The dragons had fallen, a new star had been born, and a storm was forming rapidly. When Mr. Long's plan to study technology to lure the giant beasts spread, countless families responded enthusiastically. People were surprised and puzzled at the same time. Why would the families do such a risky thing?
Soon, they knew the answer.
At this moment.
The most low-key 'traveler group' in their eyes had started to move. They would bring their magic guns, their teams, and their resources to the selected uninhabited planet. It turned out that the families were all related to them, and the Tang family was not the only one working with the travelers.
These travelers usually did not move because they were not interested in moving.
Or rather.
They were waiting for the right time to move. It could be on this planet, or another planet, or somewhere else.
In short.
They needed real hunting, not this kind of money-making job.
"The travelers' magic guns …
"What kind of monsters are these …"
"Is there such a magic gun skill? Is it possible …"
When the travelers began to move, the people of the planet realized one thing: legends were not legends, epics were not epics, myths were not myths. Those legends were all true: mechanical beasts hundreds of meters tall, barrel-barreled spiders that were even larger than steel cities, barrel-barreled magic bees that were as annoying as a flock of birds.
These Demonic Blunderbusses, which originally only existed in legends, had all appeared.
At the same time.
In the imagination of ordinary people, a level-50 Gold Hunter City Lord was the limit, and a level-60 clan leader was the peak. Now, level-90 and level-100 travelers were everywhere. It could be said that travelers below level-100 were the minority.
When the magic gun corps passed by, the beasts scattered in all directions, not even daring to make a sound of resistance.
At this moment.
Tang Tong and the others, who were preparing, were also frightened.
They could not believe that there were such terrifying monsters on the planet they lived on. The mechanical beasts that were hundreds of meters tall seemed to be able to flatten a city in less than ten minutes. Even if the city defended and counterattacked with all its might, it would probably be a dead end. Also, what the hell was a barrel-barreled cannon the size of a small flying ship? Was there such a big magic gun? Ship cannons were nothing compared to it.
Just how many of these strange things were there in this flock of bird-like Pistol Bees? They could drown a mountain.
The travelers walked out of the crowd.
At this time, it was still not the end.
A large number of communications officers passed through the magic gun teleportation machine and went to other planets. Soon, groups of travelers appeared on the other side of the magic gun teleportation machine. They had the same powerful magic guns and the same strange abilities. None of them belonged to the normal range.
At this moment.
Tang Tong completely understood Chief Bai Lao's words: the strength of the travelers was beyond the imagination of mortals. Even in the ordinary lands, where the strength of these 'prodigies' was restricted, their strength could not be denied by the rules.
A true expert would definitely be able to find a way out of this suppression.
Incompetent people didn't have the right to stand here.
"About these people … Mr. Long, do you plan to continue?" Tang Tong sent over the information. The new planet had already begun its technological research. ............ Now, it was no longer just the Tang family, nor was it just a local one-star company. Instead, countless scholars had been sent over to work in multiple experimental sites.
........... It would be strange if they didn't have such a method. "Tang Shidao wasn't surprised.
...............
The magic gun was a tool to break the restrictions.
If mages did not know how to use tools, they were not qualified to be called mages. Mages who entered ordinary places wanted to improve. If they were as powerless as mortals, they might as well commit suicide and be reincarnated into the void. Level 100 magic guns only had ten skills, but the derivative power was endless.
"Then …"
"Ignore it for now. I'll finish the hunting mission first. The safer this planet is, the more you can help me with my research. "
"Yes, we've taken precautions against the magic gun teleportation machine. I repeat, if it's invaded, we'll blow it up and not let the giant beasts in. "
"Don't worry about self-defense. They and I don't care what you do. City Lord Tang, in your mind, this planet is very important, but in our minds, this universe is nothing. What we want is to break through ourselves and find a higher level and power. Do your own thing and don't get in their way. No one will target you. "Tang Shidao explained clearly.
Tang Tong understood. The travelers did not have the ambition to seize territory.
No.
It should be said that the travelers did not care about this little thing at all. Dominating this part of the universe was a waste of time for them.
It took him less than half a year to go from level 28 captain to level 50 castellan.
Mr Long had left him ten dragon hearts. It was impossible for him to go too high, but he could definitely go up to level 60. If the magic gun's upgrade was not limited, he had a chance to go higher. Thinking back, his biggest ambition was to be a level 30 captain. In the end, Mr Long could give him level 50 with just one dragon heart. The travelers did not care about the magic gun world. This sentence was too true.
"Okay, we'll do our best to complete our work." Tang Tong did not ask. He understood that level 50 castellan was nothing.
"That's good." Tang Shidao did not say much.
Level 60 did not upgrade.
On purpose.
If he wanted to upgrade, he could have done it easily when he slaughtered the dragons. He deliberately did not upgrade because he wanted to choose the materials that suited him the most. The magic gun's upgrade had something to do with materials. It was not much, but at least there was a connection. The black hole gun was not an ordinary magic gun. It was better to be careful. Because more and more materials were swallowed, the power of the black hole gun was different from before.
Other things aside.
The skill of the sky cannon, 10 sky cannons and 100 sky cannons were two different things. 100 and 1,000 sky cannons were two different things.
