After several days of designing, improving, and experimenting, Rebecca excitedly delivered the first set of heat ray guns and combat backpacks that could be used in actual combat to Gawain.
"This is the result!" The viscountess was very pleased with her work. "Take a look."
Gwen looked at the things that Rebecca brought. The first thing that caught his eye was the silver-white arm guard. Compared to the crude and primitive "prototype", the completed heat ray gun looked more like what Gwen imagined it to look like. Its shape was more in line with human aesthetics. It was shaped like an expanded and thickened plate armor. The upper part of the arm guard had an ellipsoidal expansion, which was where the magic capacitor and the heat ray substrate were stored. The lower part of the arm guard was a buckle for adjusting the tension and fixing the body.
In addition, the magic capacitor and the rune substrate were also designed to be detachable to ensure that the energy crystal or the core magic unit could be replaced at any time.
Compared to the prototype, an aiming mechanism was added to the front end of the gun. The metal wire and finger sleeve used to activate the rune trigger were replaced with a more reliable and sturdy grip. The safety was linked to the grip, and when the safety was locked, the grip would also be retracted to the lower part of the arm guard. This way, the soldier's normal combat movements would not be affected.
According to Rebecca, after the adjustment of the internal runes and the refinement of the quartz pillars, its effective range had finally increased to three hundred and forty to three hundred and seventy meters (there was still room for optimization). Its accuracy and power had also increased to a certain extent. As the first "long-range gun" in this world, its range and power surpassed the early flintlocks on Earth. But Gwen was very clear that this was because it was born in a world where magic existed. The magic blessing made many weapons in this world ridiculously powerful. If the heat ray gun could not reflect this advantage, then there was no need for it to be born.
After all, the early flintlocks on Earth were only used to deal with earthlings wearing ordinary metal armor. But the heat ray gun here was not only used to deal with ordinary soldiers, but also extraordinaries wearing enchanted equipment and even holding up energy shields.
Then, his eyes fell on the "combat backpack" that Rebecca brought.
From the outside, it looked very much like a strangely shaped hard "schoolbag", or a traveling bag. The outer layer was made of cowhide, and the inner layer should be lined with metal frames and metal plates, so it looked hard and sturdy. The buckle of the combat backpack could obviously be fixed to the soldier's armor, and the rectangular backpack was divided into two parts. Gwen was a little puzzled.
"The upper part is a normal backpack," Rebecca explained. "It can be used as a military traveling bag. It can be used to store dry food, water bags, flint, ointment, and so on. The lower part of the backpack is for crystals. Look, when you carry it, the lower part happens to be at the back of your waist. You can reach it with your hand. From the opening on the side, you can take out the spare crystals. The crystals are sandwiched between two metal plates and arranged in order. After you take out a piece, you can stuff the depleted crystals from the other end of the backpack, and you can push them out one by one. I've stuffed twelve Weave units into my backpack, and in theory, I can charge twelve crystals at the same time. Although I can still stuff more in … the charging efficiency will be too low, and the soldiers won't be able to use up so much energy in a single battle. "
Gwen looked at the combat backpack that Rebecca designed and suddenly had an idea. "Have you thought of other functions of this backpack?"
"Other functions?" Rebecca scratched her head and did not get it immediately. "You mean to add a sturdy buckle to it and throw it out to hit people? Then its weight will have to be — "
"Don't be so straightforward. What if someone suspects that it's hereditary?" Gwen covered his forehead with one hand. "Didn't you notice that when you stuff a lot of crystals in this backpack, it can be regarded as a huge magic capacitor?"
Rebecca was stunned when she heard that. After a moment, she said, "Oh! You can see it like that! "
Then she became excited. "Doesn't that mean that if you use this backpack to supply energy directly, it can carry out more large-scale magic?"
"We can't waste such a large volume." Gwen looked at the combat backpack. "In addition to storing crystals and providing magic power to soldiers on the battlefield, it can also integrate some magic array boards into it. Think about it, what if we put a magic shield on it? Or how about installing a Breeze Shield to filter out the poisonous gas? Or, we can engrave magic arrays on the soldiers' armor to enhance their defense and stamina, and then leave an external magic interface on the backpack. After connecting the backpack to the armor, every soldier will be equivalent to a priest who will constantly cast strengthening spells on them 24 hours a day. The consumption of these basic spells is very low, and for the backpack that has twelve magic network units, it will not affect its charging speed at all. Or a little bit, but for the overall profit, it is quite worth it. "
The more Rebecca listened, the more surprised she became. In the end, she could not help but open her mouth. "Ancestor, why are all your ideas so interesting?"
