Ye Zhong shook his head, structurally speaking, the design of these energy weapons was not outstanding.
To have the current power, it should be a matter of material.
These strange woods and the kind of crystals that Ye Zhong had never seen before were perfect for crafting energy weapons.
But in his opinion, these weapons are a waste of such good materials, and the design of the weapons themselves can be described as rudimentary.
Ergonomic applications, for example, are very crude.
Almost all weapons do not have sighting devices on them.
It's no wonder that these weapons can only be used by those who have strong spirits, and ordinary people can't aim at all if they want to use these weapons.
Indeed, for mentally strong marksmen, that is, those with strong divine thoughts, there is no need for aiming devices at short distances.
Their strong mental cultivation is enough to allow them to spot the enemy and aim in the fastest time, and the aiming accuracy is also extremely accurate.
But what about at long distances Ye Chong has encountered the most space battles so far.
In space, the distance between each other is often hundreds, thousands of kilometers.
In the knowledge that Huang Baiyi taught him, the probability of the diameter of the Divine Mind Expansion Area reaching 100 kilometers was only 1 in 120 million.
Even with such a powerful magician as Huang Baiyi, the area he could feel was only sixty kilometers in diameter.
The master here may be more powerful, but whether it is spiritual, there is always a limit to the human body, and the further you go, the more difficult it is to improve your spiritual cultivation.
What's more, how to make a certain weapon reduce the requirements for the user to a greater extent without affecting the surname can be done is one of the principles that every weapon designer should follow.
"Why can't you look at it," Christine, who had been secretly observing Ye Chong, asked sarcastically.
Christine's voice also woke up Madra, who was dozing off in the corner.
Ye Zhong didn't raise his head, but gently put down the weapon in his hand: "I'm just looking." ” Just then, there was a knock on the door.
Christine frowned, left Ye Zhong, and went to open the door.
"Hello, Miss Christine."
There were two people standing at the door, a man in a dark green patterned cloth skirt, and a woman in a strong suit standing beside him.
It was the man in the cloth skirt who spoke.
Christine's brows relaxed: "Mr.
Mo, why are you here" Mr.
Mo is a wealthy businessman who has always been kind to people, and his reputation in Yeta City is very high.
Mr.
Mo smiled, "Miss Christine, this is my friend, she just came back from the fog area, but her weapon was damaged in the fight with the beast.
She wanted to find a weapon to fit her hand again, Miss Christine, and you are well known for your prowess, so I took the liberty of bringing her to visit. ” Christine pondered for a while and nodded: "Since it was brought by Mr.
Mo, of course there is no problem."
Well, it's all here, you choose, but you know, I don't accept cash here, and you need to exchange something special. ” Mr.
Mo looked at the woman beside him, and the woman nodded: "Okay, I don't know if the turtle pattern wood is okay" Her voice was hoarse and low.
"Turtle Wood" Christine's eyes lit up, and she happily agreed: "Okay, no problem, you can choose for yourself." ” The woman nodded, and without speaking, began to browse through the various weapons that were placed on the shelves.
She was extremely fast, some of her weapons were basically swept away, occasionally picking up a weapon, but quickly putting it down, and in a matter of moments she was looking at them all.
"That's all you have," the woman's words were filled with disappointment.
Christine hesitated for a moment, then said to the woman, "You wait.
She turned and walked towards the back room.
After a while, she came out with a few boxes and placed them on the table: "Some of these weapons are my treasures, and some of them are my better works over the years.
With that, she opened all the boxes one by one.
The woman walked up to the boxes with a blank face.
This time she looked at it much more carefully, and she would take almost everything in her hand and try it for a while.
Ten minutes later, she shook her head again: "These weapons are very good, but they don't fit my hands. ” Christine couldn't help it, although she wanted to get the tortoiseshell wood, but she also knew how difficult it was for a shooter to get a weapon of her own.
Many times, it takes luck.
"Are there any other weapons?"
the woman looked at Christine with some anticipation, these weapons were extremely good, which also made her look forward to it.
It's not hard to see her desire for a weapon that suits her.
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Christine just wanted to shake her head, but suddenly she thought of Ye Chong's shaking action just now, and a thought suddenly flashed in her heart, and she said, "I'm sorry, I don't have any other weapons here." ” "Oh."
The woman's face could not hide the look of disappointment, but she was still very polite: "That's also something that can't be helped."
