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256-Power Game (6)

Episode 256-Power Game (6)

“This is an ordeal. From God! “We must overcome this ordeal, as we may soon experience something that could turn into a major war.”

Some people raised their voices. They shouted that it was an ordeal given to them by the god who dropped the meteorite, who saved Serenian but did not kill the lizard with a single blow.

I’m listening to their meeting, but I wonder what the hell this is all about. The reason I couldn’t kill the lizard was simply because the toy gun I fired was weak. I had no idea that a reptile-based demon would come out, not an insect-based one.

Of course, I am grateful that they misunderstood it on their own, but it would have been better if I had been able to throw a laser or at least a ticking pin. Now that the lizard had run away to the dungeon, it was impossible for me to intervene.

“It’s not wrong, that giant earth dragon is a monster that rivals the Empire’s airships. “If we can all work together to win against that monster, we can certainly be effective against the Empire’s airships.”

Serenian calmed down the excited people and brought up the story of the Empire’s airship that had been told a few days ago. It’s definitely something that’s been on my mind ever since you first mentioned it to me.

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“Well, then how on earth are you going to kill that monster?”

As if her words were persuasive, most people agreed that she should catch the two-headed lizard. So, the remaining problem is how to catch that monster.

Even if the desert clan that is coming here now comes, there will be no obvious solution. I heard that people of all races and clans were making a fuss, saying they had never seen such a huge magical beast. The level of trials that a single clan must endure has already been exceeded.

“We must borrow the power of the black bull.”

“What about the giant scarab in the forest!?”

As I listened quietly, each participant in the meeting came up with an idea. These were all valid claims.

“Everyone, please calm down. The most important thing is that the method of killing the earth dragon can be used outside as well. Can black bulls be used in forests with lush forests and valleys? Even the giant rhinoceros beetle of the Great Forest cannot take on all of the empire’s airships alone.”

In the meantime, someone opened his mouth with a serious expression. The person whose face I recognized was a man named Garon, who was a dwarven artisan.

His words struck a blind spot, and for a moment everyone in the conference room fell silent and looked at him. The dwarves were also scratching their heads and concentrating on his sparkling eyes, as if he knew something very sharp.

“So you’re saying there is a way to solve all those problems?”

Even Serenian looked at him with a slightly nervous expression. Same goes for me. What on earth are the dwarf craftsmen of Eden thinking, who are making a lot of strange things these days by imitating the gunpowder and power engines I provide?

“Powerful firepower! If there were a bigger cannon, it would be able to bring down a huge earth dragon and a flying airship!”

“Hey, this person is real.”

“I thought so. Firepower again?”

However, as soon as he spoke confidently, people around him reacted with disgust. The same dwarves also held out their tongues.

It seemed like he wasn’t saying things like that for a day or two.

“Wasn’t it a conclusion that we couldn’t make a cannon above a certain level with our current capabilities? “I heard they are trying to combine it with magic or witchcraft.”

“That, that. “Magic engineering is unlikely to yield results because the empire has no choice but to lead the way…”

Serenian said in a calm voice that it was realistically impossible. Garon also seemed to know this, and stuttered, saying that they were not yet able to create technology to combine gunpowder and mana at their level.

“But it’s not completely nonsense! If only we could make long, sturdy gun barrels that even our dwarf technology can’t make! “You will be able to fill it with gunpowder and fire a cannonball that will reach the sky!”

Garon, a firepower fanatic, did not give up. He was soon suppressed by the crossfire of others and quickly collapsed into a corner, but for some reason, I, who was participating in the meeting and listening to everything, was attracted to his opinion.

After hearing the story of the Empire’s airship, I also thought of several ways. I also thought about using ultra-small drones like Battlebots or giving them miniature tools like wingsuits.

However, complex and difficult-to-operate mechanical devices seemed inefficient. It is possible to miniaturize the remote controller and give it a few units, but it would be disappointing to use it as the main device.

More than anything, attack power fell. The airship draws power from the propellant and fires magic cannons that can hit the giant world tree, but it didn’t seem like flying a drone would be enough to catch the two-headed lizard with the arrows and magic fired by the residents on board.

However, if they strengthen the gunpowder weapons they are already actively using to the limit, they may be able to use them more efficiently than expected.

‘It’s a gun barrel.’

I took my eyes off the people talking in the flower pot and picked up my phone.

What the dwarven craftsman Garon requested was a gun barrel that could not be made with their technology. An extremely long, extremely strong, and evenly sized iron pillar.

To me, it’s just a few fingers, but to them, it’s like a huge pillar.

There was nothing to lose by trying it once. If you make it and it doesn’t seem right, just change the route to another direction.

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“Damn, everyone can’t figure out the most efficient and destructive method.”

“Is it efficient? It’s completely impossible to make. “Even if all the necessary labor is supplied, isn’t it still unprofitable?”

After the meeting ended. Garon, who returned to the dwarven village, sat down on a rock overlooking the workshop, grumbled, and smoked a lot of cigarettes.

In the human kingdom, when he first encountered tobacco brought in through the Great Forest, he quickly became a heavy smoker.

Liam shook his head next to his colleague. There are many dwarves who are fascinated by gunpowder, a heavenly substance given directly by God, and there are even some who have applied to immigrate to Eden just to work with gunpowder.

But the biggest problem was that metallurgy, which they boasted was the best among their species, and industrial technology could not keep up with gunpowder. It was well worth it. There hasn’t even been a need for this until now.

It was impossible to create the huge cannon that Garon dreamed of with their tool-making ability, which still relied on manpower for most of its power.

“What is that?”

But that was when Liam, who was lowering his head and looking down at the back of Garon’s head while he was smoking a cigarette, saw something.

Something sparkling far away. What was falling into the empty lot was none other than coming down from the sky.

“Uh, huh!?”

The two of them, as well as all the dwarves around them, were shocked to see it. It is a huge iron pillar that falls down and reflects the sunlight.

Without a word to say, the iron pillar fell to the ground, creating a strong impact and gust of wind, and soon it tilted and hit the ground once again.

“Hurry and call Aaron!”

“What on earth is this?! “It’s iron!”

Countless dwarves rushed and gathered in front of it. The thickness alone was greater than their height, and the length was much longer.

It was simply an item that could not be made by those who could freely manipulate metal in terms of scale. Garon looked at it in disbelief.

Like the mouth of an animal, the mouth was open with a uniform thickness, and it was impossible to imagine how much power it would produce if it were filled with gunpowder and shells.

“God gave me a chance. “A chance to build a bigger cannon!”

“I can’t believe you gave me something like this.”

Liam sighed quietly next to Garon, who was shouting in excitement. Since the heavenly being had expressed support in this way, there was no need for them to choose a choice.

With the generous support on our backs, all we had to do was build the largest cannon that had ever existed in this world.

“Everyone who can afford it should help Garon. “God decided his opinion was right.”

Aron, the leader of the dwarves, was also impressed and entrusted full authority to Garon.

It was not that difficult to recruit the number of people to be mobilized for the work. This is because all kinds of dwarves were clamoring to be involved in making cannons.

‘I’ll give you the rest if I succeed.’

Seunghyeon, who was looking down at that scene, also chuckled. In the small plastic bag he was still holding, there were numerous iron bars similar to those that had just fallen. If the dwarves are truly successful in making a cannon, it will not take long for it to be mass produced.