The members of the game Group of Ten Thousand Worlds are all myself

Chapter 172

"Master Xia Yu, do you still want to experiment?"

In a dilapidated flat ground surrounded by traces of scorched black holes, a man in armor stood beside a young man in haori and asked softly.

"Experiment, I must know what went wrong!"

Xia Yu's face was a little ugly. This is the first time he has experimented, but he just can't get a stable artillery.

Obviously, the red army in the inner government can produce stable hand-held artillery, but he can't even produce the kind of artillery that is placed on the ground and ignited.

If you can't get it out, then the Weiming country is really going to perish.

Following Xia Yu's order, the roaring sounded again and again, and after a long time, the inventory of shells had been emptied.

"Okay, let's do it this time."

This experiment still did not find any problems, Xia Yu waved his hand wearily.

Obviously he has produced stable gunpowder far beyond this era, but the design of the artillery is just unsuccessful, every time it either explodes or duds.

If he can't make this battlefield weapon in the remaining few years, then he can only try to improve the matchlock gun.

Alas, he has restored everything from soap to high-grade liquor, so why is it that the weapons are not successful.

The sullen Xia Yu walked towards his workshop, where there were drawings he had drawn, and he wanted to find out what was wrong.

But before he entered the workshop, a woman in a kimono suddenly stopped him and said worriedly.

"Master Xia Yu, you really need to rest. If this continues, your body will not be able to bear it."

Looking at the woman with coiled hair, a red dress and a black kimono, Xia Yu raised his tired eyes and waved his hands.

"It's okay, Yongzhen, I know my body, so don't worry."

Hearing what Xia Yu said, the worry in Yongzhen's eyes increased instead of diminishing, and she could already hear the deep exhaustion in Xia Yu's voice.

As a doctor, she knows very well that if this continues, the other party will definitely collapse due to prolonged exhaustion.

"No, Master Xia Yu, you must go to rest!"

After all, Yongzhen didn't wait for Xia Yu's rebuttal, stretched out his hand to take his arm, and walked towards Xia Yu's room.

Xia Yu tried to twitch his arm, but found that he could not resist Yongzhen's strength at all, so he smiled wryly and did not resist.

As expected of a sword learner, this strength is much stronger than him, obviously he has also been training.

After a while, Xia Yu, who was forcibly pushed into the room, looked at the closed door and could only lie helplessly on the bed, but he couldn't fall asleep because of his anxiety.

It has been more than ten years since I came to this world, but this is the first time I am so anxious. If I knew it, I would have developed weapons earlier.

Procrastination is really bad.

He knows this world, after all Weiming Country, a fictional country only exists in that game, and he also met the invincible founder of Weiming Sword Art, Weiming Yixin.

Not only that, he is also the adopted grandson of Wei Ming Yixin, just like Wei Ming Xianichiro.

Speaking of which, Xiao Yilang is still his elder brother, although the three of them are not related by blood.

In fact, according to the convention, he should be called Natsujiro Weiming, but under his strong request, he still kept the original name.

Seeing that he was so tough and that he was not a stubborn old man himself, Wei Ming agreed to his request.

That's why he was able to live in Weiming's country under the name of Xia Yu.

He and Xianichiro are responsible for one article and one martial arts in Weiming. Xianichiro learns various kendo moves and goes to the battlefield to make contributions.

He was in charge of the paperwork and made some decisions, but he was not looked down upon among the high-ranking martial arts Weiming.

This is not because he is Wei Ming Yixin's adopted grandson, but because he experimented with distillation and successfully brewed high-grade liquor, which happened to hit the hearts of all Wei Ming's senior executives.

From Wei Ming Yixin to doctor Daoxuan, there is no one who does not like to drink. The wine he brews has directly become one of the favorite wines of all Wei Ming's senior officials.

Afterwards, he also slowly came up with some things that can be invented by ordinary methods, such as soap soap, earthen cement and fine salt.

If it weren't for the conditions, he would have wanted to get the glass out.

Because of his invention, Wei Mingguo's life is more nourishing.

But he also knows that this kind of nourishing life won't last long, because later on, the inner government army will come to attack Wei Ming until Wei Ming destroys the country.

The beginning of all this was the invasion of the Hirata mansion by the Inner Palace, and then the older generation of Wei Ming's high-level officials died in battle and fell ill.

Three years later, Miko Kurō's ninjas will escape from the dungeon and kill all the masters of Weiming in just a few days.

Xia Yu knew about this scene in the later period, but he was not nervous, because the success of the previous invention led him to think conceitedly that only a mere artillery was like that.

As long as a stable gunpowder is invented, artillery can be successfully developed, and with artillery, the mere red army will not be a problem at all.

Therefore, Xia Yu has lived happily these years, and occasionally remembered the method of making something, and made it out of it.

This kind of life lasted until Wei Ming Yixin got old and the situation became more and more dangerous, and he woke up from the previous joy.

Since then, he has started to study gunpowder, and as expected, he successfully formulated a stable gunpowder through the exhaustive method, followed by artillery.

But what made it hard for him to accept was that he couldn't get it out. Obviously the gunpowder was successful, but the artillery was unsuccessful.

This also made him nervous, but nervousness did not make the experiment successful, and he also paid the price for his ego.

Therefore, Xia Yu began to spend sleepless nights drawing blueprints and designing every part of the artillery by himself. Even if he squeezed his body, he wanted to make a stable artillery that could defend against the Red Army.

Genichiro had already gone to the battlefield to kill the enemy. He didn't have that combat power, so he could only study some weapons in the rear, analyze the current situation, and make some innocuous decisions.

"Oh, I hope there is time." Looking at the ceiling above his head, Xia Yu came back from his thoughts.

In any case, it was Wei Ming who wholeheartedly adopted him when he was young, and Wei Ming Xianichiro did not neglect the responsibility of being an older brother.

He is not a cold-blooded and ruthless person, otherwise he would have escaped secretly, how could he still stay here.

Just as Xia Yu was staring blankly at the ceiling, his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and the moment he was about to fall asleep, a notification sound woke him up suddenly.

[Xia Yu has joined the chat group! 】

Um?what sound?
Xia Yu opened his eyes, and a bright chat group interface appeared in his sight.

Before he could say anything, the chat group automatically jumped to the group announcement, and he patiently read the explanation of the group announcement.

"There is still this kind of time travel?"

[Xia Yu]: Is there another way of traveling?Great, it's finally saved.

(End of this chapter)