It's a worthwhile trip to see so many excellent weapons today. ” "But," Christine said.
"Could it be that Miss Christine has any other weapons," the woman apparently succeeded in being attracted to Christine.
Christine pointed at Ye Zhong with her finger: "Maybe he can find a way for you." ” Banmeng, who was sitting in the corner, was suddenly frightened by Christine's behavior.
Why does my cousin look at this cold man unpleasantly, it's terrible The woman glanced at Ye Chong suspiciously, then turned her face to look at Christine with a little disbelief: "You are talking about this gentleman" "Not bad.
This gentleman has a very unique understanding of weapons, and maybe he can help you.
Christine mumbled.
The sudden situation did not make Ye Zhong feel any panic, he was calm as usual.
This composure also made the woman somewhat convinced that this small-looking teenager might really be a master of weaponry.
"This gentleman, I wonder if you can help me" The woman walked up to Ye Zhong and bowed, in her unique hoarse low voice.
Thinking about it sideways, Ye Chong, who had been silent, spoke: "How much is turtle wood worth?"
The question came as a surprise to everyone.
The most immediate consequence was that for half a minute, everyone in the room fell silent.
A weapon maker would never ask such a question.
High-grade materials such as tortoiseshell wood are not available with money, and no instrumentalist would ask such a question.
This kind of problem can only appear in the mouths of laymen who do not understand the value of tortoiseshell wood.
The same thought arose in everyone's hearts, how could a person who didn't even understand the value of tortoiseshell be an excellent instrumentainist The first to react was Christine, with a bit of a spoof, and she quickly said, "If you can get that piece of tortoiseshell wood, I'm willing to buy it for a million dollars." ” One million, Ye Zhong has no idea, but in his opinion, it should be a lot of money.
All he needs now is money, and these rare materials are not of much value to him.
In his ring, there are countless rare materials.
"Okay."
Ye Zhong agreed without hesitation.
The woman understood what was going on in her heart, and her face suddenly turned cold, and she looked at Christine coldly.
Almost at the same time, the indoor temperature dropped dramatically. master Christine's face suddenly turned pale, and a hint of remorse rose in her.
This woman must be a master above level five, and only a master above level five can have such a strong sense of oppression.
This time I went overboard Banmeng was even more unbearable, and he shivered in the corner.
However, once again, it was surprising that there was one person other than Mr.
Mo who was not affected.
That's the leaf weight Mr.
Mo was taken care of by the woman and did not affect him.
But this young man, who is not ashamed to speak and doesn't even understand the value of tortoiseshell wood, is not affected A strange color flashed in the woman's eyes.
On the ground, everyone only felt light.
The temperature of the room suddenly returned to normal.
"I need to borrow materials and equipment here."
Ye Chong's face was as usual.
Without waiting for Christine to answer, the woman nodded, "Okay."
After saying that, she glanced at the pale Christine, who was now like a docile cat, and nodded quickly.
"What do you have requirements for weapons," Ye Zhong asked.
"Sufficient penetration, high firing frequency, high accuracy, can cope with combat in all climates."
The woman replied without hesitation.
"What are the requirements for body size, what are the requirements for weight?"
"The body size can't be too big, it can be carried, and the weight is less than eighty pounds."
"Left or right" The "left-handed" woman was a little excited, which was one of the important reasons why it was difficult for her to find a weapon that fits, and there were few left-handed weapons in the first place.
"Spread your hands out and stretch your arms."
The woman stretched out her arms and spread her hands outstretched, Ye Zhong glanced at it, and said, "Okay, it's okay." ” Christine watched in amazement at the questions and answers between what he considered a layman and this skilled female shooter, who had never thought of asking buyers these questions before making weapons.
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She usually follows her hobbies, and once she has made her weapons, she puts them on the shelves for others to choose.
Ye Zhong walked over to the place where Christine had been sitting earlier, he needed to use the materials here to make it.
His gaze fell on a pale blue wooden stick about ninety centimeters long, with many white spots on the blue wood.
Most of the weapons he had just seen were made of this blue wood.
What are the names of those piled up materials on the table, and what are their surnames, Ye Zhong didn't know anything.
So he picked one of the safest materials.
The woman who had been observing Ye Chong couldn't help but be a little disappointed.
The snow-spotted bluefir is just a very common piece of wood, and most common weapons are made from this wood.
