Chapter 3446: Rare mechanic

It was really nowhere to find any way through the iron shoes, and it was all effortless.
I didn't know what to do, but I didn't expect that the guy who could crack the weapon technology of the Celestial Clan was far away in the sky, and it was Seren who was right in front of him.
"So, Excuse me, Salon, do you know why this gun can't be used?"
"Because it was the wrong assembly from the beginning" Sairen said.
"Wrong assembly?" I curiously asked, and then a flash of light in my mind: "Could it be that..."
"It seems that you have guessed it, yes" Sairen said: "The assembly method of this gun is wrong, so it cannot be used."
"Will you assemble?" I asked again.
"Of course!" Seren said proudly.
"Help me assemble it in the correct way, can you?" I asked again.
"No way."
Seren refused.
"Huh?" I wondered: "Could it be that it is difficult?"
"It's not difficult" Sairen said: "But I just don't want to assemble this thing."
"Then you can guide, and then I assemble it?"
"That's okay," Salen finally agreed.
Under the guidance of Salen, I quickly completed the disassembly and assembly of the gun.
According to Salon, the speed at which I assemble firearms is at the same level as the children of the Celestial Clan.
Listen, I am ashamed.
In other words, I disassembled and assembled all the parts from start to finish, and it took no more than a minute in total. If this is only a child's assembly level, then the children of the Celestial people back then are also awkward. .
After that, I asked Salon how to use this gun. Salon said that this is actually an automatic pistol, an exclusive weapon for mechanics. The method of use is the same as other pistols.
"That means, like this, pull the trigger, right?"
While talking, I pulled the trigger.
Piu!
A soft sound.
The bullet whirled and flew out of the barrel.
Then there was a chuckle, and the bullet shot into the soil.
I reached out and dug a few times, and soon found the warhead ten centimeters below the soil.
"Penetration is not bad" I praised: "But the blasting power is too small."
"It's not a hand cannon or a rifle, it's just a portable automatic pistol for self-defense," Seren said: "What we want is this powerful penetration to deter the enemy."
"If you can add a little more blasting effect, I believe it will be even more brilliant."
"Well, you and my ideas coincide," Salon said: "I suggested to your majesty about this idea. Although your majesty adopted it, the bullets that can explode were actually developed when I settled in. A few days before the Sky City."
"Is it so difficult?" I wondered: "Just increase the explosive attribute?"
"Do you think it's just ordinary bullet explosion technology?" Sairen said: "That is the technology that needs to infuse magic like bullets, it is a high-end technology that combines magic and science."
"I don't understand technical aspects," I said, "I just use words to talk about it."
"This is the biggest difference between a writer and a realist," Seren said contemptuously: "A writer can use the simplest terms to describe the most complicated situations anytime and anywhere, but unlike a realist, a realist can only seek truth from facts. The complex is complicated. Yes, simple is simple."
"Well, you are right" I said: "Although your attitude is very nasty, but I still want to thank you for helping me solve this trouble."
"Two roast beef legs" Sairen said: "I want black pepper."
"no problem."
When I told Simmons Rock about the disassembly and assembly method of the automatic pistol, he was both happy and disappointed.
He is happy because he has mastered a kind of science and technology, and disappointed because the power of this kind of science and technology is too small, only penetrating, not explosive, and this degree of penetrating is for a powerful adventurer, and There are not many threats.
"You just said, this is a mechanic's weapon?"
In the call crystal, Simmons Rock emphasized.
"Yes."
"What kind of profession is a mechanic?" he wondered.
"This, you can ask your Celestial clansmen."
"Most of them are ammunition experts who know nothing about world affairs, and the family heritage of gunners who have family heritage does not contain any content about other professions."
"In other words, you don't know the intelligence of other professions except ammunition experts and gunners?"
"do not know."
Simmons Locke answered simply.
"Uh, let me think about it..." After a moment of thought, I told him the information of the mechanic I knew.
"The so-called mechanic is a profession that uses mechanical mecha as a combat tool. It is said that they are divided into male mechanics and female mechanics. The fighting methods of male mechanics are mainly self-propelled robots. The main killing method of this kind of robot is Ambush the enemy, chase the enemy, and after catching up with the enemy, kill the enemy by self-detonation."
"It is said that a robot made by a powerful male mechanic can be so powerful that a single robot can kill a state in full power."
"In addition to self-propelled robots, mechanics are also proficient in the manufacture of heavy firepower weapons such as turrets. The heavy firepower weapons they produce are against the air, against the ground, against the sea, and even against the universe. In short, they are very powerful. ."
"The main attack method of female mechanics is to control small drones for combat, and the small drones they control will conduct high-density fixed-point attacks."
"This kind of attack may not be too powerful, but due to the high frequency of attacks, it can destroy hard objects in a short time."
"In addition, the female mechanic is also proficient in mecha combat, and can control small mechas to conduct fire-focused attacks on the enemy, which is very powerful."
"So far, how many mechanics' combat skills do you have?" Simmons Locke asked curiously.
"I haven't mastered anything," I regretted: "I am not a mechanic after all."
"That said," Simmons Locke said, "Are there any mechanic friends by your side?"
"No" I said: "My fiancee is a roaming gunman."
Simmons Locke felt very sorry for this, but apart from regret, he had no other expressions.
After all, the Celestial people had fallen apart as early as the beginning of the melee period, and the family inheritance handed down was pitifully small.
The inheritance of professions such as the roaming gunner that does not rely on high-tech combat is rarely passed down, not to mention the family inheritance of ammunition experts, gunners, and even more sophisticated mechanics.
Today, there may be fewer mechanics in Hefeng Continent than the children of Forest King.
Of course, this analogy is more exaggerated, but it also just shows that there are few mechanics.