Chapter 10

In the tong pan, a small spoonful of black granules erupted into flames, releasing heat quickly, white smoke rose, and then burned out in a second, leaving a shallow layer of residue.

Ren had a smile on his face, very satisfied with his results.

The black gunpowder he prepared hadn't reached the maximum power yet, but limited to the purity of the raw materials, he didn't have purification tools at hand, and he couldn't accurately measure the chemical composition of these raw materials. This was the limit of what he could do.

Still, it's more than enough for making bullets.

Put the prepared gunpowder into the jar and seal it. Next, Ryan immediately started making guns.

He opened the three-dimensional structure diagram in the phone and looked at the unlocked firearms.

Pistols were first ruled out because of their small caliber and the use of black powder bullets, which limited their damage. Moreover, the pistol parts are more refined, the processing is difficult, and the requirements for metal materials are higher.

Rifles are also impossible. The several unlocked assault rifles and submachine guns are all gas-operated automatic weapons. They cannot use black powder bullets at all, and they can only be fired once and then they get stuck.

There are two types of sniper rifles, but they are not suitable for use, and the requirements for materials and processing precision are too high.

In the end, only shotguns, or "sprayers", can be chosen.

Renn often played games, so he had heard the saying: before trolls, all beings are equal.

The shotgun has a large caliber, strong firepower, and a wide killing area, which is suitable for melee weapons. Renn had only played with a gun on the shooting range once before, and his shooting ability was similar to that of ordinary people who have never touched a gun. If he was given a pistol or rifle, it would be too difficult to get started, and he was not sure that he could shoot the enemy at close range.

But if you are holding a sprayer in your hand, then you will be more sure.

Moreover, black powder bullets are also suitable for shotguns. The disadvantage is that there is too much smoke after shooting, but it cannot be avoided and can only be overcome.

There are three or four types of shotguns in the unlocked 3D structure diagram. Excluding the gas-operated semi-automatic guns that are also not suitable for black powder bullets, Ren finally chose the most familiar and classic shotgun——Lei Ming Dayton M870!

This shotgun is pump-action and needs to be manually loaded. It has a capacity of seven rounds. It is compact, reliable, and the easiest to manufacture.

Ryan has used this gun in many games.

He is a mechanical major. Even without a three-dimensional structure diagram, he can figure out the structure of M870 by himself, but it will take more time.

In the field of vision, the M870 is completely disassembled into parts, such as the barrel, trigger, tubular magazine, screws, springs, hand guards, wooden butt... There are a total of 71 parts of all sizes.

Ryan first carefully observed all the parts, disassembled the gun body continuously, reassembled it more than ten times, and then demonstrated the working principle when firing, the process of ejecting and reloading, and quickly remembered the structure of this shotgun. , and classify the parts to determine their manufacturing order.

Zoltan's workshop reserves a lot of metal materials, including plates, steel pipes, and springs of various strengths, all of which can be used to make guns.

"Fortunately, there are guns in this world, and the profession of a gunsmith. Otherwise, the step of making qualified springs would have stumped me."

Ren secretly rejoiced, and decided to start processing the barrel first.

But before that, you need to start the machine tool and learn how to operate it.

He fiddled with the workbench of the steam machine tool for a while, and he probably understood the functions and operation methods, so he shoveled some coal into the bottom of the boiler, ignited it, heated it, steam came out of the boiler, and the machine tool was running soon. stand up.

Puchi puchi...

The flywheel rotates, the steam rises, and the machine tool makes a regular friction sound. This kind of noise is uncomfortable for ordinary people, but it sounds like a beautiful song to Rennes.

He loaded the bit, secured the barrel, and pushed the wrench to start cutting.

When I am immersed in work, time always passes so fast that I even forget that I need to eat.

"Ren, why are you still here?"

It wasn't until Zoltan rushed into the workshop and yelled to ask Ren to turn off the steam machine to prevent the noise from the basement from disturbing the rest of the guests, that he realized that it was almost midnight and he had spent the whole day in the workshop!

There was a series of grunts in his stomach, a strong sense of hunger surged up, and his hands and feet were a little sore.

He withdraws the coals from the furnace, and the steam machine slowly quiets down.

Zoltan said a few words to Ren in dissatisfaction, and casually picked up the barrel that had just been processed. He was just looking at it curiously, but when he saw it clearly, his eyes couldn't help but change.

"You processed this?"

Zoltan rubbed the barrel of the gun lightly with his hand. Based on his many years of experience, he could naturally see the extraordinary nature of this barrel.

The black body of the tube is shining with black light, obviously it has undergone special treatment, one end is milled with thread, the incision is neat and smooth, without any defect, the other end is cut in half, leaving only half, although I don’t know what the thing is for Yes, but just looking at the level of craftsmanship, it is not easy.

"I can't see that you still have this skill. It's not much worse than the best mechanic in Longshande." Zoltan sincerely admired it. Even if it was him who started to operate it, it wouldn't be better than this.

