Chapter 230: Chapter 217: Magic Industrial Assembly Line (Please Subscribe)


    The sudden burst of the bullet clearly caught Kevin by surprise, and even with his excellent dynamic vision, he could see the hail of bullets shooting toward him. At such a close distance, it was already toote to react.


    All he could do was watch helplessly as the bullet fragments sttered onto his body. Kevin backed away in fright, but quickly realized he only felt a slight pain and hadn’t been riddled with holes; his skin wasn’t even broken.


    “If Lydia had loaded a real iron ball just now, you would be seriously injured…” Philip said with a chuckle as he looked at Kevin, who was sufficiently shaken, not at all surprised by the oue.


    Because the exploding bullet was indeed his own work, and its power had been tested long ago—it was roughly equivalent to a level two magic spell, the st Fireball, just enough to break through the “Mage Shield”. The remaining kic energy wasn’t enough to harm the human body, which is why he hadn’t stopped Lydia when she took out the device.


    Seeing that everyone on the scene had a look of barely suppressedughter, Kevin’s dignity was somewhat affected, prompting him to re at Lydia.


    The half-human girl stuck out her tongue and had already hidden behind Lynn. She had demonstrated the firearm because she’d seen Kevin downy its effectiveness so much.


    After all, the firearm was a proud creation she had made with her own hands.


    Lynn, standing beside her, also spoke with amusement, “Professor Kevin, Lydia did warn you earlier. If you had paid more attention, you wouldn’t be in such a sorry state.”


    @@novelbin@@


    While the firearm’s power was not bad, a third-level wizard who took things seriously wouldn’t be deterred by it at all; mainly Kevin was caught unawares due to his own negligence.


    Of course, Lydia had gone a bit too far. He could guess that Lydia had tested the power of the bullet, but an attack that could break through the “Mage Shield” was still quite dangerous, so he picked up the firearm and knocked a few times on the half-human girl’s head with the butt of the gun as a warning.


    Lydia covered her head in pain, looking pathetically aggrieved.


    “By the way, Professor Kevin, how did it feel to face the firearm directly?” Lynn asked curiously.


    “It’s impressive. An ordinary person who doesn’t know magic could master it in an hour and gain the power to threaten a formal wizard,” Kevin said with a somber expression. If not for the imminent threat of the Church, he would have advised Lynn to ssify the firearm and its manufacture as top secret or even to destroy it.


    Before this, there was an impassable chasm between the magic-wielding wizards and themoners, especially after bing a second-level wizard capable of learning “Mage Shield”, aprehensive protective magic.


    Without any extraordinary powers, one could hardly break through a wizard’s defenses with crossbows or greatswords, while the wizard’s magic could easily kill an enemy.


    The emergence of firearms, however, broke this precedent and gave a non-magical civilian the initial ability to threaten wizards.


    However, Kevin also immediately spotted the drawbacks, mainly the slow reloading and poor concealment. The sound of the firearm firing could probably be heard from hundreds of meters away.


    Moreover, without using rune magic to create specialized bullets, it would take at least two to three shots to break through the “Mage Shield”.


    Kevin very seriously shared his thoughts.


    Lynn nodded in agreement, fully aware of the advantages and disadvantages of the flintlock gun. On the other hand, he was somewhat surprised by the explosive bullets that Philip and others had developed.


    It seems that magical modification of the musket might also be a viable path, since apart from explosive, there might also be freezing, lightning, and other types of magical bullets.


    “What’s the cost of making such a musket? How long does it take to produce one?” Rafael hastily asked.


    During his days in Yiyeta Harbor, he had justpleted the evaluation of internalbustion engines and submitted a report to the council, and he didn’t expect Lynn to give him another surprise.


    He watched the demonstration very clearly, and this weapon called the musket was not only astonishing in power, capable of prating armor, but also very user-friendly. It could quickly form abative force to effectively address the shortage of low-endbat power in Wizard Land.


    This was also an issue that the council was worried about.


    ording to the predictions of some great wizards, when arge-scale war ensues, the church may first send a multitude of low-quality serf soldiers, enhance their will with Divine Arts, and use mass charges to exhaust the wizards’ magic power, allowing the elites,posed of clerics, Divine Punishment Army, and Griffin Knights, to await their turn at ease and decide the oue in one battle.


    However, there is no so-called army in Wizard Land, only a few security teams responsible for maintaining order. Although recruitment and training have resumed, they don’t hold much hope for this.


    Because makeshift troops have hardly anybat experience, it would be good if they didn’t copse at the first sign of battle.


    So much so that someone proposed to send the wizard apprentices into battle. Their grasp of magic might be limited, but for facing those serf soldiers, it shouldn’t be a problem. However, this idea was quickly refuted and thoroughly dismissed.


    Although these apprentices mightck great potential, they were still cultivated with hard work. Using them as cannon fodder would be a regrettable waste.


    Now, the appearance of the musket was quite timely. It meant that they could raise abat-ready force in a short time, and perhaps use it against those lower-ranking clerics.


    “We made this musket ording to the blueprint, and it took us more than ten days,” Philip said thoughtfully.


    “The biggest difficulty in making a flintlock is in that seamless barrel. I used magic to solve it, but it wouldn’t be so easy for the craftsmen.”


    It’s not like you can develop an alchemy array just for these barrels, right?


    “That can be resolved with an internalbustion engine, and then just bore a hole in a solid steel pipe,” Lynn interjected, and after a brief estimate, he continued, “A workshop with fifteen hundred people should have no problem producing five hundred muskets a month.”


    “How could that be possible?” Philip was slightly incredulous.


    Doesn’t that mean that on average, one person could make a musket in three days?


    “Of course, it’s possible, as long as you assign division ofbor and standardize the production process, nothing is impossible!” Lynn asserted confidently.


    In the present day, whether it’s the craftsmen of the Sekas Empire or those in Wizard Land, they still follow traditional manufacturing methods, where a craftsman alone makes an entire item. Compared to the modern division ofbor, efficiency is much lower…