However, it is rare to see high-end weapons made of snow-spotted bluewood.
Compared to this woman, Christine's opinion is more professional.
The surname of the snow-spotted bluewood is not enough for it to make high-level weapons, its energy tolerance is not high, and the power of the crafted weapons is not great.
Ye Chong's face was calm.
He didn't know what the surname of the snow-spotted bluewood could be, and the first thing he had to do right now was to find the maximum energy tolerance of this material.
His method is simple, and that is experimentation.
He carved a simple structure on the surface of another snow-spotted bluewood that allowed energy to pass through, and then activated the energy in the crystal, increasing the flow of energy.
Bang, this snow-spotted blue-fir explodes into two pieces.
Ye Zhong finally found the maximum energy tolerance of the snow-spotted blue fir tree, which surprised him slightly.
The maximum energy capacity of this wood is quite high, much higher than that of alloys that have been seen with leaf weights.
Sure enough, it's a matter of material After roughly finding the most important value, Ye Chong also had a draft in his heart.
He didn't use Christine's equipment, which he was too unfamiliar with, and it was difficult to get a more satisfactory effect with it now.
Moreover, those devices have relatively high requirements for divine thoughts, which is also Ye Chong's weakness.
It has to be said that in terms of refinement, divine thoughts are much more sensitive and precise than human sight and touch.
"I'll use the dagger."
Ye Zhong said to Banmeng in the corner.
Banmeng hurriedly took out the dagger and threw it to Ye Chong.
The dagger was unsheathed, a never-before-seen material that immediately caught Christine's eye.
No one noticed that a flash of surprise flashed in the woman's eyes when she saw the dagger in Ye Chong's hand.
This strange dagger, which had never been seen before, once again fell silent in the room, and everyone held their breath and looked at him.
Gently picking up the dagger, as if at random cutting on the snow-spotted bluewood, without the help of any other tools.
Wood chips rolled up clumps of blue and white flowers.
Ye Chong's expression was focused, but the movements in his hands were extremely light and smooth.
Those white and slender hands were as precise as a machine, and every knife and piece of wood was almost identical.
Precise, the word that flashes most directly through everyone's mind.
The right hand is ethereal, the left hand is as steady as a mountain, so contradictory, and so coordinated.
In the blink of an eye, the snow-spotted blue-fir was transformed into a flawless, round stick.
The body of the stick is smooth and smooth, and the snow-white spots are like plum blossoms.
In Ye Chong's plan, he also needed to hollow out this long stick into a barrel.
This is the most complex part of the whole production process, and it is also the most difficult to deal with.
Because the inner wall of the barrel can not be flawed.
He carefully carved a perfect small circle with a dagger in the cross-section.
Whether it was Christine or the woman, the cultivation of the two of them in terms of divine thoughts was enough for them to observe every small movement of Ye Chong.
So, they were once again shocked by Ye Chong's skills.
Because this round wife is so round, even a professional like Christine can't find fault with it.
Being able to carve such a perfect circle with a dagger is enough to show Ye Chong's solid skills.
Ye Zhong carved another small circle on another section.
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If Christine and the woman had seen enough, they would have been even more shocked.
Because the two circles coincide exactly, even the depth of the notches is exactly the same.
After doing this, Ye Zhong put down the dagger, and instead put his hand in his pocket, as if he was digging something.
Everyone stared at Ye Chong's pocket, and they were very curious about what Ye Chong would take out of it.
In fact, Ye Chong didn't have anything in his pocket, he was just doing cover, and what he wanted to take was in Chen's space button.
After pretending to dig for a while, Ye Zhong took out a dark green vial.
The clear vial contained a large half of the dark green liquid.
Christine didn't know what he was doing, and they all looked curious.
This is actually a bottle of powerful corrosive agent, which Ye Zhong found in the base of the Ghost Star Research Group.
Ye Chong has a lot of experience in using corrosive agents, and the effect is extremely domineering, like the previous "dead water".
How to hollow out the barrel blade weight also took a lot of brains, and finally thought of the corrosion method.
It would be nice if there was "Dead Water", and he believed that with the corrosive surname of "Dead Water", the effect must be very good.
I don't know the name of this bottle of corrosive agent, and if it weren't for the corrosive agent logo on it, Ye Zhong wouldn't know what it is.
He hadn't had time to sort through the things he had scavenged from the base.
