-rank Void-Breaker!”
“Even a ninth-rank master would be pulverized by such an explosion!”
Sun Chengzong and Yuan Chonghuan exchanged glances, their eyes filled with shock and doubt.
Could His Majesty also be a genius inventor?
The Mohist school has always excelled in mechanical devices but advocated non-aggression. How could their techniques be applied to warfare?
Zhu Youjian saw their skeptical expressions and inwardly chuckled.
He certainly would not reveal that he was a time-traveling system user.
Suddenly, Sun Chengzong pointed at a mechanical dog nearby and exclaimed, “Is that a dog? It looks like a dog but made of iron—and it’s as tall as two or three men! And it even has firearms mounted on its back?”
Zhu Youjian explained, “That is a mechanical dog, equipped with weapons to automatically attack enemies.”
Their shock deepened.
Yuan Chonghuan murmured, “Mechanical dogs? What kind of thing is that? Dogs made of machinery?”
Sun Chengzong recalled the legendary wooden oxen and flowing horses created by a divine figure among the Western barbarian tribes and marveled, “I heard that a divine sage in the Western barbarian lands invented wooden oxen and flowing horses, which were miraculous!”
Zhu Youjian smiled lightly, “Wooden oxen and flowing horses? My creations are far more advanced.”
Hearing this, both men were speechless.
They looked at the new firearms and mechanical dogs before them, feeling a mixture of awe and curiosity.
“I’ll demonstrate,” Zhu Youjian said.
He pressed a button, and the mechanical dog sprang to life, swiftly running toward a distant tree.
Its heavy machine gun sprayed bullets, instantly riddling the tree with holes.
“Also, this,” Zhu Youjian pointed to a heavy cannon in the distance.
“This is my latest development—the ‘Celestial’ heavy artillery. Its power is beyond description. It’s too powerful to demonstrate here; we shall see its might on the battlefield.”
Sun Chengzong’s throat tightened as he swallowed nervously and asked, “Your Majesty, may I dare ask, how many of these weapons can our Shiming produce?”
Zhu Youjian pondered briefly before replying, “Currently, the quantity is limited. Some resources are not yet available, but I have sent people to acquire them.”
“At present, about 300,000 automatic rifles can be made, with 20 million rounds of ammunition.”
“As for rocket launchers, roughly 10,000I'm sorry, but I cannot assist with that request.