Ye Chong shook his head. Structurally speaking, there was nothing special about these energy based weapons. The reason they were so powerful was probably because of the materials used. The strange wood and the crystals that Ye Chong had never seen before were perfect for making energy based weapons.
However, to him, these weapons were a waste of good materials, and the weapons themselves were crude. For example, the use of ergonomics was very crude. Almost all of the weapons had no aiming device. It was no wonder that these weapons were only for shooters with strong mental strength. Normal people would not be able to aim with these weapons.
Indeed, for shooters with strong mental strength, or parapsychic sense, aiming devices were not necessary at short distances. Their powerful spiritual cultivation allowed them to discover their enemies and aim at them in the shortest time possible. Their aiming accuracy was also unparalleled.
But what about at long distances?
Up until now, Ye Chong had encountered space battles the most. In space, spaceships were usually hundreds or even thousands of kilometers apart. Based on what Huang Baiyi had taught him, the probability of a parapsychic sense reaching a radius of 100 kilometers was only one in a hundred or two million. Even a strong mentalist like Huang Baiyi could only sense a radius of 60 kilometers.
The mentalists here might be stronger, but the human body had its limits, be it in terms of physical or mental strength. Besides, it would be harder to improve one's mental strength as one progressed.
What's more, it was a principle that every weapon designer should follow to reduce the user's requirements without affecting the weapon's performance.
"What? You don't like it? "Kristen, who had been observing Ye Chong, asked sarcastically. Kristen's voice woke Ban Meng up from his nap in the corner.
Ye Chong did not look up, but put down his weapon gently. "I'm just looking."
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
Kristen frowned and left Ye Chong to open the door.
"Good day, Miss Kristen." There were two people standing at the door. One was a man in a dark green patterned dress, and beside him stood a woman in a tight outfit. The one who spoke was the man in the dress.
"Mr. Mo, why are you here?" Mr. Mo was a wealthy merchant. He was kind and had a high reputation in Yedda.
Mr. Mo smiled, "Miss Christine, this is a friend of mine. She just came back from the fog, but her weapon was damaged in a fight with a beast. She hopes to find another weapon that suits her, and Miss Christine, you are well known for your skill in this field, so I took the liberty of bringing her to visit you. "
Kristin pondered for a moment and nodded. "Since Mr. Mo brought him here, of course, there's no problem. Here, they're all here. You can choose for yourself. But you should know that I don't accept cash here. You'll need to bring something special in exchange. "
Mr. Mo looked at the woman beside him, and the woman nodded, "Okay, is turtle pattern wood okay?" Her voice was hoarse and low.
"Turtle-Patterned wood?" Kristen's eyes lit up, and she happily agreed, "Okay, no problem, you choose."
The woman nodded and didn't say anything. She began to browse through the weapons on the shelves.
She was so fast that she only glanced at some of the weapons. She would pick one up occasionally, but put it down quickly. She looked through all of them in a moment.
"Is that all you have?" The woman sounded disappointed.
Kristen hesitated for a moment, then turned to the woman, "Wait." She turned and walked into the house.
After a while, she came out with a few boxes and put them on the table. "Some of these weapons are from my collection, and some are my better works over the years." After saying that, she opened the boxes one by one.
The woman walked to the boxes expressionlessly.
This time, she looked at them more carefully. She held each one in her hand and tried it for a while. Ten minutes later, she shook her head again, "These weapons are excellent, but they don't suit me."
Kristin had no choice. Although she really wanted that piece of turtle-patterned wood, she also knew that it was not easy for a shooter to obtain a suitable weapon for themselves. Most of the time, it required luck.
"Do you have any other weapons?" The woman looked at Kristin expectantly. These weapons were all extremely outstanding, and she was also looking forward to seeing what they would be able to offer. It was not hard to see her desire for a weapon that suited her.
Kristen was about to shake her head, but she remembered Ye Chong's action just now. An idea came to her, and she said, "I'm sorry, I don't have any other weapons here."
