Player, Behave Yourself—This World Might Actually Collapse – Chapter 132

Warrior Industry 10

Chapter 132: Warrior Industry 10

As Lin Qi Fa asked, a trace of embarrassment appeared on Yi Ye Fu Yun’s face.

“Master of the Pavilion, several of my experiments have failed.” Yi Ye Fu Yun quickly added, “but I’ve also discovered many problems. As long as these problems can be solved, the superconducting electromagnetic gun I am making will definitely succeed.”

He was very confident about manufacturing the superconducting electromagnetic gun. He even felt this was his chance to earn his first pot of gold in High Martial Arts Descend.

The manufacture of weapons and equipment is a highly profitable industry in any virtual game. The fantasy game he played before was like that. Back then, he chose the blacksmith side profession, opened his own weapon shop, even turned it into a chain, and only then did he gain a considerable fortune in the game and build his own free adventurer group to clear extremely high difficulty dungeons.

Now that more and more players are entering High Martial Arts Descend, it is only a matter of time before the large guilds from other games move in. If he wanted to quickly form his own team of experts and compete with other guilds for resources, the funds required would be enormous.

Yi Ye Fu Yun knew very well he was not a peerless expert like his older sister and that he would later have a group of followers. If he wanted to keep experts, he could only do so through large amounts of funds.

Funds in reality were simple, but funds in High Martial Arts Descend were difficult. The mainstream way was to do tasks and kill monsters. For an individual to obtain large amounts at present in Crimson Moon Mountain was unrealistic.

The only possibility was to get a life side profession going and do business with players and NPCs. Only then might it work.

If he could really create a ranged weapon that players could use, whose attack power was higher than weapons of the same level while its price was lower, other players would definitely be willing to purchase it, and by then he would surely earn a huge profit.

If Lin Qi, the NPC with the highest permissions in the game at present, could take an interest, then his plan would undoubtedly succeed faster.

“What problems? Tell me. I’ll see if I can help.” Lin Qi nodded, also very much agreeing with Yi Ye Fu Yun’s idea.

If Yi Ye Fu Yun could really succeed, it could absolutely open a new era in the age of martial artists.

Seeing that Lin Qi was interested, Yi Ye Fu Yun hurriedly said, “Master of the Pavilion, there are currently two problems. The first is that the weapon’s usage requirements are too high. The second is the materials used for manufacturing.”

“This superconducting electromagnetic gun needs lightning force. It is different from directly blasting with Lightning Palm. It requires controlling lightning force to deliver an instant strike inside the gun barrel, which demands extremely high control of internal force. This is also the main reason my several experiments failed.”

“The second problem is the A6-grade alloy used to make the gun body cannot endure this kind of high energy shooting many times. It needs at least B-grade alloy, but I don’t have a machine tool that can cut B-grade alloy. The superconducting electromagnetic gun I produce will likely be scrapped after only a few uses.”

After speaking, Yi Ye Fu Yun could not help looking at Lin Qi, his eyes full of expectation.

He had previously tried it with Ye Qinglu, attempting to concentrate lightning force in the gun barrel for an instant burst. Ye Qinglu could do it, but her internal force was not strong enough. The bullets fired were only a bit stronger than those of a sniper rifle, with a range of only twenty meters. The result was very unsatisfactory.

As for the use of internal force and the total amount of internal force, if you asked who was the number one in the entire game, it was undoubtedly Lin Qi.

As long as Lin Qi was willing to try, they could know whether the superconducting electromagnetic gun he made was really that powerful. Then he would only need to figure out how to improve and lower the difficulty for players to use it.

As for the second problem, when it came to a machine tool that could grind B-grade alloy, probably only Lin Qi as the hall master could get one. After all, the transaction permissions between NPCs were definitely much higher than those between players and NPCs. Otherwise, the NPC shops in the suburbs would not be selling B-grade series weapons.

