"Is this... firearm ammunition?"
Liang Xin’an took the paper and, with just a glance, saw through the details.
"That’s right."
Zhao Ya knew he couldn’t hide it from an expert like Liang Xin’an, so he admitted it directly.
Liang Xin’an immediately lost interest, "I haven’t really researched firearms; it’s that group from the Thunder and Fire Department working on it. But from this drawing, it doesn’t seem very complicated."
"Not very complicated?" Zhao Ya was a bit surprised.
"Of course, the reason I’m not interested in firearms is because they’re too simple and crude. Just load more gunpowder, and their power increases. There’s no technical elegance, really boring."
Hearing this, Zhao Ya fell into thought.
If it’s truly as simple as Liang Xin’an described, then there’s a problem.
Why doesn’t the firearm he made beyond the world have the same power?
After all, Zhao Ya managed to severely wound Jingping Saint using the firearm he seized from Ye Xunhuan.
Seemingly noticing Zhao Ya’s confusion, Liang Xin’an patiently asked again, "Any other questions? If not, please leave quickly; we still have work to do."
Zhao Ya smiled, not wanting to disturb further, and turned to leave the room.
Now is not the time to bring out the firearms.
Once Liang Xin’an has finished renovating the Crossbow Arrow Workbench, I’ll bring it out for advice.
To keep someone like Liang Xin’an around, I must cater to his interests and keep his curiosity piqued.
In the following days, Liang Xin’an stayed put, spending all his time in the room with Gui Xuanqing and Jin Fu, tinkering with the Crossbow Platform.
The extent of their obsessive dedication was so extreme that even the younger Gui Xuanqing and Jin Fu struggled to keep up.
Fortunately, with the relentless efforts of the three, the renovation progress of the Crossbow Arrow Workbench advanced rapidly.
Finally, after five days, Gui Xuanqing and Jin Fu were slumped on the ground, looking at the newly revamped machine with blank expressions.
They should have been excited, filled with enthusiasm.
But the intense workload of the past days had drained all their passion, leaving them only to stare with bloodshot eyes.
In contrast, Liang Xin’an’s condition was much better.
Although his hair was even messier than before, and there were more oil stains on his clothes,
these changes were insignificant, unable to dampen his overwhelming enthusiasm.
"What are you standing there for? Come over and try it out, see the results of our hard work over these days," Liang Xin’an said excitedly.
Gui Xuanqing and Jin Fu struggled to get up from the ground, stumbling toward the platform.
Seeing their state, Liang Xin’an was rather frustrated.
"Too weak. While your talents in mechanical manufacturing are notable, your physical condition and cultivation are too weak."
"We need strong bodies in our line of work; otherwise, you can’t even handle staying up late."
"Huh? We have to stay up late in the future?" Gui Xuanqing said, almost lamenting.
"Of course!" Liang Xin’an said, as if it were self-evident.
"Staying up late is basic; sometimes, being busy means not eating for three to five days."
"Ah!" Gui Xuanqing let out a despairing sigh.
Jin Fu, on the other hand, seemed calm, possibly just too exhausted to talk.
Liang Xin’an adjusted the machine and began producing crossbow arrows.
Watching him, it was as if a child were playing with his most beloved toy.
With the turning of high-precision gears, a crossbow arrow gradually took shape.
First the shaft, then the arrowhead...
In less than a cup of tea’s time, a shiny crossbow arrow was fully formed.
When Liang Xin’an took the crossbow arrow off the workbench, he scrutinized it critically and then revealed a satisfied expression.
Even by his standards, this crossbow arrow met all requirements.
Although the arrowhead’s durability might be slightly inferior to the original due to material reasons, the straightness of the shaft was even superior.
For a Mechanical Crossbow, the arrow’s straightness is crucial, directly affecting the success rate of long-range sniping.
Which means, at least in terms of performance, this Crossbow Arrow Workbench is more advanced than the equipment used by the Mechanical Sect.
Liang Xin’an studied it with interest before handing it to Gui Xuanqing.
Upon receiving it, Gui Xuanqing’s tired spirit was notably revitalized.
"Beautiful!"
Besides mechanical manufacturing, he was also passionate about mechanical crossbow shooting.
He immediately sensed the arrow’s extraordinary quality.
Jin Fu also took a close look, and one can imagine his excitement.
After all, this workbench was the product of their joint efforts, a testament to their blood, sweat, and tears.
Now, they finally saw results, their hearts naturally swelling with excitement.
But just as Jin Fu and Gui Xuanqing were invigorated, Liang Xin’an suddenly lost interest, stretching his long body and yawning.
"Boring, I’m going to sleep."
Saying this, Liang Xin’an moved to the bed in the corner and fell asleep.
In a blink of an eye, thunderous snores resounded, the entire process swift and clean.