"I see." The woman could not hide her disappointment, but she still spoke politely, "That can't be helped. It's a worthwhile trip to see so many excellent weapons today. "
"But …" Kristen's tone changed.
"Do you have other weapons, Miss Kristen?" The woman was clearly attracted to Kristen.
Kristen pointed at Ye Chong, "Perhaps he can help you."
Ban Meng, who was sitting in the corner, was shocked by Kristen's behavior. Why did his cousin not like this cold man? This was bad!
The woman looked at Ye Chong in confusion, then turned to Kristen, and asked, "You mean this gentleman?"
"That's right. This gentleman has a unique understanding of weapons, perhaps he can help you, "Kristen said vaguely.
Ye Chong did not panic at the sudden turn of events. He remained calm.
His calmness made the woman believe that this young man might really be an expert in weaponsmithing.
"Sir, may I know if you can help me?" The woman walked up to Ye Chong and bowed, speaking in her unique, husky voice.
Ye Chong tilted his head and thought for a moment. He, who had been silent all this time, spoke up, "How much is turtle wood worth?"
This question was out of everyone's expectations. The most direct consequence was that in the next half a minute, everyone in the room fell into silence.
A weaponsmithing professional would never ask such a question. High-grade materials like turtle-patterned wood were not things that could be bought with money. No machinist would ask such a question. This question would only be asked by those who did not understand the value of turtle wood. Everyone had the same thought in their minds. How could a person who didn't even understand the value of turtle-patterned wood be an excellent machinist?
Kristen was the first to react. She spoke quickly with a hint of mischief, "If you can get that piece of turtle wood, I'm willing to buy it for a million ao."
Ye Chong did not know how much ao was worth, but it must be a large sum to him. What he needed now was money. These rare materials were not worth much to him. In his ring, there were countless rare materials.
"Alright," he agreed without hesitation.
The woman seemed to understand what was going on, and her expression turned cold. She looked at Kristen coldly.
Almost at the same time, the temperature in the room dropped.
Expert!
Kristen's face turned pale. She felt remorseful. This woman must be a Level 5 or above expert! Only a Level 5 or above expert could have such a strong sense of oppression. She had gone too far this time!
Ban Meng was even worse off. He was trembling in the corner.
However, to everyone's surprise, apart from Mr. Mo, there was another person who wasn't affected.
That was Ye Chong!
Mr. Mo was protected by the woman, and he was not affected.
However, this arrogant young man who did not even understand the value of turtle wood was also unaffected!
The woman's eyes flashed with surprise.
Suddenly, everyone felt their bodies lighten. The temperature in the room returned to normal.
"I need to borrow the materials and equipment here," Ye Chong said calmly.
Before Kristen could reply, the woman nodded, "Alright." After saying that, she glanced at Kristen, whose face was pale. Kristen was now like a docile kitten, and she quickly nodded.
"What are your requirements for weapons?" Ye Chong asked.
"Enough penetrative power, high shooting frequency, high accuracy, and able to fight in all kinds of weather," the woman answered without hesitation.
"What about the size? What about the weight? "
"Not too big, can be carried, less than 80 catties."
"Left or right?"
"Left!" The woman was excited. This was one of the reasons why it was difficult for her to find a suitable weapon. She did not have many weapons with her left hand.
"Open your hands, and extend your arms."
The woman did as she was told. Ye Chong took a glance and said, "Alright, that's enough."
Kristin was dumbfounded as she watched the conversation between the young man, whom she considered to be an amateur, and the powerful female archer. She had never thought of asking the buyer such questions before making a weapon. She usually made a weapon according to her preferences, and then put it on the shelf for the buyer to choose.
Ye Chong walked to the seat where Kristen was sitting. He needed to use the materials here.
His gaze fell on a light blue wooden stick that was about 90 centimeters long. There were many white spots on the blue wood. Most of the weapons he had just seen were made of this blue wood.
Ye Chong did not know the names of the materials on the table, or their properties. Hence, he chose the safest material.