“I can help with your first problem.” Lin Qi nodded, then smiled and said, “but the medium machine tool you mentioned is not easy to get, and the price is very high. I can get it for you, but you need to agree to one condition.”

Whether it was the first or second problem, neither was difficult for him now, but if he helped Yi Ye Fu Yun just like that, he felt he would be at a loss.

“Please state your condition, Master of the Pavilion.” Seeing hope, Yi Ye Fu Yun agreed at once.

“For the weapon shop you open, I can give you a discount on shop purchases and a reduction in tax rates. I can also sell you the medium machine tool, but for the weapon shop you open, I want 51 percent of the shares,” Lin Qi said directly.

He could ignore players opening shops to sell loot, but for something that would obviously change the era in the future, to prevent problems down the line, it had to be in his own hands.

Although he could expel players at any time and freeze their permissions to enter the High Martial Arts World, in order to make other players feel things were fair and to ensure the future development of the weapon shop would not be exploited by other factions, it was only right to first secure the weapon shop’s voice in his own hands.

“A discount on shop purchases and tax reduction?” As soon as he heard this, Yi Ye Fu Yun agreed without hesitation. “No problem, I can sign a contract with you right now, Master of the Pavilion.”

Yi Ye Fu Yun did not know what Lin Qi was thinking, but this condition was simply too good for him as a player.

Although he would lose 51 percent of the shares, shares in the game were a joke. If the highest-permission NPC truly did not allow it, could you possibly overturn the heavens?

Why did players in games try to increase NPC favorability if not to improve their permissions?

In Yi Ye Fu Yun’s view, this transaction was like triggering a hidden task: using half of the shop’s profit to exchange for a portion of permissions. To hesitate even half a second on a task that could increase player permissions would be an insult to those permissions.

Lin Qi then signed a contract with Yi Ye Fu Yun. From then on, any shop Yi Ye Fu Yun purchased that was used as a weapon shop would enjoy a 50 percent discount, the income tax on the weapon shop would be only 8 percent, there would be priority qualification to purchase machine tools, and Obsidian Martial Arts Hall would hold 51 percent of the weapon shop’s shares.

Only after the contract was signed did Yi Ye Fu Yun excitedly bring Lin Qi to a test site inside the mine.

This test site was a mine tunnel Yi Ye Fu Yun had specially ordered to be dug out. There were even people guarding the entrance and exit, clearly showing how seriously Yi Ye Fu Yun took the development of the superconducting electromagnetic gun.

“Master of the Pavilion, the targets are all set up. We can start at any time.” After setting up the targets, Yi Ye Fu Yun hid to the side and shouted.

The targets Yi Ye Fu Yun set up totaled nine: at twenty meters, thirty meters, forty meters, up to one hundred meters. Each target was a wooden frame with an A6-grade piece of armor standing on it, which could test not only the maximum range of the superconducting electromagnetic gun, but also the bullet’s penetration.

Lin Qi took out the newly made “Desert Eagle” from Yi Ye Fu Yun and first aimed at the twenty-meter target.

Because Yi Ye Fu Yun used smelted A6-grade alloy, the handgun itself weighed more than ten kilograms. Players who had just entered the High Martial Arts World could not hold it steady with one hand; they at least had to reach apprentice level to aim normally.

But for Lin Qi, this weight was very light. With only a slight aim, he immediately mobilized his lightning force. Under the control of his powerful mental secret technique, Lin Qi instantly concentrated half of the internal force he would normally unleash in a burst into the gun barrel.

As he pulled the trigger and the round was chambered, the lightning force instantly struck the alloy bullet.

Bang!

A blinding, scorching white light sprayed out of the gun barrel, with a faint burnt smell in the air. It not only directly penetrated the twenty-meter target, but also punched a big hole through the A6-grade armor, and only after flying to about fifty meters did the white light fully dissipate.

“It worked! I did it!”

Yi Ye Fu Yun’s face was full of wild joy as he looked at the A6-grade armor that had been completely pierced through.

