[Mission rewards: 1. Six Rebirth Pills; 2. Sancai Killing Formation; 3. Zixia Magical Skill; 4. Martial Saint Tower]
[Note: If you fail this mission, you will lose the title of Son of the Plane.]
This is a system task triggered by Lao Zhu after a series of operations in the late Qing Dynasty.
Zhu Biao was a little emotional.
Such a murderous mission, according to Lao Zhu's character, he would be crazy to kill.
And even though the task time is ten years, this task is really difficult.
Two hundred thousand mortals can still be killed according to Lao Zhu's character, but it will be difficult for one hundred extraordinary beings.
You must know that in the early Ming Dynasty, only the strong ones who opened up the Dantian or the Sea of Qi could be called extraordinary people. In the late Qing Dynasty, although Zhu Biao had not seen extraordinary people, he only saw the innate strong people who opened up the Dantian and the sea of Qi.
No matter how difficult it is for the immortal cultivators, you will understand how powerful the extraordinary ones are.
It's not easy to kill a hundred people like this!
It’s not easy to find!
"It seems that for this mission, I can no longer lie down and enjoy the success!"
"Why don't you tell Lao Zhu directly about the system?" The thought just crossed Zhu Biao's mind, but he rejected it directly.
If the fact that I used Lao Zhu as a tool was discovered, I would probably reap the consequences.
Ever since he told him that he was not planning to have a child too early, Lao Zhu had been thinking about beating himself up to vent his anger for a long time.
How could I let him succeed?
So we still have to work hard for Lao Zhu and continue to be this tool man.
The worst thing is, if you don't kill enough, you can just help him kill some secretly.
Soon Zhu Biao sent the organized tasks to Lao Zhu.
At this moment, Lao Zhu was in the Sumeru Illusion World, studying two things brought back from the late Qing Dynasty with a group of researchers, a flintlock gun and a steam engine removed from a paddle-wheel battleship.
"The structure is ingenious and the design works together, it's simply miraculous!" An old man in his fifties couldn't help but dance when he looked at these two things.
"Don't talk about those useless things, just tell me how long it will take to imitate them!" Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the old man speechlessly and said.
"Your Majesty, you are too difficult for me!"
"This gun is easy to imitate, but it will take time, but the steam engine is difficult to imitate!"
As the president of the newly established Academy of Sciences, Wan Hu said seriously: "First of all...!"
"stop……!"
"We don't understand what you said."
"Don't tell us about those things that are not available. This gun should be copied as soon as possible, and then put into production by the Military War Bureau. This steam engine is of great use to us, and it is also left to you. The next biggest task of the Academy of Sciences is
Conquer it, do you understand?" Zhu Yuanzhang said seriously.
To be honest, Wanhu was a little reluctant.
His biggest dream is to build a machine that can fly into the sky, so that he can sit on it and appreciate the beautiful mountains and rivers of the Ming Dynasty. However, these two things are not compatible with flying at all!
He had been having a lively chat with the new Taoist priests from the Sanshan Taoist Sect recently, and he was ready to give up using gunpowder to propel him to the sky, and wanted to use spiritual power as a power source instead.
But this is not easy either and requires a lot of research and experiments.
"Your Majesty, I saw the rifle you gave me. It should be mass-produced with special grinding tools. We don't have that kind of grinding tools. Even if we can imitate it, the output will not be too large. If you want the whole army equipment,
I’m afraid it won’t be possible in a short time.”
"The same goes for steam engines. It's not difficult for me and a group of skilled craftsmen to imitate one or two, but mass production is difficult." Wan Hu said.
"Don't worry, we'll just catch a few barbarian craftsmen for you to use next time we come back."
"If it doesn't work, organize troops, attack the hometowns of the barbarians, and seize all their equipment-making machines!" Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes flashed with a cold light.
Why can China only be beaten and bombarded by artillery at its own doorstep, while the hometowns of the barbarians can sit back and relax?
Why can't I go to their hometown?
He had this idea before when he was in the late Ming Dynasty, but unfortunately he didn't have enough time at that time.
But this time, he had plenty of time to play slowly with those Westerners.
At this moment, the mission system modified by Zhu Biao finally arrived.
[Killing one is a sin, killing ten thousand is considered a hero; killing nine million is considered a hero among heroes.]
[Note: If you fail this mission, you will lose the title of Son of the Plane.]
"Is there another mission?" Zhu Yuanzhang frowned slightly. To be honest, he didn't like this kind of thing where people led him by the nose and dictated what he had to do.
But the last sentence forced him to pay attention to it.
If you fail the mission, you will no longer be able to have a portal and go to other worlds. Wouldn’t life suddenly lose a lot of fun?
Zhu Yuanzhang was extremely unwilling to do this.
"In that case, just do it reluctantly!"
"This mission is just to kill people?
"It's quite simple..."
"But... if we know who sent us the mission, we will definitely make him look good!" Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes flashed with a cold light.
A month later, with everything ready and ready to go, Zhu Yuanzhang once again took Mao Xiang and others to the late Qing Dynasty.
The last time they went back was on an uninhabited island, and now they are still in the same location.
Unlike a month ago, Zhu Yuanzhang did not have any plans. After Yue Jinyiwei's exploration and understanding of the situation in the entire China and even neighboring countries, Zhu Yuanzhang already had a vague plan for a future foothold in this world.
"Have you contacted the holy aunt Zheng Yisao?" Zhu Yuanzhang asked Mao Xiang next to him.
"We have already contacted him. After she found out that we brought two paddle boats and nearly 500 people joined us, she was very happy and said that we are welcome to come over at any time!"
"good!"
Zhu Yuanzhang grinned, pondered for a moment and then said: "I heard that this holy aunt has an immortal body. Now she is over seventy years old, and she is still as beautiful as a girl in her twenties, and she is served by many handsome men.
, Mu Ying is young and brave, and has extraordinary bearing. Maybe she can use her beauty trick when the time comes."
Mu Ying next to her: "...!"
He felt as if he had been shot while lying down.
But when he heard about the immortal body, he couldn't help but glance at Zhang Sanfeng, who was following him all the way and was keeping a low profile.
Is this person over a hundred years old now?
Aren’t you still getting younger as you live?
If you say you are not old, I am afraid that the holy aunt will have to move back to make room for this Teng to talk.