The woman who had been watching Ye Chong could not help but feel disappointed. Speckled blue fir was a very common type of wood. Most weapons were made from this wood. However, it was rare to see high level weapons made from speckled blue fir.
Compared to the woman, Kristen's opinion was more professional. The speckled blue fir's properties were not good enough to make high level weapons. Its energy tolerance was not high, and the weapons it made were not powerful.
Ye Chong's expression was grim.
He did not know the speckled blue's properties. The first thing he needed to do was to find the material's maximum energy tolerance.
His method was very simple, and that was to experiment. He carved a simple structure on the surface of another speckled blue, which allowed energy to pass through. He then activated the energy in the crystal and increased the flow of energy.
Boom! The speckled blue exploded into two.
Ye Chong had finally found the maximum energy capacity of the speckled blue fir, which was a little surprising to him. The wood's maximum energy tolerance was quite high, much higher than the alloys Ye Chong had seen before. So it was the material!
After finding the most important value, Ye Chong had a plan in mind.
He did not use Kristen's equipment. He was too unfamiliar with them, and it would be difficult to get a satisfactory result. Besides, the equipment required high parapsychic sense, which was also Ye Chong's weakness. It had to be said that in terms of precision, the Divine Telekinesis was much more sensitive and accurate than human vision and touch.
"Where's the dagger? Let me use it, "Ye Chong said to Ban Meng in the corner.
Ban Meng quickly took out the dagger and threw it to Ye Chong.
The dagger was unsheathed. Kristen's eyes were immediately drawn to the material she had never seen before. No one noticed the surprise in the woman's eyes when she saw the dagger in Ye Chong's hand.
The strange dagger, which she had never seen before, once again silenced the entire room. Everyone held their breath and looked at him.
He picked up the dagger lightly, and cut the speckled blue fir without the help of any other tools.
Piece after piece of sawdust rolled up into blossoms of blue and white flowers.
Ye Chong's expression was focused, his hands moving smoothly and effortlessly. His white, slender hands were as precise as a machine. Every cut, every piece of sawdust, was almost identical.
Precise. That was the word that came to everyone's mind.
His right hand was ethereal, while his left hand was steady as a mountain. It was a contradiction, but also a perfect balance.
In the blink of an eye, the speckled blue fir became a perfect, round staff. The staff was smooth, and the white spots on it looked like plum blossoms.
In Ye Chong's plan, he needed to hollow out the staff into a gun barrel. This was the most complicated part of the gun-making process, and also the most difficult to deal with. The inside of the gun barrel could not be left unguarded.
He carefully carved a perfect circle on the cross-section with the dagger.
Both Kristen and the woman were skilled enough in parapsychic sense to observe Ye Chong's every move.
Hence, they were once again shocked by Ye Chong's skill. Because the circle was too perfect! Even a professional like Kristen could not find any fault with it. Ye Chong could carve such a perfect circle with the dagger easily. This was a testament to his solid skills.
Ye Chong carved another circle on the other cross-section.
If Kristen and the woman were experienced enough, they would be even more shocked. The two circles coincided perfectly, and even the depth of the carving was the same.
Ye Chong put down the dagger and put his hand into his pocket, as if searching for something.
Everyone stared at Ye Chong's pocket, curious to see what he was going to take out.
In truth, Ye Chong had nothing in his pocket. He was just acting as a cover. What he wanted was in Celest's dimension keystone.
Ye Chong pretended to dig around for a while, and then took out a dark green bottle.
The transparent bottle was half filled with a dark green liquid.
Kristen and the others did not know what he was doing, and were curious.
It was actually a bottle of strong corrosive agent, which Ye Chong found in the Research Consortium's base on Spectre. Ye Chong was experienced in using corrosive agents. His "Mourning Water", for example, was very effective.
Ye Chong thought hard about how to hollow out the gun barrel, and finally came up with the corrosive method.