Gwen smiled, and his face was as solemn as ever. "The wisdom of the elderly, the wisdom of the elderly …"
Before Gwen could finish showing off, Rebecca had already grabbed the combat backpack. "Then I'll go back and redo the design of the backpack!"
"Wait for me!" Gwen hurriedly stood up and called out to the impulsive silly girl. "Have you made a new rune board?"
Rebecca looked back in a daze, and after a careful analysis, she suddenly realized something. "No!"
"There's only one scorching ray in total. Why are you so busy stuffing it into the backpack?" Gwen waved his hand, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "What I just said is included in the next generation of the backpack plan. Now, let's just put this into production. Let's get the soldiers into combat first."
"Oh …" Rebecca nodded and agreed obediently.
Gwen waved his hand. "When you go back, go find Heti and ask her to come over."
Not long after, Heti came to Gwen's tent.
"Ancestor, you're looking for me?"
"I want to ask you about the missionary. What has he been doing in the past two days, who has he been in contact with, whether he has left the territory or sent messages to the outside world …" Gwen raised his head from the document. "… What's wrong with you? You hit yourself with a big fireball just to practice your aim? "
Stunned, he looked at Heidi who was standing in front of him. He saw that the latter was in a mess and did not have her usual dignified and calm appearance. Not only was her hair very messy, but there were also some gray and black marks left on her face. Even her clothes had different degrees of burn marks. She looked like she had been hit by a big fireball.
Did that silly girl, Rebecca, use some kind of creative method to get her aunt to come here?
Heti had used magic to tidy up her hair and face, but she obviously did not have time to clean up all the traces. When she heard Gwen's words, she could not help but twitch her mouth. "I was doing an experiment when Rebecca broke into the lab …"
Gwen was speechless.
It was not what he had imagined, but it was not that different.
After a few seconds of awkward silence, Gwen asked carefully, "Did you beat him up?"
"Yes, I'll beat him up when we get back."
"… Don't beat him up so hard. He's a big girl now."
"I'll try my best."
Gwen coughed and said, "Ahem, let's get down to business."
"Yes." Heti took two deep breaths to calm herself down. She began to report about the missionary. "The priest named Wright has not left the territory in the past few days. He has not done anything suspicious. He gets up a little earlier than the others every day, mainly to pray and exercise. After that, he has breakfast like the others and goes to the construction site. We did not assign him any work, but he took the initiative to find the foreman. He is now moving bricks in the newly planned 'Market Street' area. He is almost a permanent worker there."
Gwen was intrigued. "… He took the initiative to work?"
"Yes, I asked the soldiers to talk to him. The missionary said he was doing this because of the guidance of the Path of the Holy Light, because the Path of the Holy Light teaches people that they should work hard in exchange for food. He has not yet received the permission to establish a church, hold a sacrament, and pray for the blessing of the territory, so he must work hard in exchange for food."
"Did he really say that?" Gwen was amazed.
Heidi nodded and said, "That's what he said, and he did it."
"… This is indeed what the Church of the Holy Light preaches on a daily basis, but I am afraid that there are not many clergy who believe in these things. They are just using these words to persuade the civilians to do voluntary work or collect donations for the church." Gwen shook his head. "Is he preaching?"
"I don't know if that counts as preaching." Heti's expression was a little strange. "He … does like to talk about the Path of the Holy Light. Occasionally, when he uses magic to heal people, he will say something like 'may the Holy Light protect you'. But he doesn't look like he is preaching at all. Only when he meets believers who really believe in the God of Holy Light will he seriously talk about the doctrine. But when he meets those who don't believe, he just laughs it off."
Gwen frowned. "Have the people sent to Tanzania Town sent back any news?"
"They have returned. Our people have asked the priest in the Church of the Holy Light in Tanzania Town and confirmed that there is a missionary named Wright Avelken who came from the Plains of the Holy Spirit. He is traveling in the south, and his characteristics are the same. But according to my guess …"
Heti paused and shook her head. "This guy named Wright is not so much a missionary. It is better to say that he was kicked out by the central church. Otherwise, he would not look like this."
"To be honest, I guess so too." Gwen shook his head. "Even in the old-fashioned and strict Church of the Holy Light, it is inevitable that there will be such unusual people."
"Ancestor, what are you going to do with this missionary?" Heti asked curiously. "It is not a good idea to leave him out like this, is it?"
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