Among metals of the same level, the A6-grade armor was like a sheet of paper, and the attack distance could reach 50 meters. This distance was already very ideal and much farther than Luo Wu Shang’s Sword Qi Slash.

“This penetrating power really is terrifying.” Lin Qi looked at the now scorching hot “Desert Eagle” in his hand, a bit amazed. “Unfortunately, with the level of A6-grade alloy, it can probably only withstand three or four shots before being scrapped.”

After speaking, Lin Qi aimed at the fifty-meter target and fired using seventy percent of his full lightning force.

Bang!

This time, the gun body turned completely red. Rings of pale blue spread out through the air. Before the sound even reached them, the fifty-meter target had been pierced through, and the pierced spot on the A6-grade armor was glowing red from the heat.

“Damn! Four Mach rings!”

Yi Ye Fu Yun stared at the slowly dissipating Mach rings in midair, his jaw dropping.

The normal firing speed of a coilgun exceeds the speed of sound. As long as it exceeds the speed of sound, a Mach ring forms in the air. Each additional Mach ring represents a multiple of the speed of sound.

However, because other players’ internal force was insufficient, the Mach rings from their bullets were not obvious. On close observation there were only two or three Mach rings, reaching speeds of around a kilometer per second.

But the bullet Lin Qi fired now clearly showed four Mach rings. Its initial velocity was obviously more than four times the speed of sound and very likely exceeded 1,400 meters per second.

At such a speed, fifty meters did not even take 04 seconds. Even for a martial artist, it would be extremely difficult to dodge such a terrifying speed.

“The last shot!”

Looking at the cooled “Desert Eagle,” Lin Qi aimed at the target one hundred meters away.

This time, Lin Qi did not hold back. He gathered all the lightning force he could mobilize in one breath into a single point.

Boom!

The gun barrel directly shattered and even showed signs of melting. A streak of white light flashed. At the same time, the target one hundred meters away swayed slightly, and at some unknown moment a crimson deep hole appeared in the mine wall, with waves of air reverberating through the tunnel.

“Mach 5!”

“Mach 5! It reached Mach 5!”

Yi Ye Fu Yun did not even look at the target. He stared fixedly at the five faint flaming rings in front of Lin Qi that had not yet dissipated, his gaze filled with unprecedented excitement and exhilaration.

Player, Behave Yourself—This World Might Actually Collapse

Player, Behave Yourself—This World Might Actually Collapse

玩家请自重,这个位面真的会破碎
Score 6.8
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2025 Native Language: Chinese
Lin Qi was just an ordinary young entrepreneur when he suddenly found himself in a high-martial world—one where countless races coexisted, monsters rampaged, and alien tribes flourished. Beneath the surface of these flourishing, magnificent cities lay endless piles of bones. The gods stood far above, treating the lands they ruled as their personal playgrounds. All living beings were merely their toys—created with a word, destroyed with a thought. Lin Qi discovered he had nothing but a long-abandoned martial arts school, which had been in ruins for who knows how many years, and a legacy martial system that could summon players from another world. What the players created and learned, he learned. He used the players as chess pieces and the myriad races as the board. Thus began Lin Qi’s survivalist lifestyle. “100% real virtual game—are you in or not?” “Race wars of the ages, experience the most epic battlefield ever—are you in or not?” “Get stronger in the game, get stronger in real life. So, are you in or not?” Countless years later, during one of Lin Qi’s speeches, he said: “They call me a devil from the abyss, a destroyer of civilizations, a subverter of all races, a slayer of gods—but that’s all slander.” “I’m just a guy who runs a martial arts school. I only had one dream—to open branches of my school all over the world, to improve people’s physical health and quality of life. As for their accusations? It’s only because I learned from them—used the flame of civilization and the name of justice to inspire them, to make them open their gates willingly, and to promote the exchange of population and economy between cities and cultures.”

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