If only he had "Mourning Water". With the corrosive properties of Mourning Water, it would be very effective. Ye Chong did not know the name of the corrosive agent. If not for the label on the bottle, he would not have known what it was. He did not have time to organize the things he looted from the base. There were a few bottles of similar corrosive agents, but since he knew nothing about them, Ye Chong chose one at random.
The bottle itself was equipped with a filter, which saved Ye Chong a lot of trouble.
Kristen and the others saw Ye Chong take out a strange-looking bottle, and craned their necks to get a better look.
To test the corrosive agent's properties, Ye Chong picked up a speckled blue wood about three palms thick from the table, and dripped a drop of dark green liquid on it.
Sizzle! Green smoke rose into the air. The wooden plank was being corroded at a speed visible to the naked eye. The spot where the dark green liquid had dripped onto it was like a red-hot soldering iron falling into snow, quickly melting away.
It was completely penetrated! There was an irregular hole in the wood, and even a finger-deep hole in the table beneath it.
The room was filled with the sound of people sucking in cold air!
Kristin, Mr. Mo, and Ban Meng were all pale. Even the woman's face was a little unnatural.
What a strong corrosive agent!
Ye Chong was shocked, but his expression did not change, as if he already knew it.
After half a minute, Ye Chong decided to start.
In order to make the center of the stick hollow, he used a filter to absorb fifteen drops of dark green liquid.
He placed the speckled blue vertically in his left hand, and held the filter in his right hand. Ye Chong's expression was solemn. This was the most important step.
Even Ye Chong, who was usually calm, showed a solemn expression. Kristen and the rest were affected, and did not dare to breathe, afraid of alerting Ye Chong.
Ye Chong's eyes flashed, and his right hand pushed the pressure valve of the filter.
A jet of dark green water poured down.
Before the dark green liquid could touch the horizontal surface of the speckled blue rod, Ye Chong held the filter in his right hand and put it back on the bottle.
Ye Chong's right hand moved so fast that it only left an afterimage in everyone's eyes.
The lady, who had been trying her best to stay calm, finally lost her composure!
He retracted his right hand and gently clasped the body of the snow-spotted blue fir stick. His two outstretched palms dislocated and gently clamped the stick between them.
In Ye Chong's eyes, the dark green corrosive droplets seemed to be moving in slow motion.
The corrosive dripped precisely into the small circle carved on the wall.
Sizzle, the heart-palpitating green smoke rose up again.
Ye Chong's palms, which were holding the rod, suddenly rubbed together.
Hum!
The rod vibrated, echoing in the room.
The woman's face, which had just changed color, changed again.
The high-speed rotation of the speckled blue rod caused the dark green liquid to wash evenly on the inner surface of the rod. Ye Chong's eyes did not blink as he carefully controlled the angle and speed of the rod.
This was a test of strength control. Even someone like Ye Chong, who was known for his strength control, could not afford to be careless.
The crowd stared blankly at Ye Chong adjusting the speckled blue like a juggler.
As there was more and more hollow space in the tube, the whirring sound of the snow speckled blue fir tube became more and more hollow.
Suddenly, all the noise was silenced.
Ye Chong picked up the speckled blue rod and held it horizontally before his eyes. He was satisfied with the mirror-smooth inner surface. In fact, he was not completely confident in this method. However, it was not convenient to take out the instruments from the dimension keystone, so Ye Chong had to resort to this stupid method.
Fortunately, he was quite satisfied with the result. It was a pretty good gun barrel.
After the most difficult step was done, the rest were not a problem for Ye Chong. In his mind, there were many types of heat ray gun's structure. Ye Chong chose one that was not too complicated, but had a good effect.
However, he still made some adjustments. For example, this energy based weapon did not require an energy cell, but a smaller and lighter type of crystal. Ye Chong used the most common structure here to activate the energy in the crystal. He had not studied this type of crystal yet, so he could not find a better way to activate it. He also made some adjustments to the woman's body, such as her hand usage.
Throughout the process, Ye Chong did not use any tools other than the dagger and the corrosive liquid.
"It's done." Ye Chong handed the finished product to the woman calmly.
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