The Paladin finally stopped entangling Zhao Mai. After Hairoul determined the goal of the next stop, he temporarily left Zhao Mai to gather the other six sisters. Zhao Mai was a little curious about how they contacted each other in a world without mobile communications? But he also knew in his heart that he had more important things to do.

"You seem more normal without a woman around you." Green said while holding a piece of paper full of things, "You have prepared very complete things, and it takes into account both weight and practicality. Even some experienced adventurers are probably not as thoughtful as you. Where did you learn this knowledge?"

"You don't know if I said it, so it doesn't take that effort." Zhao Mai looked at the inner room of the blacksmith shop and asked, "Do you think Sok can complete the design drawings I gave him?"

"Don't worry, if there is only one dwarf in the world who can complete your design, it is Sok. He is a pure craftsman, perhaps born for the profession of craftsmanship, and the God of the Dwarf gave him all his blessings. And you, I really doubt that you are not a druid, but a winner of Yiluoli."

"Yiloly does have the priesthood of knowledge, history and self-improvement, but most of the people who believe in him are monks. My power comes from the Force of Nature, and is not entirely self-cultivation. There is a difference between the two."

"Damn it, that's what I mean." Green slammed the table and suddenly became angry: "The more you come into contact with you, I find that there is nothing you don't know. Let's look around. I dare say that there is no monk within a radius of two hundred miles. Where did you know these things? What the gods can do? It seems that it is not a secret to you, and your strength is so low. Is this contrast crazy to know?"

"If you remove your strength slightly, I think I will be happy to accept your praise." Zhao Mai was not angry either, and smiled and patted Green on the shoulder: "Thank you for your concern. I have figured out what I need and will study hard."

"If you like Heroul, you must improve your strength, otherwise there will be too few chances of success." Green changed his tone and suddenly said: "Don't take her favor as a liking. I think she is more curious. This feeling is not stable. To be honest, if it weren't for Heroul being a rare beauty, I would have poured cold water on you. A paladin and a druid combined would be... impossible to describe."

"Ha, I didn't think so far." Zhao Mai laughed twice and became serious. "Okay, the time to enjoy life is over, and now I'm going to get nervous. Before... I was a little relaxed before, but that's because I basically solved my worries. I won't always be like that."

"I'm relieved that, you're still a smart person after all."

"Why do you always emphasize this?" Zhao Mai was a little strange. Green seemed to have a very strict evaluation standard, which divided everyone into "smart people" and "not smart people". He also treated him strictly differently when dating. For non-smart people, Green never showed concern and enthusiasm, let alone trust, and he was completely a formal attitude. Only when he met a smart person would he have some expressions.

"I will tell you if I have time, but I'm not busy now." Green avoided the topic and said, "Look, Sock is out."

The dwarf's face was flushed and sweat dripped, but the feeling of excitement and satisfaction was beyond words. "Teacher, I succeeded. Your slider has successfully changed the bullet, and the rotation has also been close to success. Now the power of the musket has increased by at least three or four times!"

Zhao Mai knew that his combat ability was still very weak, so he relied on muskets to protect himself. Since he could not use alchemy to create better ammunition, he could only work on the gun itself. He knew very well that what really made the power of the gun was the loading mechanism.

Although it has surpassed the front loading, flintlock rifle, fixed loading and integrated bullet, Zhao Mai still will not be satisfied. Due to the limitations of manufacturing technology, the magazine loading and links cannot be made, so the shotgun's push-pull sliding loading must be made.

In addition to two bullets in the gun chamber, the giant toothed beast can also be preloaded with eight bullets (each barrel corresponds to four). When it is necessary to load the bullet, pull the mechanism back with your hand to push the two bullets on the last to the gun chamber and squeeze out the fired bullets. At the same time, it also retains the past method of bending the gun body to load, which is convenient for handling when it is stuck.

"Why did you think of this change?"

Green shook his head and said to the dwarf: "How did you think of it? This is probably the biggest secret in Mike. Haven't you discovered that even these are still not the upper limit of his knowledge and wisdom."

"What's wrong with that? It means that my craftsman ability will continue to improve, and my musket's future is very bright!" Soke hit his fist excitedly: "I am more and more looking forward to the day I return to my hometown. I will let them all see that a weapon like a musket can become a new dependence on dwarves!"

Dwarves and muskets are actually quite matched, just like elves and bows and arrows, halflings and stone-casting ropes, humans and heavy riding spears. If they can succeed and return to their hometown, Zhao Mai will be very happy for him. Because this means that the entire dwarves' tribe, at least the Sok's clan will start to make muskets, and then there will be more ammunition to use.

"I made about eighty bullets in total. It's too heavy for you. It's not a good idea to bring them all." Sok pulled a bag from behind his body, and the bullets collided with each other, making a crisp sound. "According to your request, nearly half of them were pointed bullets, like arrows."

"Well, thank you. How is the grenade?"

The dwarf suddenly frowned, pondered for a moment and said, "Mac, I encountered something strange. I made the small throwing bomb you want. Then I had an idea. If I use more alchemy potions and do it more, will the power become greater?"

"This is right."

"It was like this at the beginning, but when I was so big..." the dwarf said, gesturing the size of a basketball. "No matter what, it cannot be detonated, even if it is thrown into the fire, it cannot be done. Only when it is broken up and turned into a small piece can it explode."

"So strange?" Zhao Mai also frowned. Logically speaking, this situation should not have happened. Although the power of the bomb does not increase linearly according to the increase in charge, there should never be any situation that cannot be detonated. Excluding the "reasonable" factor, the only thing left is...

"I think it may be because your actions are paid attention to by the gods." Zhao Mai said: "The four elements are balanced, whether they are power, quantity or quality, which is the most basic rule in the world. Our weapons may have touched this balance, so they are stopped by a certain god. This may be a good thing, but it may have catastrophic consequences. Let's put it aside first and don't touch it again."

Sok and Green looked at each other, they really didn't expect this aspect.
Chapter completed!