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Chapter 266 Qianlong Leaping, Who Is The True King ([-])

"Misfiring? The physical parameters are different, causing the thermal weapon to fail?"

"It doesn't matter if the grenade doesn't explode, why the bullet doesn't even make a sound when it comes out of the chamber." Wu Mingkong watched the unloaded bullet fall to the ground, and quickly turned into flesh and blood.

"That is to say, anyone who touches mana will be suppressed? It's not that thermal weapons fail, but that creations made of impermanence of flesh and blood are mixed with mana, so they become ineffective."

"That's not right, why didn't this happen to me?"

"Is it because of the quantity?"

Wu Mingkong looked at each piece of data and made a guess, then he changed his mind.

Trying to build a cold weapon with his own flesh and blood, the result is still the same. As long as it is his flesh and blood creation, basically it will wither as soon as it appears, and turn into the original flesh and blood.

I also tried talismans, formations and other abilities, but none of them were suppressed to the limit, and the effect was simply nothing.

In the end, Wu Mingkong had no choice but to tear open his abdomen, and took out a standard pistol with a silencer from it. This was a munition produced on the assembly line in Riyuedongtianli, not Wu Mingkong's flesh and blood creation.

A shot was fired at his right hand, and Wu Mingkong's right hand caught the fired bullet in an instant.

"Heat weapons are fine, very good, next we will rely on heat weapons."

Wu Mingkong threw the bullet in his hand into his mouth, chewed it twice, and then swallowed it. There was not even a trace on the right hand that grabbed the bullet.

Although Wu Mingkong is still very strong physically without mana, but to solve the matter with hot weapons, where does it need to be hammered by the big waste Zhouzhang?
It's just a matter of a bullet. Although the dungeon level is high this time, the penetration rate is extremely low. They are basically ordinary people, and the greatest ability of luck is to annihilate Taoism curses.

The power of a fireball technique may not be as powerful as a crossbow here, and Wu Mingkong's thermal weapon is even more powerful.

Zhinao received Wu Mingkong's order, and a production line in the Riyue Cave was immediately rolled out, and various ammunition was produced.

Now this brain can only help him deal with these tedious chores, and can only be used as a personal assistant, but maybe this is the original function of the brain.

It is not only inefficient, but also stupid to use the intellectual brain instead of oneself to think and research.

It is man who creates the intellectual brain, not the intellectual brain who creates the man.

It also takes time to manufacture the ammunition, Wu Mingkong plans to go out for a walk as usual, and observe the changes.

Judging from the past two days, Zhang Qu's actions are getting bigger and bigger, even starting to be blatant.

It seems that they don't care about the eyes of the people in the city, and they seem to be a little impatient.

The coachman was already waiting outside the inn. For the past two days, Wu Mingkong had been riding in his carriage every day, so he spent some money and even rented the carriage for a month.

The coachman is also an old man. Judging from his driving skills, he has been in this trade for a lifetime, and he still has to rely on this trade for a living.

"Young Master, are you going to go around the city today?" the coachman asked as usual.

Wu Mingkong nodded to confirm that he got into the car. The driver wanted to do the same as the previous few times. Seeing that Wu Mingkong was blind and dressed up, he wanted to help him, but Wu Mingkong refused.

The coachman also thought to himself, what kind of city is a blind man visiting for several days in a row? Rich people really have eccentricities.

As soon as Wu Mingkong got into the carriage, he stuck a finger out of the curtain of the carriage window with his left and right hands.

The left and right fingers are covered with a visual system, which is used to collect external information.

If it wasn't too restrictive, Wu Mingkong wouldn't need to use this kind of death method, no matter it was a satellite or a mana particle, he could easily do it.

But in the current situation, Wu Mingkong can only use this method of death.

The collected information is first summarized into the brain, and the brain is updated to the three-dimensional map made by Wu Mingkong.

"Array, this is a giant formation that includes the entire formation of Lin'an County."

Wu Mingkong looked at the little by little perfected map, the red lines on the map were the movements that had been distorted in the past few days.

And these actions just constituted a large formation that has not yet been completed.

"Judging from this progress, it will probably be completed tomorrow night or around the time of the next day."

But what puzzled Wu Mingkong was, in this dungeon world where human luck suppresses everything, is this formation really useful?
Moreover, Wu Mingkong could see something from this incomplete and unfinished formation.

That is, this formation is definitely not ordinary.

"Is it to help Black Carp completely break free from the shackles of Lin'an County?"

"But that's not right. If that's the case, then why send all the troops out. When Hei Li breaks free, all these troops will help."

Wu Mingkong was a little puzzled. After walking around, Wu Mingkong returned to the inn.

Call out the latest [-]D map to the smart brain.

He is trying to reproduce this formation along the layout of the incomplete formation.

He has a strong foundation in the formation, and with the formation support of one of the 72 earth evil techniques, Wu Mingkong is still very confident in recreating the original appearance of the formation.

There is still nearly a day left, and Wu Mingkong feels that there is still plenty of time.

If it doesn't work, just go shopping for another day tomorrow, anyway, it's not a troublesome thing.

So he threw his body to the trusteeship of the brain, and he began to concentrate on studying this formation.

After the brain took care of the body, it began to carry out the next step of transformation on the Teng Snake according to the instructions given by Wu Mingkong.

As far as the current Soaring Snake is concerned, it can only be regarded as a genetically mutated snake without much ability.

Therefore, Wu Mingkong's goal is to make Teng Snake's genetic mutation more thorough.

For example, increasing physical strength or diversifying venom, or evolving sonic capabilities.

Even a little reckless can directly lead to the similar splitting ability of earthworms or starfish. One knife can be turned into two, and three knives and five knives can be doubled. That would be much more interesting.

Of course, the ability to split needs to be modified in large quantities. At present, the time is so fast that there is no time to complete it. We just put this idea into the plan and wait until the next time we have time to implement it.

"If there is a formation, does it mean that in this Qufu, there are actually people like practitioners who advise him, or even run by this practitioner?"

It's a pity that Wu Mingkong is not very good at this aspect, otherwise he might be able to find out about this by directly buying some people.

"I've been floating in the sky for a long time, and I don't even know how to walk on the ground." For Wu Mingkong, who has always relied on physics and mana to solve problems, this kind of diplomatic work is indeed his shortcoming.

Wu Mingkong didn't even think about making up for it. He didn't have that free time, and he had a lot of things to do, so how could he waste it on things that he considered dispensable.

(End of this chapter)