Like similar corrosive agents, there were several bottles, and since he didn't know anything about their surnames, Ye Zhong had to choose one bottle at random.
The bottle itself is equipped with a suction filter, which also saves a lot of effort on the leaf weight.
Christine and the others saw Ye Zhong take out a bottle with a very strange shape, all of them stretched their necks like curious babies to see more clearly.
In order to test the surname of this corrosive agent, Ye Zhong brought a snow-spotted blue-fir three palms thick from the table, and gently dripped a drop of dark green liquid on it.
A puff of green smoke rises.
The plank corroded rapidly at a rate visible to the naked eye, and the place where it was dropped by the dark green liquid was like a red-hot soldering iron falling into the snow.
Completely piercing the plank left an irregular hole, and even the table top under the plank left a finger-deep hole.
There was a gasp in the room Christine, Mr.
Mo, and Madara are all colorless, and even the woman's face is a little unnatural.
What a domineering corrupt surname Ye Zhong was also secretly frightened, but his expression did not change in the slightest, as if he had known it for a long time.
After thinking for half a minute, Ye Zhong decided to start working.
To hollow the stick in the middle, he sucked up fifteen drops of dark green liquid with a strainer.
The left hand is stretched out, the snow-spotted bluewood is placed vertically, and the right hand is holding the suction filter, Ye Chong's expression is a little dignified, this step is the most critical step.
Ye Chong, who has always been calm, also showed such a solemn expression, Christine and the others were affected, and they all dared not come out, for fear of alarming Ye Chong.
The light in Ye Chong's eyes flashed, and his right hand gently pushed on the pressure valve of the suction filter.
A jet of dark green water poured down.
Before the dark green water column could touch the horizontal surface of the snow-spotted blue fir stick, Ye Zhong held the right side of the suction filter and put the suction filter back on the bottle like a lightning bolt.
This movement of Ye Chong's right hand was too fast, leaving only an afterimage in the eyes of everyone.
The woman's face, which had been barely composed, finally changed The retracted right hand gently clasped the body of the snow-spotted blue-fir stick, and the two palms of the flat stretched out were misaligned and gently clamped the snow-spotted blue-spotted blue-fir stick.
In Ye Chong's eyes, the dark green corrosive agent dripped up and down in mid-air like slow motion.
The corrosive agent is dripping exactly in that little circle of the engraving.
The palpitating green smoke rose again.
Ye Zhong gently clamped the two palms of the snow-spotted blue cedar stick and suddenly rubbed it gently. airplanes The tremor of the stick echoed through the room.
The woman's face, which had just changed color, changed drastically again.
The high-speed rotation of the snow-spotted blue-fir sticks causes the dark green corrosive agent to evenly wash the inner wall of the stick.
Ye Chong's eyes were not instantaneous, and he carefully controlled the angle and speed of the snow-spotted blue cedar tube.
This is a very test of the control of strength, and even a person like Ye Chong, who is known for his control, does not dare to be careless.
Everyone looked at Ye Zhong like a juggler with a completely blank face, constantly adjusting the snow-spotted blue fir tree.
As the hollow tube grows, the hum of the snow-spotted fir tube at high speed becomes more and more empty.
All the sounds suddenly disappeared.
Ye Zhong picked up the snow-spotted blue fir tube and stretched it horizontally in front of his eyes, and the smooth mirror-like inner wall made him very satisfied.
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In fact, he was not completely sure of this method.
But it is really not appropriate to take out those instruments in the space button here, Ye Zhong has no choice but to use this stupid method.
But fortunately, he was quite satisfied with the result, and it was a pretty good barrel.
After the most difficult step was completed, the others did not pose any problems to Ye Chong.
In his mind, there are many kinds of hot wire gun structures.
Ye Zhong chose a structure that was not too complicated, but it worked well.
Still, he made some adjustments.
For example, this energy weapon does not need energy crests, and uses smaller and lighter crystals.
The way in which the energy in the crystal is excited, the leaf weight refers to the most common structure here.
He had not yet studied this crystal and could not find a more favorable method of excitation.
He also made corresponding adjustments to the woman's own conditions, such as her hand habits.
During the whole process, except for the dagger and the corrosive, Ye Zhong did not use any other tools.
"Done."
Ye Chong's expression was calm, and he handed the finished product to the woman.
To be continued: