"It turns out that uncle has experienced this kind of thing..."
Gordon folded the letter, "It's understandable to give up everything and desperately chase the ancient dragon who killed his family.
But when he couldn't find any more information, he hunted monsters indiscriminately to vent his anger, and it was impossible for the guild to let him go. "
At this point, Gordon was silent for two seconds and smiled self-deprecatingly, "It may be a bit arrogant to say 'understanding'. After all, we have never truly experienced the so-called 'hate', and there is no such thing as empathy.
Regardless of whether that ancient dragon was real or not, the moment he witnessed his family being shattered, he was... no longer the same person. "
"Gordon believes that what Uncle Black Hawk encountered was an ancient dragon, not a meteorite cat?"
"It's impossible to judge on this point. I can only say that I tend to believe it." Gordon thought for a while, "Take Lan Long as an example. Do you still remember the scene when we first encountered Lan Long?"
"Of course, meow!"
"If the airship crashes and all the crew members, including me, are killed, you will be the only one to survive.
You ran to the guild alone to report that you encountered an ancient dragon that controlled the storm, but the guild determined that the airship just hit an ordinary storm and crashed.
At this time, how can you prove that what you said is fact and not an illusion? "
Pig Chop scratched and wiped his beard repeatedly, lowered his little head and said: "There is no way to prove it, meow. There are traces of being torn apart by the wind on the wreckage of the airship. Meow, the mist dragon is hidden in the wind and clouds. It comes and goes without a trace, meow. It's very difficult." Hard to spot meow.
Even if he caught up with Lan Long elsewhere afterwards, there was no way to prove that Lan Long was the culprit who caused the airship to crash. "
With a confused expression, he stuffed the folded letter into the drawer.
Gordon spoke again: "To take a step back, assuming that everything is really said by a certain ancient dragon, Black Eagle found the evidence and even found the lair of that ancient dragon. Enzyme
What can be done?
Gulong is a 'natural disaster'. People can avoid natural disasters, prevent natural disasters, and work together to prevent natural disasters, but can they avenge natural disasters?
Unless it is some kind of extremely vicious ancient dragon that frequently attacks human strongholds, the guild will never organize forces to carry out crusade, and will even strictly prohibit Black Hawk's private revenge actions.
This is not to say that they are pedantic. The Great Elder and the others must consider the problem from a higher level. If Gu Long is angered, it will only cause a more terrible disaster.
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It was probably because Black Hawk realized this that he completely broke with the guild and embarked on a journey of revenge alone.
His own life, the safety of others, and the balance of nature, none of it mattered. As long as he could avenge his family, he was probably willing to pay any price. "
"Meow..." Pig Chop didn't know what to say. enzyme
Gordon patted its little head, "Okay, don't think so much, this matter has nothing to do with us anymore, let the people in Guild Dark Night have a headache."
"That's right, Meow. Even with Gordon's shame, Meow wouldn't be hit by a meteorite!"
"Yeah, right."
...
Life is back on track.
On this day, Gordon received a piece of good news that made him excited. He immediately dropped what he was doing and rushed to the workshop of the great craftsman of Longliyuan.
——The strengthening of the Great Sword [King Tiger] has been completed, and now it should be called [King Tiger]. enzyme
This naming method is really weird and casual.
In the workshop, Gordon not only saw the old craftsman with a funny beard, but also the chief engineer of Longliyuan.
The two of them were having a heated discussion around several drawings.
Regarding the modifications proposed by Black Hawk and the letter from the master craftsman, he gave it to the master craftsman a few days ago and asked him to forward it to the chief engineer.
It seems that the latter has achieved some results.
"Ah, boy Gordon is here." Noticing that the light at the door was blocked by a tall figure, the great craftsman looked back and said hello casually.
The chief engineer's attention was not distracted by the visitor at all. He slapped the drawings vigorously, "Is Black Hawk's idea valuable? Of course it is. Enzyme
Based on his modifications, we can make a sword that is much more powerful than the trial product.
But it is destined to become only a beautiful piece of art, not a weapon for hunters!
Stuffing a gyroscope into a weapon? ! Good thing he figured it out!
The large gyroscopes used on spaceships are still unable to avoid malfunctions, let alone miniaturizing them to less than the size of a fist and stuffing them into weapons, where they are constantly subjected to collisions, impacts, and vibrations!
Even if this big sword is made, it will definitely break down frequently! "
Gordon, who didn't dare to disturb the two of them, overheard this and couldn't help but nodded in agreement.
Hunters' requirements for weapons are not only powerful, but also reliable. enzyme
Just like the Epitaph Sword, although the material is special, the structure is extremely simple. As long as it is not completely broken, the failure rate is zero.
Switching to explosive knives and boom swords with built-in retractable mechanisms, their reliability is slightly less than half. However, the structure of this mechanism is very mature and the failure rate is very low.
Looking at the current trial jet sword, due to its complex structure and the use of too many new technologies, the failure rate may be 10 to 20%.
This kind of failure rate is already unacceptable to hunters. Because of this, the great craftsman reminded Gordon not to use this trial product to hunt monsters that are too difficult, just practice it.
Black Hawk proposed that the "automatic control nozzle" plan that the master craftsmen participated in drafting could barely be produced with the current technology, but considering the fragility of precision parts, the failure rate was over 50%.
After hearing this, Gordon felt that he would never use such a thing anyway...
Risking your life? ! enzyme
After mumbling for a long time, the chief engineer finally noticed Gordon's arrival. He pointed at Gordon and said, "Your master also made some unconstructive suggestions."
"Huh?" Gordon raised a question mark over his head.
Why don't you offer any constructive suggestions?
But he still subconsciously asked, "What suggestions?"
"Do you know about 'bionics'?"
The old dragon man jumped down from the table, without any intention of waiting for Gordon to answer, and said to himself: "Nature is the greatest designer.
From fish, humans learned streamlined shipbuilding technology; from birds and floating jellyfish, they learned to build airships; from the breath of flying dragons, they learned to make artillery. enzyme
In the face of nature, human technology and knowledge are too insignificant. It is better to find answers from the creatures that have survived countless years of natural competition and eliminated the fittest.
Perhaps the perfect solution to the power and reliability of the jet sword can be found in some creatures.
Sounds reasonable, right? "
"Uh, yeah." Gordon nodded.
"I also think it makes sense, but it's useless. There are indeed creatures in nature that use jet fluids to obtain propulsion, such as octopuses, fish, shellfish, etc.
But all that provides is a burst of propulsion, and we've already solved that part of the problem.
After the trial product is slightly improved, the structure is optimized, and the reliability is improved, it can be regarded as a finished product. enzyme
But there is no way to achieve the perfect state of explosiveness and continuity, stability and flexibility that Cambay and Blackhawks, well, and I... we expect.
But there is no such creature in nature! "