Every time it swallowed an abandoned magic gun, it would increase by one.
The number of magic guns was the number of people, including the dead. Think about it, this kind of "power upgrade" without upgrading was terrifying. At level 59, there were hundreds of sky cannons before, and now there were tens of thousands. The difference in power could not be described by a hundred times.
Multiple magic guns.
Puppet Monsters.
Both were increased by the same amount, and the increase in power was indescribable.
In other people's eyes.
Hundreds of meters of mechanical beasts were apocalyptic disasters.
In his eyes.
A sky cannon was a small matter.
What Tang Shidao wanted to do the most now … to cultivate the puppet monsters as a new race, like the Magic Machine race with the effect of Mechanical Immortality. In a sense, the black hole gun was no different from fire-type or wind-type spells. It only depended on how he cultivated it. More directly, the black hole gun was a "child," a child who could learn spells, and he was a mentor who could not cultivate.
How this "child" grew depended on how he guided it.
Tang Shidao also believed that the other travelers were not stupid. Some of them must have thought of this. However, it was hard to say how much they could think of. At the level beyond Great Perfection, 101% was the same, and 999% was also the same.
Another point.
The other travelers did not have black hole guns, and it was hard to say whether they had special magic guns.
It could only be said that.
Level 50 was the end of mortals, and the beginning of transcendence.
At this moment.
Countless travelers rushed to the uninhabited planet, and a small number of them also visited the Tang Tong Army. They did not come in person, but they sent gifts that were suitable for Mr. Long's cultivation improvement. There were two reasons for doing this. First, to express their gratitude to Mr. Long for guiding this "hunting plan." Second, to build a relationship, hoping to become friends in the future.
The travelers looked down on mortals, but they were also travelers, so there was no harm in making friends.
Tang Shidao was not in a hurry to go to the uninhabited planet, because there was no need to kill steal.
He believed that this was not the only place. Other uninhabited planets might have been developed as well. Obviously, there was no limit to the number of "giant beasts" that could be used against a technological civilization. They would fight until you collapsed. Maybe they would wait for a period of time to let you breathe a sigh of relief. However, it was impossible for them to give up attacking until the technological civilization collapsed.
This was like a trap.
The trap did not allow mortals to win, and even if they did, they could only use the magic gun. The second method was not acceptable.
Now, the hunting mission was not the main point.
Collecting materials to improve the power of the black hole gun was the most important thing.
Tens of thousands of sky cannons were not enough.
This number could be larger, hundreds of thousands, millions, tens of millions, hundreds of millions … The more, the better. He did not mind it becoming infinite. One hundred million magical power was the Saint realm, and a Saint realm mage was much stronger than the current black hole gun.
Time gradually passed.
One day, one month, one year. Slowly, more and more information was sent back. In the content of the planetary broadcast, people could already see a group of giant beasts flying down like a meteor shower. The hundred-meter-long giant beasts were no longer news on an uninhabited planet. It could even be said that the hundred-meter-long giant beasts were just skin and bones on the floor of an uninhabited planet. They were not qualified to pose a threat to the research institute and travelers.
At this moment, people also understood why their ancestors did not dare to develop technology. It was because that would be courting death.
Without the powerful magic guns of the travelers, a wave of giant beasts would not be able to withstand and the world would be destroyed.
The flames of war on Hunting Planet No. 1 did not stop.
People discovered another thing: the number of talents on the major planets began to increase explosively. A mouthful of dragon heart at level 40 or 50 was outdated. Now, a cup of Astral Beast blood was enough to reach level 59. Other than being stuck at level 60, all other aspects had been promoted perfectly. In addition, people's lifespans had become longer. Because of the Astral Beast's flesh, blood, marrow, brain, and other materials, longevity had become easier.
The biggest change was … Scholars were valuable.
In the past.
Magic gun hunters were fathers, and now, scholars were grandfathers.
If travelers wanted to develop a new hunting planet, scholars were a must. Because hunting planets were dangerous, scholars also suffered casualties. Therefore, the more hunting planets there were, the more scholars were needed. The greater the demand, the more valuable the scholars were.
Now.
There were very few technological products on the major planets, but technological education was very popular, and everyone had to learn.
Even if one could not become a master, it would be good to enter the research institute and help out. Salary and money aside, a cup of Astral Beast blood was enough for you to fly. More importantly, travelers did not 'know how to do business' at all. They regarded these 'treasures' as nothing and left them all to the workers to deal with. In this chaotic time, everyone was gambling with their lives for a bright future.
"Has Mr. Long made a move?"
"Not yet. He only bought some Astral Beast horns, teeth, and bones. He hasn't even reached level 60. "
"That's impossible."
"We find it strange too. He was the first to initiate it. He can't be afraid to face it."
"Continue to pay attention. I believe he won't drag it out for long. The hunting mission is almost over. He will definitely have a plan for the next step. At level 50, he has the guts to challenge the rules. If you can't be friends with this kind of person, don't be enemies. You have to be careful. There are some undercurrents that seem to be targeting someone called 'Human Emperor.' Don't get involved. "
"Yes!"
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