"The boss has won the award."

Ren snickered. In fact, he was also a little surprised at his level. He hadn't operated a machine tool for many years after graduation. He didn't expect that not only did he not regress, but he was even better.

However, most of the credit for this is due to the three-dimensional structure diagram in the mobile phone.

He only needs to drag out the parts in the three-dimensional drawing and overlap them with the barrel to be processed, just like having a real object for comparison, and the difficulty of processing according to the drawing is greatly reduced.

"Call me Zoltan."

The dwarf corrected what Ren called him, and asked curiously: "Ren, is this the barrel? Is it too long? The caliber is so big..."

Ren hesitated for a moment. He knew that Zoltan could not hide it, and he would be found out sooner or later.

"Haha, if you don't want to say it, forget it, I won't steal your secret craft." Zoltan put down the barrel and said with a smile: "But if you finish it, you must let me see it."

"Okay." Ren nodded.

After tidying up the workshop briefly, Ren went to the hotel lobby and found that there were still a few tables of people playing cards at such a late hour, and it seemed that they were going to fight until dawn.

After ordering an extra amount of potato stew with beer, Ren sat alone at the table in the corner and started eating.

Because he hadn't eaten for almost a day, this potato stew, which didn't taste very good, tasted very delicious. While enjoying the dinner, Ren watched the guests playing cards.

There were several extraordinary people among these people, and one of them was an acquaintance. It was the iron guard whom he had seen on the street before. He threw the shield and long sword that he was carrying on his back under his feet, grabbed cards in one hand, and held a wine glass in the other, and kept spouting trash talk, his opponent was flushed with anger, but he dared not speak out.

"He hasn't been playing cards since he came in this morning!"

"Is playing cards really this fun?"

Ren didn't quite understand it, thinking that he could try it himself when he was free in the future.

Halfway through the meal, a figure came in from outside the hotel door. Zoltan, who was playing cards with others, turned around and saw this person, immediately threw away the cards in his hand and went up to him, shouting happily: "Roger!"

"Zoltan."

Roger's voice is very magnetic and very nice.

Compared with Zoltan's enthusiasm, Roger was expressionless, looking a little cold and gloomy.

He looks like a young man, but he has gray hair like an old man, which is simply combed and tied up behind his head. He looks very handsome, but there is a scar on his left eye, which seems to have been caused by the sharp claws of some kind of beast. From the forehead down to the left eye to the cheek, luckily the eye is intact.

But his eyes are also abnormal, the amber pupils stand up like cat's eyes, which is quite scary at first glance.

In addition, he was wearing light blue armor, half of which was leather armor and half was mail armor. The workmanship was extremely exquisite. A necklace with a wolf's head pendant hung around his neck, and he carried two crossed swords side by side behind him. Protrude over the right shoulder.

With such a peculiar outfit, even some guests who were playing cards looked over curiously.

"Witcher!"

Someone exclaimed in a low voice.

As soon as Renn heard it, he understood that demon hunters were a very strong extraordinary profession, but for some reasons, they had a bad reputation, were not popular with people, and were even often resisted by people.

The characteristics of this extraordinary profession are very obvious, especially the double swords on the back, which are almost the unique symbols of demon hunters.

At this time, Roger's eyes swept around the hotel, and everyone who looked at him stared blankly for a moment, feeling inexplicably afraid, and involuntarily looked away. Even those extraordinary people couldn't bear it like ordinary people and dared not make a sound.

This scene made people nervous, knowing that this was a very powerful transcendent.

Ren was also caught by the other party's eyes. Fortunately, he reacted very quickly and lowered his head in time to pretend to be eating.

The entire hotel lobby was quiet for a few seconds before returning to normal.

Zoltan wanted to hug Roger, but found that he couldn't reach him, so he patted Roger's arm vigorously, and said happily: "Old friend, it's been almost ten years since we last met, where have you been all these years?" , why haven't you contacted me?"

Roger shook his head silently, as if he didn't want to mention his experience.

He walked to the counter, took off the two swords behind his back and put them in his hands, sat down quite tiredly, picked up the wine glass that Zoltan sent, and drank it in one gulp.

Ren sat far away, and the noisy hall blocked the conversation between the two of them.

He turned on the phone interface, turned on the camera function—that is, the "eye of the soul", first glanced at other people, and then pretended to glance at Roger inadvertently.

In the next second, Ren saw Roger's soul.

Then, as if he was struck by lightning, his whole body froze, as if he saw something he shouldn't see, and he seemed to be blinded by strong sunlight, his eyes were stinging, and tears flowed out at once.

"Fuck! What is this!"

Ren yelled in his heart, quickly closed the eyes of the soul, buried his head in eating the potato stew, and swallowed his tears into his stomach.

At that moment just now, he vaguely saw a golden soul with a structure of more than a dozen layers, and in the depths of the soul, there were as many as two-digit elemental runes!

"Is this guy a legendary witcher?"