Magus Tech Chapter 513: Another puzzle piece of the Black Spirit Empire

Sitting in the wheelchair, Lawrence was silent for a while, looked up at Li Cha, and said slowly: "If you really want to know my secret, I can tell you.

Why do I know how to make clocks and guns? Quite simply, it's all because of my ancestors.

My ancestor was a craftsman in the Black Spirit Empire many years ago. He worked in a very famous workshop. Because the time interval is too long, I don't know the specific situation, but one thing is certain, that is: after the fall of the Black Spirit Empire and his death, a large number of books and drawings were left to my family.

Few people in my family could understand these books and drawings, but my grandfather understood them, and then my grandfather taught my father, and my father taught me.

After my father passed away, I devoted myself to research and produced more than what my father taught me, so I have everything you see in this room. "

"Is that so?" Li Cha narrowed his eyes.

If what Lawrence said is true, then the Black Spirit Empire will add another piece to the puzzle - the other party not only has outstanding biological knowledge (sea island treasures), high-level spell materials (recently researched), and extremely advanced mechanical creation.

Compared with the former Dark Spirit Empire, the firearms produced by Lawrence are definitely more than one generation behind. After all, the source of all this is only Lawrence's ancestor - a craftsman in the past. So what level will the peak mechanical creation of the Black Spirit Empire reach?

Maxim machine gun? Heavy tank?

Difference engine? Assembly line factory?

It doesn't look too surprising, but what about adding the word "magic"?

After all, the Dark Spirit Empire is a kingdom of wizards. If machinery and spells are combined, plus special magic materials, it is hard to imagine that something exaggerated will be produced.

Li Cha took a deep breath.

At this time, Lawrence looked over and said, "Okay, boy, I told you my secret, shouldn't you tell me yours too? Don't try to play tricks."

Li Cha looked at Lawrence and said, "I won't be lazy, but my secret is actually somewhat similar to yours."

"Similar?" Lawrence said, "You mean, you also know so much because of the things left by your ancestors?"

"It's about the same, but the difference is that my ancestors are not one person, but many people - the knowledge passed down by countless people in my hometown, let me know so much."

"Where is your hometown?"

"A very distant place, you probably haven't heard of it, it's called Earth."

"Earth?" Lawrence frowned, "Is your hometown a ball?"

Li Cha had expected it a long time ago, and said calmly: "'Earth' is my native language. If I use the language here on the east coast, it should be called 'Earth'."

"'Erth'?" Lawrence nodded, "It still sounds like a place name, much better than that 'ball', but I've never heard of it."

After a pause, Lawrence looked at Li Cha and said, "By the way, I heard your secret, why do I always think it's not true?"

"Actually, I heard about your secret, Master Lawrence, and I also think it's not true."

"So, we can't win each other's trust anymore?"

"Obviously so, after all, we are meeting for the first time, and things like secrets cannot be verified."

"Heh." Lawrence first smiled, and then his expression returned to normal. He looked over and said slowly, "Since this is the case, then let's forget it. Don't explore each other's so-called secrets anymore. It's good for us."

"Indeed." Li Cha nodded, and then bid farewell, "Master Lawrence, goodbye!" After speaking, he lifted the box without hesitation, turned and walked out.

"Goodbye." Lawrence made a sound in his mouth, watched Li Cha leave, and then fell silent, as if he was thinking about something seriously.

After thinking for a while, Lawrence turned his head to look at the two students standing in the room.

Mutuo and Lake immediately looked at Lawrence and asked respectfully: "Teacher, do you have any orders?"

Lawrence opened his mouth and said indifferently: "You two, your performance just now was terrible, you know?"

"This—" Mutuo and Lake said in a panic, "I'm sorry teacher, we are too incompetent to let that person break in casually. It's our fault, you must not Don't be angry..."

"Forget it, you don't have to admit your mistake." Lawrence waved his hand, "Just leave."

"Ah?!" Mutuo and Lake were shocked, their eyes widened, "Teacher, you drove us away? But, we have been studying with you for several years. You are not in good health and need someone to take care of you. Someone seems to be investigating you again, which is not good for you, if we leave..."

Lawrence closed his eyes, opened them for a while, looked at Mu Tuo and Lake, and said only one word, "Get lost!"

Mutuo and Lake trembled, shut their mouths, looked at each other, lowered their heads and walked towards the door, dejected, like a rooster defeated in a fight, or a lost dog that was kicked out.

Lawrence watched Muto and Lake leave, slowly took out the silver revolver, wiped it vigorously with a white handkerchief, stuffed it into his bosom, and said to himself with lowered eyebrows: "Don't blame me, This is all for your own good, for your own good.

After all, you can't even deal with a harmless wizard visitor. Forcibly dealing with those evil wizards who have malicious intentions, can only be death, death! "

…

In the blink of an eye, a few days later.

Somewhere on the East Coast.

A huge hall was built deep underground.

At this time, there are many people in the hall, working at the table, sorting out various materials, looking so busy that they don't even have time to drink water, I don't know if it's hot or anxious, sweat is dripping down their foreheads Go to ~IndoMTL.com~ At this time, there was a clear sound of footsteps outside the hall door, knocking on everyone's heart.

"Da! Da! Da!"

With a "squeak", the door of the hall opened, and a woman walked in.

The woman's skin is fair, her lips are fiery red, and eight of the ten nails on her hands are dyed black, like sharp blades. She is wearing a purple robe, and she exudes a vicious aura all over her body, which makes people shudder.

She is called Muse, and she is the owner of this place. Of course, other people call her more... steward.

"Da da da..."

Muse walked into the hall, and everyone in the hall did not dare to lift their heads, did not dare to take a breath, worked hard when they had something to do, found something to do when they had nothing to do, and did not dare to be free at all, for fear of being targeted.

Muse looked at it, nodded in satisfaction, walked to the deepest part of the hall, behind a large black walnut table, lowered his body, sat in a comfortable and soft seat, and stretched lazily. Laziness, like just waking up from a nap. ()