Chapter 110 High Emotional Intelligence

"The fire gun is easy to deal with, but what about the ammunition?"

Sitting on the sofa at home, Carl and Ryan discussed the problem of ammunition.

The magic pattern of the continuous-fire weapon requires pure manual labor. If Carl is alone, the efficiency is too low.

On the contrary, the copper-coated lead core or steel core bullet is not only cheap, but also relatively simple to manufacture and can be fully automated.

Now the mainstream flintlock has evolved to the form of rear magazine filling ammunition, and the appearance of the bullet is similar to the ordinary bullet that Carl knew in his previous life, but the primer is not sensitive enough and cannot be activated by a hammer. The gunpowder of the bullet can only be ignited in a way similar to a lighter.

But materials such as mercury fulminate that are suitable as primers are not impossible to manufacture, but not so many people are studying them.

However, Carl has now solved all the technical problems required for automatic rifles.

So what they lack now is various raw materials.

"I'll go to the druids in the city hall to ask about the prices of lead ore and gunpowder raw materials. They should be able to solve these problems. After all, there is nothing that lead can be used for.

It is impossible for the group of skeleton knights to launch such an attack only once. The reason why they temporarily retreated today is mainly because of Lisanna's silence."

As he said, Ryan patted his thigh, stood up and walked out.

Only Carl, Hope and Lisanna were left looking at each other.

The room was silent for a long time, until the gurgling sound was heard, Lisanna said embarrassedly:

"Well~, Carl brother, what do you want to eat later?"

"Eat meat!"

Helplessly standing up, Carl ran to cook amid Lisanna's cheers.

Although the undead siege was worrying, the meal still had to be eaten.

...

After quickly preparing a hearty lunch, Carl told Hope to keep an eye on Lisanna and not let the two run out.

And he took the packed food and went to visit Elifel.

The work of the sheriffs was not as busy as Carl thought. In addition to dealing with the passengers who were stranded due to the war readiness, they also had to find people from the Scribe Dragonmark family to help use the communication stone to send messages to Aundair.

Eberron actually has a way of remote instant communication, but this communication method requires the use of a communication stone made of Siberys dragon crystal and a dwarf with a Scribe Dragonmark.

The dwarves of the Scribe Dragonmark family set up the Sivis Communication Station, which is mainly used to help transmit war reports and some emergency information.

However, their main customers are various large organizations or officials, and it is difficult for ordinary people to ask them to help transmit messages.

It is precisely because of this that Carl did not think of using them to report to his family when he was in Sarn.

"Mom! Haven't you eaten yet? I cooked."

When Carl came to Elifel's workstation, his poor mother was dealing with a pile of documents half a meter high.

Seeing her son coming to bring her food, Elifel, who was already dizzy, raised her head from the pile of documents.

"Well~, son, come and let mom hug you~"

Alifel, who was almost driven crazy by the documents, hugged Carl and sobbed twice, then quickly opened the lunch box, shook her cheeks and ate a lot.

The sound of swallowing saliva around was continuous, and it seemed that other sheriffs had not eaten yet.

"Eat slowly, don't choke. By the way, mom, this is the pistol I made. Take it with you. If you encounter danger, you can pull the trigger to fire the bullet."

The sheriff not only has to deal with documents, but also has to patrol the streets. For safety reasons, Carl gave his mother two revolvers made in the factory.

Both revolvers have been etched with continuous weapon magic patterns, and their power is no weaker than that of rifles.

As a sheriff, Alifel has also come into contact with fire guns. After Carl briefly introduced them, she understood how to use them.

"Well! Thank you, son! By the way, where's your dad?"

After putting away the two revolvers, Elifel was about to plunge into the sea of ​​documents again, but she still habitually asked about her husband's situation.

After explaining the situation of the factory to her mother, Elifel sighed and asked Carl to go home first.

"Alas~, when can these documents be processed!"

Picking up another document, Elifel's eyes quickly swept across the page, and then wrote down the processing method according to the rules and regulations and signed her name.

A colleague beside her sighed louder than her, and complained after processing a document:

"Your son has come to bring you food and self-defense weapons, what else are you not satisfied with? My stinky boy, maybe he is secretly happy because I don't go home."

Comparing people to others will make you die, and comparing goods to goods will make you throw them away.

Elifel's treatment made the eyes of the sheriffs red with envy.

But soon, a nearby restaurant delivered takeout.

The lunch box with three meat dishes and two vegetables was quite good. The sheriffs thought it was ordered by their superiors, but their chief was busy dealing with documents and didn't have the energy to think about it.

When everyone asked, the restaurant owner said that the person who ordered the meal was a red-haired young man.

The sheriffs ate the takeaway ordered by Carl while praising Elifel for her good parenting.

Of course, their children endured criticism that was not appropriate for their age during this period.

And it is foreseeable that when the sheriffs get off work, their children will have a hard time.

...

"Brother Carl! You're back!"

Back home, Carl was thinking about the reason why the Emerald Claw Knights attacked Wana City, but Lisanna suddenly jumped out from the corner.

"Scare me! Are you so idle? Have you memorized the basic knowledge of the Artificer?"

Pulling Lisanna's face, Carl urged Lisanna to go back and do homework like a bored adult.

Akanix actually doesn't leave homework, but the intelligence of the rangers is really a bit worrying, so Carl had to ask Nia for help before leaving and set winter vacation homework for the rangers.

Of course, the purpose of his homework is not to torture his fellow countrymen, but to help them master the art of the Artificer faster.

If they can master it directly, homework will naturally not be important.

"Oh! Don't be so disappointing! I came to you to give you some advice. It was okay when I practiced before, but when I attacked the Skeleton Knight not long ago, I found that the sniper rifle had some problems."

Raising the 98K hidden behind her, Lisanna described the incident that the Skeleton Knight dodged immediately after she fired.

"It should be the magic light produced when the ammunition is fired that alerted the opponent. It's not difficult. I can make you a flash suppressor."

Just as he was about to make one for Lisanna, Carl had a new idea because of the problem of gun accessories.

Can the magic pattern of the rapid-fire weapon be attached to the magazine separately?

In this way, the rangers can change the type of bullets according to different needs by changing the magazine!