Chapter 3445 Shocking Salem

Looking at Simmons Locke’s wry smile, I wondered: “Why not consider joint research?”

"You want to say that both countries will send scientists to pool the scientific and technological strength of the two countries to jointly solve problems, is that true?"

Simmons Locke asked me.

"Well, that's what it means."

"If it were really feasible, the problem might have been solved," Simmons Locke said with a wry smile, "but the fact is, it's not feasible."

"Why?" I asked puzzled.

"Because there is a huge gap between the scientific and technological capabilities of Fort Vicky and our country. If we join together, we can only come up with ideas at best. Other than that, it will not have any effect at all."

"It doesn't have any effect?" I frowned and said, "Is the truth so different?"

Simmons Locke smiled slightly awkwardly: "Indeed."

"I remember that the relationship between Wychburg and York and Hancheng should be pretty good, and your people do not reject foreigners."

"On the contrary, it is precisely because they are too enthusiastic that the people from Fort Wyvern dare not come over." Simmons Locke said helplessly: "I heard from the people from Fort Wynn who have been here that the people under my command are too enthusiastic, and even At one time, people doubted the authenticity of this enthusiasm. It was precisely because of this enthusiasm that they felt unsteady, so they did not dare to contact the people under my command."

"Isn't this too exaggerated?" I murmured in disbelief.

Although I know that the attitude of the Hancheng people towards foreigners can be described as passionate as fire, or even as passionate as the sea, but the problem is that this enthusiasm is real, and anyone with a discerning eye can detect it at the first sight. .

And, more importantly, when the Hancheng people entertain foreigners, especially when they meet cute foreigners, they spare no effort and ask for nothing.

Since you have nothing to gain, how can you hide a conspiracy?

But I can also understand the scientific researchers and businessmen of Fort Vicky. Most of them are goblins, and the biggest characteristic of goblins is their suspicion.

Unless you have gained the absolute trust of the goblins, any slight abnormality, such as special enthusiasm, special indifference, etc., will make them alert.

And this vigilance often turns into suspicion and eventually alienation.

This is one of the main reasons why the people of Wychburgh are particularly alienated from the people of Yorkshire.

"That's really a pity," I said helplessly.

Before leaving York, I applied to Simmons Locke to take back a weapon.

Simmons Locke agreed to my request without thinking.

Carrying weapons and boarding the magic airship, I headed towards Moonlight City.

Looking through the window, I looked at the white clouds passing by. I had no time to watch, but was immersed in thinking.

"Who knows how to use the weapons of the Celestial Clan?" I murmured subconsciously.

At the moment, the only thing I can do is show it to Kailan. After all, she is also a true descendant of the Celestial Clan, so she should be involved in these things.

Of course, I can't have too many illusions about her. After all, her ancestors were wanderers who specialized in physical skills and marksmanship, rather than being a gun master who studied firearms extremely well.

When I got home, it was just afternoon, and there was still a long time before everyone came back, so I went to the Moonlight Tavern first.

Sosia was still sitting elegantly at the bar tasting wine. When she saw me coming, she chuckled and said, "A new bottle of Drake champagne has been brewed. Let's have a drink together?"

"Honored."

I walked over with a smile, took the newly filled bottle of Drake champagne, drank it in one gulp, then exhaled lightly, and couldn't help but say: "It feels so good!"

"If it were pterosaur blood of higher quality, or pterosaur heart, it would taste better."

Sosia still doesn’t give up on confusing me.

"I've already said that it's impossible to do this." My face darkened, and I said, "So, it's better not to continue to bewitch me."

"Tsk" Sosia curled her lips and continued to taste the wine.

"Hey, let me ask you something," I said, reaching into my arms, taking out the Celestial Clan's pistol, putting it on the bar, and asked, "Do you know how to use this thing?"

Picking up the weapon, Sosia turned over and studied it for a while, and finally shook his head and said: "I don't know, I've never seen it before."

"I'll give you a hint, see if you can remember it," I said, "This is the weapon of the Celestial Clan."

"Sky Clan people," Sosia murmured. After a moment, he still shook his head and said, "I don't know. I rarely interact with the Celestial Clan people. I only know that their technological level is pretty good."

"That's right." I nodded helplessly.

At dusk, when we got home, Kailan and others had just finished washing up.

"Hey, Kailan, I want to ask you something."

"Ah? What?" Kailan sat down on the sofa, picked up the wine bottle on the coffee table, poured a glass of champagne, and looked at me while drinking.

"Do you know how to use this weapon?" I asked, throwing the pistol away.

"Is this a pistol?" She looked over and over for a while and murmured.

"I also think it looks like a pistol, but you can't use it, can you?"

Kailan fiddled with it for a long time before throwing the pistol on the coffee table and said, "I don't understand. This is not something I have seen before."

"How about you think about it again, are there any similar records in your family heritage?"

Not giving up, I asked again.

Kailan spread his hands and said: "If you haven't seen it, you haven't seen it. If you don't know, you don't know."

Sighing, I got up, went to the backyard, sat on the grass, looked at the sky, and sighed.

"You seem very troubled," Seren, who was chewing on the roasted beef leg, said suddenly.

"yes."

I took a breath and said.

"Tell me about it."

"Huh?" I looked at Salem in confusion: "Are you so kind?"

"You are thinking too much," Seren said, "I just want to have fun with your troubles."

"That's really bad," I hummed.

"Tell me, tell me," Salem encouraged, "I'm really eager to hear interesting stories."

"Uh okay."

Spread your hands, I said.

Immediately, he took out the pistol from his pocket and threw it to Salem.

"Pistol?" Salem asked doubtfully, "Is this thing the cause of your troubles?"

"Ah, yes," I said, "Have you seen this thing?"

"I've seen it before," Seren said, "Not only have I seen it, I've also seen people from the Tian Clan assemble this kind of pistol."

"Huh?" I looked confused: "What? Have you ever seen people from the Tian Clan assemble this thing? Are you sure you saw it right? I mean, are you sure it's this kind of pistol?"

"Sure," Sailen said, "That's so sure. Are there any questions?"

After the shock, I asked curiously: "How could you see the Heavenly Clan people disassembling weapons? The Heavenly Clan people have a big enmity with the Dragon Clan!"

"Big hatred? Maybe, the Dragon Clan has killed many Celestial Clan people," Salem said disdainfully: "But in contrast, we taught them more, for example, how to make and use this kind of firearms."