God is Coming

The third day of real dreams has arrived.

Chu Jungui took the newly completed weapon and pointed it at a tree on the opposite hillside. He took a brief look and estimated the exact distance in his mind: 1432.7767 meters. Chu Jungui pulled the trigger, and with a bang, the bullet traced a somewhat arced trajectory and landed one meter next to the small tree. Then a ball of fire burst into flames, and the small tree was instantly blown to pieces. When the smoke cleared, a shallow pit half a meter deep and seven to eight meters in diameter was left on the ground. With this power, if a person does not have special protection, he may not be able to survive even if he stands within 20 meters.

Chu Jungui thought about the trajectory just now, and then fired another shot. This time, it landed exactly where the small tree was, with a deviation of no more than 5 centimeters.

The accuracy is just okay, but the power is just so-so. Overall, Chu Jungui was quite satisfied with this gun. Then he used the remaining lightweight alloy to prepare a suit of armor for Kaitian. This armor covers from head to toe, with only the face showing many gaps for observation.

Kaitian was not interested in the armor and said: "I don't need to rely on it for protection. Human bullets can't hurt me. What's more, according to what you said, it's only the third day. They haven't built a machine gun yet, right?"

Chu Jungui pressed the helmet on Kai Tian's head and said: "Try it, the armor is not only for protection. We have many people coming in this time, and they are all under my command. When we meet other team members in the future, they are also wearing disguises."

Kaitian reluctantly put on the armor. It is said to be a lightweight alloy, but this armor also weighs dozens of kilograms, which is twice as heavy as Kaitian's weight at the moment. However, Kaitian moves without any sluggishness, and can even levitate for a short time!

Chu Jungui asked, and Kaitian gave another organ structure. This is a miniature organ composed of cells. Its function is to achieve traction in different directions in a real dream environment. If the traction force is directed upward, it will form a certain anti-gravity effect. This is also the result of previous civilizations.

This tiny organ is suitable for Kaitian, but it is not very useful for Chu Jungui. Chu Jungui now has 10 kilograms of charged protein in his body. It can be said that every bit of weight is very stressful. After adding this miniature organ, all combat skills have to be adapted again, and there is not so much time at this time.

"What are we doing today?" Kaitian asked.

Now that we have the tools, metal materials, and basic self-defense weapons, it’s time to decide on the direction of action. Chu Jungui thought about Kaitian's experience in controlling the Scavenger and fighting against Festering Sky, and felt that relying on individual force was a bit unreliable, at least not for now. He thought for a while and said, "You continue to develop, and then today we will build a floating chariot."

In the distance, the federal camp.

There was a loud gunshot, and the target 50 meters away shattered into pieces. The shooter's body was slightly shaken by the huge recoil. She put down the rifle in her hand and said: "The accuracy and power are decent, but the recoil is a bit strong, and the impact point spread is also a bit large."

A middle-aged man next to him said: "We don't have precision machining equipment. We all rely on handwork. The accuracy of the barrel is already pretty good. Don't forget that this is only the third day."

The woman picked up a bullet, looked at the obvious filing marks on it, and said, "The progress over there at the Community will not be slower than ours. They have more people coming in and they also have a specialized division of labor."

The man snorted and said, "The Community is a troublemaker! But we do have to be careful about them. It is said that they plan to monopolize it this time."

"Then they must be able to eat it! In addition, from now on, if we meet people from the dynasty and they do not take the initiative to provoke us, we will let them go." The woman ordered.

A young subordinate was a little puzzled: "Why? Do you want to reconcile with the dynasty? But we have already killed seven of them, and one of our own brothers died in their hands."

The woman said calmly: "Keeping the people in the dynasty can make the people in the community busier. Our task is to first find the technology left behind by that civilization."

"Aren't we going to close the passage?" The young man was a little confused.

The woman sneered and said, "Let Austin, Dr. Zero and Chu Jungui do such a big thing. We can just focus on small goals. I'm hungry. Is the meal ready?"

"It's ready."

The woman walked to the outdoor dining table and sat down, and then her subordinate brought a bowl of soup made from vegetables, leaves and wild fruits. She frowned slightly: "No meat at all?"

"I've looked for it, not to mention game here. I can't even see the flies or mice, and I can't find any meat at all." The chef complained.

The woman drank the vegetable soup in one go and walked to the other end of the camp. This is a processing site, with two local iron melting furnaces next to it. Two people are carefully pouring the molten iron fresh from the furnace into the mold and pouring it into shape. In the center of the field is a workstation with tools and semi-finished products scattered around. A middle-aged man was holding a part and polishing it with a small hand.

The woman knelt down in front of the craftsman and asked, "How many guns can you make by this time tomorrow?"

The craftsman said without raising his head: "Three handfuls."

"Can the accuracy and range be improved?" the woman asked again.

"No! Unless you give me better tools."

The requirements for tools are higher than those for guns. Craftsmen build the tools first and then the guns. The woman stood up, feeling that the current range accuracy was almost enough.

In the community camp, a man is testing a gun. Gunshots rang out and a cloud of thick black smoke came out. When the black smoke dissipated, the man saw that the edge of the wooden target 50 meters away was missing, and the shot barely hit the target. The man's face suddenly darkened, and he called the craftsman over and cursed him.

Nick watched from the side, and after the craftsmen left in despair, he said: "You can't blame them, it's a problem with the performance of the gunpowder. This time, the environment changed again, and it was hard for them to find a gunpowder formula that could be used. It’s okay, it doesn’t matter if we have a gun now, we still have time.”

As he spoke, Nick flicked his hand casually, and the blade that was jumping and dancing between his fingers flew 50 meters and hit the bullseye.

Nick got up, returned to the center of the camp, and asked, "Where's Erin?"

"She took her people out this morning. She said she heard about Lord MacMillan's whereabouts and went to meet him."

Nick's face darkened, "Who told her the news?"

"Someone came here in the morning and talked with Lady Erin for a few minutes. Then she gathered people and left not long after."

"Do you remember what that guy looks like?"

"I recognize him, Puran Barry."

"I know." Nick showed no expression and walked out of the camp silently.

It was already dark, and the third day was coming to an end. Chu Jungui moved a disc with a diameter of one meter, mounted it on a bracket, and used his strength to weld it shut. The vehicle Chu Jungui had just built had a machine body in the middle and a disk on each side. The shape was somewhat similar to the drones from ancient times. Chu Jungui threw the remaining materials and tools into the cargo box and led Kaitian into the driver's seat. Immediately, the four discs revealed a faint light, and Chu Jungui took Kaitian into the sky and flew into the distance in the night.