Chapter 50: System, do you sell anti-aircraft missiles?

The world is biased towards magic and blood, and the firearms have not yet begun to sprout. In the memory of McGonagall, even the fireworks can only see the imperial fireworks of the palace when the emperor is in the festival, indicating that the king is against the people. blessing of.
Alchemists regard the refining methods and formulas of treasures, but they have not been circulated in the folk, so he has some incomprehensible things. What is the so-called moment that can release huge energy, is some curiosity: "What is that?" energy of?"
Ink white looked at McGonagall, hesitated a bit, put down the spoon, and slashed with both hands: "It's like compressing into a small fireball that suddenly bursts out, it's almost that energy."
McGonge raised an eyebrow and the white description was closer to the explosives.
Although I don't know what the specific energy is, but according to this idea, the ability to turn this energy into a long-range attack, the gun is definitely the best choice, as long as the barrel can withstand the instantaneous burst of energy, closed The barrel can transform that energy into the kinetic energy of the bullet, which becomes a ranged attack.
Thoughts and ideas McGonagall has been. After all, I have lived in a world with a high level of technological civilization and so many years. When I was in the country of rice, I often dunked in the shooting range. The firearms were not white, and the speed of the guns could even be His old security guards tried.
However, he hesitated that once the firearms appeared, with its horrible power, it was bound to soon be the continent that had just ended the millennial race war and got a hundred years of peaceful breathing, dragging into the heat from the era of magic and cold weapons. The age of weapons.
If human beings get the technology of firearms production, the number of races is the largest. When the magicians and knights forced themselves to occupy a corner of the mainland, the strength will definitely skyrocket, and the balance of the Nolan continent may be broken again. The round of war and the ethnic wars across the continent.
With Amy, McGon's wish is: world peace.
This is like a Pandora's Box. Once it is opened, there is no way to close it. McGonagall is not willing to get him out.
Although he did not intend to provide ideas, McGonagall looked curious and asked: "I am curious what you want to do with it?"
"I want to kill the dragon." Ink white looked at McGonagall's eyes and said with a serious look.
"Dragons have hatred with you? Why do you want to kill it? Is the dragon baby not very cute?" Amy, who sat on the side, asked with doubts, the uncle who likes to laugh, wants to slaughter the dragon, the dwarf grandfather Also kill the dragon, what is the dragon in the end? Why do you want to kill the dragon?
McGonagall was also a little surprised. The dragon slaughter from Kang Di’s mouth did not have any sense of contradiction. His equipment, except for the black scorpion, was prepared for the dragon slaughter. Can tell from the mouth of the ink to kill the dragon, if not looking at his face with a serious expression, McGonagall almost could not hold back laughing.
"Mai Boss must feel very ridiculous, nothing. In fact, I think so too." Ink white smiled a little self-deprecatingly, just as McGon thought it was just a joke in the morning, but he was Slowly clenched his fists, his voice was slightly low: "But for me, this is probably the only motivation that supports me to continue to live and continue to wave my hammer."
The red dragon that ate my father when I was thirty, still appears to be evil on the mainland. If I can't hand it over, I don't know how to close my eyes when I die. But I don't have the ability of Meg Alex, I want to kill the dragon, I can only think of other ways, but now it seems that this core problem is not solved, all the efforts made before are only in vain.

McGonagall looked at his fist and had a few blue-and-white slaps on his forehead, and his mood became a bit complicated.
Conti Nicholas wanted to kill the dragon, to prove himself, and to give his name a title in front of the dragon warrior.
The white ink is for revenge, the goal is the same, and the purpose is completely different.
"Sorrow." Hesitating for a while, McGonagall can only say a little bit sorry, he can not do the desire to indigo, subvert the pattern of the entire continent.
However, the experience of the ink white also gave him some reminders that the world is far from being so peaceful, although the people in the chaotic city are bound by the gray temple, but if there is a dragon attack, he and Ai How can rice protect itself?
"System, do you have anti-aircraft missiles to sell? It is best to have automatic tracking." McGonagall asked in his heart.
"Host, the system solemnly reminds that this system will never sell everything that will affect the world's structure, including air defense missiles!" The voice of the system was so serious for the first time.
"Reassure, I also like world peace, buy a self-defense, and guarantee that I will never actively use anti-aircraft missiles." McGonagall said, and it is a good way to follow: "When you talk about which dragon suddenly went crazy to attack the restaurant, I am hanging like a white ink, what is the use of your kitchen system?"
The system was silent for a while, and it seemed to be thinking. After a while, I was a little despised: "Then you can't afford it."
McGonagall raised his eyebrows. He said that he was really speechless and even despised by the system.
However, the system is already very clear: there is money to discuss.
After earning a lot of money, I installed a few anti-aircraft missiles on the roof. If any dragon would not want to open the restaurant, I would give him a patriot to teach him to be a dragon.
If the red dragon that ink white wants to kill happens to come to the city of chaos, it is not impossible to discuss the right to sell a missile to him. It seems that he has always wanted to do something big in these years. Have saved a lot of money? After all, he can sell 1,000 gold coins with a weapon, and the money is not slow.
"It's okay, I haven't mentioned this thing with people for many years. I have a good meal here at the ink boss. I can't help but say a few more words." The white face reappeared with a smile, shook his head and picked up the spoon. Continue to eat fried rice.
McGonagall looked at the white and turned and walked toward the kitchen. He did not change his mind and decision at the moment.
Because in this world, the dragon does not necessarily need guns. When McGee Alex carried an epee, he drove several lions in the sky.
"Mae boss, do you have a new product today?" McGonagall just walked to the kitchen door, and the voice of Harvey was already coming. Although he was trying to suppress his voice, the sound was still very penetrating.
"The big trick, you must follow the rules, don't be loud." Amy looked up at Hart, some serious said.
"I know, I know..." Hazen nodded quickly, feeling excited, almost forgot the rules, watching Amy, inexplicably a bit embarrassed.
"Yes, today's new products can try to eat, you can buy the crowdfunding, you can try it in advance, the new product is filled with meat and meat." McGonagall looked back at the incoming hazel and haha, smiled and nodded.