Everyone Became Lords: I Became A Base-Building Fanatic - Chapter 24

Chapter 24 Firearm Forging Technique

On the hill, Fang Ping, who was riding the Skeleton Dog and looking down, saw that the battle with the Goblin tribe had ended. He then directed the Skeleton Dog to head toward the Goblin camp.

A few seconds later, Fang Ping arrived at the Goblin camp that was filled with wails and green blood.

However, was it because the color of the blood on the ground was wrong?

Or was it that his heart still yearned to conquer? In any case, Fang Ping didn’t feel any discomfort facing such a place filled with the smell of blood and wails. Instead, he enjoyed it all.

By the time Fang Ping was patrolling the mine, the Elite Soldier and Skeleton Soldiers had already completed their massacre of the Goblin miners in the mine. They were also pushing several mining carts. Meanwhile, the mined ores in the mine were taken out from the mine and piled up where the ores were originally placed.

Looking at the small pile of ores on the ground, the corners of Fang Ping’s mouth curled up to his ears. He could not stop laughing as he looked at the ores.

“My ancestors didn’t lie to me. Indeed, those who do evil things enjoy all of the riches. I actually obtained so many ores in just one invasion. If not for the fact that I only have so many Skeleton Soldiers, I would really want to occupy this place and rely on the characteristics of the Skeleton Soldiers to mine ores crazily.”

“However, these gains are enough for me to use for a long time. Leave a few Skeleton Soldiers to guard this mine. We’ll talk about it in the future.”

Then, he gave an order to the Elite Skeleton beside him. Other than the five Skeleton Soldiers guarding the mine, the remaining Skeleton Soldiers drove the mining cart back to the territory.

After giving the order, Fang Ping began to search the various tents in the tribe to see if there was anything he could use.

After a round of searching, Fang Ping found quite a number of construction blueprints. Not only were there blueprints for mining carts, but there were also various mining equipment, cold weapon blueprints, and firearm blueprints.

Fang Ping looked at the firearm blueprints and instantly imagined what the firepower storm would look like when the army of Skeleton Soldiers, which had reached a healthy number, faced the enemy.

Just thinking about the scene at that moment made Fang Ping extremely excited.

Originally, he had only come to rob a wave of minerals. He did not expect to obtain such an unexpected harvest. He did not know if these were the guaranteed gains from the first invasion or if he was lucky.

Fang Ping took the various blueprints. He left the Elite Skeleton to lead the ordinary Skeleton Soldiers to continue transporting the mined ores to the territory. Then, he rode the skeleton dog and quickly returned to the territory.

Under the full speed of the Skeleton Dog, it only took ten minutes to return to his territory.

After that, Fang Ping carried the various blueprints back to the forging construction area and let the Skeleton Soldiers forge firearms according to the blueprints.

However, after a few experiments, they still could not forge a firearm. This made Fang Ping very frustrated. He kept thinking about what went wrong.

After stroking the stubble on his chin and pondering for a while, a thought flashed across Fang Ping’s mind. He suddenly remembered that he only had the resources to forge firearms and the blueprints, but he did not have the necessary skills for forging.

Moreover, the Skeleton Soldiers did not have self-awareness. They could not determine the correct method to forge a firearm after countless experiments just with a blueprint. They could only mechanically build useless and empty shells of firearms according to the blueprints through Fang Ping’s instructions.

Fang Ping, who had figured out what the problem was, was very upset that he had forgotten about the most important technical problem of forging firearms. He wasted time and resources here, creating a few empty shells of firearms that could only be looked at but not used.

Since he did not have the technology to make firearms, Fang Ping opened the message board in the Trading Area to see if anyone had obtained the technology for firearms or knew how to forge firearms.

However, when he saw the silent message board, Fang Ping’s heart immediately turned cold.

After the first territory test, there were still some novice Overlords who pretended to be pitiful, asked for help, or posted various messages to exchange for Spirit Stones. Now, there was silence on the message board. There was not even one novice Overlord who sent messages.

However, out of his inner expectations, Fang Ping still put up the message that he wanted to exchange for firearm forging techniques in his shop.

At the same time, a message was sent in the silent message board, requesting to purchase firearm forging technology.

“I would like to purchase firearm forging techniques. If you have the skills, you can send me a private message.”

“I can exchange 50 Spirit Stones for a firearm forging technique. If multiple people have the same technique, I will choose the best candidate and give the eliminated parties a Spirit Stone as a consolation prize.”

After sending the message, Fang Ping waited in front of the message board for someone to send him a private message in exchange for Spirit Stones.

However, after Fang Ping waited for an hour, there were only a few people who sent some exclamations. No one sent Fang Ping a private message, wanting to exchange firearm forging techniques for Spirit Stones.

Just as Fang Ping thought that there was something wrong with the message he sent, a message from a novice Overlord made Fang Ping instantly understand what was wrong with his message.

“Which God is showing off their wealth here?”

“At this stage, the novice Overlords are either in the Stone Age or the cold weapon era.”

“However, this God has already far surpassed us and is about to forge firearms. Isn’t he a little too much of a bully?”

Fang Ping looked embarrassed as he read this message.

It was not that no one wanted to find him, but that he was much faster than the others.

While others were still fighting with cold weapons, he actually used firearms. Wasn’t this purely a dimensional reduction attack?

Even if someone had firearm forging techniques, they would probably not exchange it with him in case an extremely powerful opponent arrived and annexed their territory.

At the thought of this, Fang Ping was like a frosted eggplant. He became extremely dispirited.

Fang Ping had come in high spirits, but returned in low spirits. This was what Fang Ping was like now.

Fang Ping, who had no way of obtaining firearm forging technology, kept the information about the high-leveled firearm forging technology in the shop. Then, he closed the virtual interface of the Trading

Area.

After closing the virtual interface of the Trading Area, Fang Ping looked around at the Skeleton Soldiers who were continuously engaging in construction and forging according to his previous instructions. He shook his head helplessly.

He found a Purgatory Skeleton Soldier standing guard at the city gate and began today’s actual combat training.

A day passed as Fang Ping engaged in actual combat training with the Purgatory Skeleton Soldier. After a day of actual combat with the Purgatory Skeleton Soldier, Fang Ping vented his frustration.

He was no longer troubled by the lack of firearm forging techniques.

After all, he was too far ahead and not too far behind. If he was depressed, it should be the other novice Overlords who were depressed. Why was he disturbing himself here?