You are too extreme

"Give me some knowledge of combat skills and I will agree."

Such things as combat skills can be found everywhere.

Cheshire chuckled and stretched out his arm.

"Then, happy cooperation."

"Pleasant to work with."

The aliens are not believable, but verbal cooperation in exchange for development time and allies is a very cost-effective thing.

"We are already allies, do we want to sign a trade agreement or something like that?"

"What do you have here?"

"Mammoth tusks, and black steel!"

Chapter 154: Price recovery?

The huge giant squatted on the ground and quickly drilled a large piece of steel with a drill bit. The piece of steel was firmly fixed, and the drill bit drilled by the giant was also fixed in one position.

This forced him to drill in only one direction.

The dwarven blacksmith pours water and oil from above.

"come on!"

"Come on Rhubarb!"

"This is the last time! If we succeed, we will go to dinner!"

The red helmets yelled and cheered the giant up.

This allowed the giant to speed up drilling, and it only took 3 minutes to drill a suitable hole.

When the work was done the giant picked up the drill bit.

The steel with a large amount of iron filings drilled out of it was also placed, and the tired and panting giant lay on the ground gasping for air.

Rambo walked to the stage and used the sunlight to observe the inside of the steel. Because of his strength and experience, the inside of this piece of steel was quite flat and smooth.

"This part is qualified."

"Finally okay."

Blake wiped the sweat off his head and sat on the ground to catch his breath.

This giant broke three fine steel drill bits and destroyed more than twenty steel blocks, and now it finally made one.

The blacksmith and Rambo took the finished steel blocks and ran to continue processing.

Two captains carrying large swords followed and walked in.

The commander flexed his muscles and swung his sword to cut off all the excess steel on the outer layer as they requested.

As the beings with the most superb swordsmanship among the tribe, their swordsmanship is extremely superb, only weaker than Dawei's.

The blacksmiths began further processing under Rambo's guidance, and the dwarves worked quickly.

The red helmet outside was dealing with the embarrassing scene.

"I want to eat meat!!!"

Dahuang has fallen down from exhaustion, but he is still shouting.

It seems that he really needs some time to rest. If he doesn't have a meal tonight, he will never come to work here again.

Although he is stupid, he also knows what tiredness is.

Unlike the hard-working giant.

The dwarves, with the help of Rambo, completed the entire casting process and successfully crafted a 1.2-meter small cannon.

Thirteen dwarves, two captains, two master blacksmiths, a giant, and a guy with clear plans.

After spending a lot of time, I finally built a cannon that looked okay, but a little small.

"Come on, let's go try it."

Luo Qi called one of his apprentices.

This guy is about two meters tall.

He was bigger than other barbarians, and he could easily grab the protruding handle of the cannon.

Everyone came outside the camp.

The gun emplacement had already been dug here. After placing the cannon, a few dwarves started loading it and stuffed one-fifth of the gunpowder into the cannon.

Add the cannonball, pick up the torch and light the fuse.

Everyone retreated behind the stone wall erected nearby to observe the firing of the artillery.

pong!

The sound of cannon firing is much louder than that of musket firing.

Because it was pressed against the body of the car, the gun just took a big step back and stopped without any accidents.

But the solid iron bullet flew out and landed a thousand meters away at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The apprentice in charge of measuring ran over to make calculations and then gave a number.

"About 1000 or two hundred meters."

"Continue testing! We want the parameters of this artillery!"

Rambo continued to test, and after confirming that the cannon would not explode, the barbarian apprentice took it directly in his hand.

Fire directly into the distance.

The recoil of the cannon was not enough to hurt him, but rather excited him.

The dwarves discussed excitedly and planned to name this cannon an infantry cannon.

"make persistent efforts."

"In the future, we can form this kind of infantry artillery weapon team to provide fire support to the battlefield!"

"We can also load shotguns and explosive shells in it! By the way, this is still a magical world. If we do it well, we can even get some special materials in it."

Just as Rambo was boasting, an untimely voice broke in, turning excitement into fear.

(Host, you have done a great job with Khan~)

(However, this kind of external thing is just a side theory and cannot become your power at all.)

The system elf's voice was cheerful.

It seems like something big has been accomplished.

"You seem happy."

(Of course, because I have achieved my goal, I don’t need to pretend anymore~)

(Although you are not perfect, you still completed your work, so I came here specifically to tell you that you are leaving.)

Cold sweat broke out on Rambo's forehead.

The ominous premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger.

Having matured a lot, he suppressed his panic and calmed down his mood.

"Are you going there?"

(Otherwise, can we still stay here? The people in this place are ugly, and the good-looking ones have their own gods. Only the demons have the right population and potential!)

(By the way, host, are you interested in coming with me?)

This guy named Rambo.

Although it is very disobedient, it is very easy to use.

The attitude at work is also very serious, the editing is done well, and the real-world work is also completed well.

"No, I think it's more comfortable here. I don't like demons very much..."

(Really? That's such a shame.)

The system elf's voice turned cold, as if he wanted to kill him directly, which frightened Rambo until his face turned bloody.

But not long after, her voice came again.

(What a coward~ I am just a system wizard, I can’t kill you~)

But you can still kill him by using the rules.

If the will of the world discovers that he is the system holder before dying, who knows what kind of expression it will show?

It's a pity that I can't see it.

The guy was so weak that he couldn't even fly.

The most important thing now is the goddess, that bitch, trying to find a way to mess with her and cause her trouble.

(As a reward for working for me for so long, I’ll tell you a secret!)

"What secret?" Rambo swallowed his saliva and took a deeper breath to calm down.

(In less than a month, the evil spirit will come!)

After saying that, the system wizard disappeared.

Rambo was left with a gloomy expression, and he knew very well how powerful those twisted evil spirits in the later stages of the game were.

I also know the horror of those things.

The newly edited video only received [-] points.

This thing cannot be exchanged for powerful power, it can only be exchanged for knowledge, and he must turn it into power as soon as possible.

However, what he saw when he clicked on the system mall was a strange sight.

The originally sky-high price is now only sold for 3000 yuan, and the prices of things that are too expensive to afford have also dropped by more than ten times.

The elven bloodline that can possess magical power originally sold for 12.

Now there are only five thousand left.

"what happened?"

With doubts, Rambo opened the interface, but he was horrified to find that the originally edited part had disappeared without a trace.

The only internal function of the system is a system mall.

And his few three thousand things called distortion points.

Chapter 155 Golden Finger

Rambo sat absentmindedly in the conference room.

He looked blankly at the centurions and support staff sitting around him.

There are more than 50 people in the military department, and there are more than 100 people in the logistics department, that is, the management personnel of the camps.

There are more than 150 people sitting around in positions ranging from low to high.

"Our war with the Dark Elves is officially over."

"The spoils of war from the Mamluks were counted at seven thousand horses, and a great deal of armor."

"After modification and reweaving of the vest and human armor, two thousand sets of armor can be obtained."

As the head of weapons logistics, Roach stood on the podium explaining recent weapons production.

They now have 2000 pieces of armor alone, [-] pieces of chain mail, [-] yuan of plate breastplates, and [-] pieces of full-body plate armor.

These armors are enough to arm more than 7000 troops.

After a brief explanation, it was Khan's turn to take the stage.

Dawei took a few sips of blood wine to return his thinking speed to normal. The people around him watched quietly, waiting for Dawei to speak.

"What can make the regime stable and sustainable!"