Senior Brother, Stop It, You Are A Villain!

A Loving Father And A Filial Son (1)

Feng Shao didn’t know if a Transcend Tribulation realm cultivator could withstand a blow from the theoretical weapon that Dai Zhixin mentioned. He only knew that Dai Zhixin had a big brain.

But Feng Shao was also a little moved.

In fact, people who travel through time do have advantages over the natives of this world. This advantage is not reflected in modern science but in divergent thinking. Even in a world without scientific grounds, transmigrators with divergent thinking can also make changes in some aspects.

Just like Dai Zhixin, she actually used the methods of cultivators to make an industrial standard pistol.

Although the power is still very average, this is at least a starting point. As long as it goes through many more attempts, it is entirely possible to create a weapon that can have a lethal effect on Transcend Tribulation realm cultivators.

Even if they can’t make a weapon that can hurt a Transcend Tribulation Realm cultivator, it’s not bad to be able to make a weapon that can kill cultivators below the Transcend Tribulation realm.

This world is so vast, but who knows how many people or cultivators are there in the Taiqing realm? How many are in the Transcend Tribulation realm? And how long will it take them to cultivate to such a high realm? Now the youngest Transcend Tribulation realm cultivator in the entire Upper Domain may be his own mother-in-law, Xiao Ruoyao.

But even Xiao Ruoyao took decades of cultivation to reach the Transcend Tribulation realm!

But then, Feng Shao thought about it again and suddenly felt that there was no need to be too hard-headed on this matter.

It doesn’t matter even if the weapon can’t threaten cultivators at the Transcend Tribulation realm or even those at the Taiqing realm. He still has a Cultivation Academy in his hand! With the tens of thousands of ancient books from the Cultivation Academy as its foundation, it is not impossible to cultivate a high-level cultivator.

At that time, low-level combat power could be ordinary people holding modern industrial standard weapons, and high-level combat power could be advanced cultivators holding divine armament weapons.

After thinking about it like this, it’s obviously very clever!

In Feng Shao’s mind, a strange picture suddenly popped up.

Above the clouds, a group of Taiqing realm and Transcend Tribulation realm cultivators fought and killed with artifacts; on the ground, a group of ordinary people charged into battle with AK47s.

On one side, tanks and missile vehicles “rumble” and fire, and on the other side, cultivators “swish” and throw explosives while on their flying swords.

Gunpowder smoke filled the air, spells raged, planes hovered, and spirit beasts roared.

The cannon and the flames fly together, and the EMP weapons are like lightning…

Tsk tsk tsk, he can’t help but feel very emotional when he thinks about it!

Thinking of this, Feng Shao suddenly became enlightened.

So he said to Dai Zhixin, “This military workshop is very good, I am very optimistic about it. I will arrange for more people to come here, and you strive to develop more powerful weapons as soon as possible!”

With Feng Shao’s clear support, Dai Zhixin immediately became happy, and even saluted, “I promise to complete the task!”

Feng Shao nodded in satisfaction and was about to turn around to leave, but Dai Zhixin said immediately afterward, “By the way, boss, I still have a plan for building an army, do you want to take a look?”

Feng Shao: “…”

Why does he feel that this style of painting regarding the development of Wuling City is getting more and more crooked?

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Dai Zhixin’s “wonderful ideas” were indeed a bit too much, and Feng Shao chatted with her for an entire afternoon before finishing the chat.

Unexpectedly, this palm-sized girl also had a heart for hegemony hidden in her heart.

Moreover, Feng Shao had a premonition that it might not be long before the painting style of this world would completely change. He just doesn’t know if people in this world can get used to such a world by that time.

Especially some old monsters who have been in seclusion for decades, maybe when they walk out of their immortal caves after finishing their seclusions, what they see will be a world that they can’t understand at all.

That night, Feng Shao returned home after a day of work.

At this time, Lin Xiaoran was still writing something at the desk, with a look of concentration.

On the other side of the room, Feng Lingxue was playing with Feng Lingyu in her arms.

Feng Lingyu seemed to be relying more and more on this elder sister, as long as Feng Lingxue couldn’t be seen for a moment, he would keep making noises.

This made Lin Xiaoran, a mother, couldn’t help feeling that her son was about to be abducted by another woman!

Noticing Feng Shao’s return, Lin Xiaoran raised his head and gave him a faint smile, and said, “Are you done?”

Feng Shao gave a “hmm” and went to tease his son for a while. It’s a pity that Feng Lingyu doesn’t seem to be very close to his biological father, waving his arms as if trying to push Feng Shao away, but turning his head, he yelled at Feng Lingxue non-stop.

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