Magic? My Iron Torrent will sweep it all away!

Chapter 288 The CPU breaks through the defenses of the dwarves, and the king changes tracks!

Those present were all prominent figures in the Dwarf Kingdom.

But these past two days, because of dismantling the tank, I've heard quite a few complaints and swear words, and I've gotten used to it.

After all, no matter how good one's self-control is, it will be completely worn down in the face of the tank's incredible structure and parts.

Something that could make Bahrain, who has had the most contact with the Great Xia, unable to help but curse must be extraordinary.

So everyone got up from the ground and curiously gathered around.

"What's wrong?" King Muradin asked.

Bahrain was clearly very angry; his chest heaved violently, and he was unable to answer immediately.

Seeing this, the king simply snatched the CPU from his hand and probed into it with magic.

The next second, his mouth dropped open...

The internal structure of a CPU is so intricate that even a well-informed king would find it hard to imagine!

Under his magical probing, he could only see countless lines, many times finer than a strand of hair, densely intertwined.

"this……"

The king fell into a daze, and the CPU slipped from his hand.

Elder Glenn watched their reactions with suspicion, then quickly caught the CPU.

He was somewhat skeptical, and the magic spread into the CPU.

His face quickly flushed red, and then he flew into a rage.

"Damn bastard! You bastard!!"

"Damn the people of Great Xia!! They all deserve to go to hell!!!"

"What the hell is this supposed to be a copy of?!"

"We're using hammers, tell me how to hammer this thing out!! Huh!??"

Seeing this, the other elders stepped forward to investigate.

Without exception, they all broke through the main defenses!

Everyone wore expressions of despair.

They originally thought that tanks were already complicated enough, and that the fancy stuff from the Great Xia people should stop there.

They never expected this!

How could the people of Daxia be so utterly depraved as to build countless house-like mazes within iron sheets the size of two fingernails?

This is equivalent to condensing the entire mountain city countless times and putting it into a fingernail.

Putting aside how the insane Daxia people created it, how could the dwarves possibly replicate it?

The CPU's outrageously absurd manufacturing process completely shattered the dwarves' defenses.

Some dwarves picked up tank armor plates and slammed them against their own foreheads several times.

"Aaaaaah! My brain, my brain is going to explode!"

"Is this even something a human could create?!"

"What kind of monsters are the Great Xia people?!"

The workshop was filled with howling and wailing.

Some people were staring blankly at engine parts, some were staring at CPUs with lifeless eyes, and some even lay down on the ground and began to question their existence.

King Muradin then snapped out of his daze.

He glanced at the scene in the workshop, where some people were acting crazy and others were acting foolishly, and frowned.

This won't do!

If this continues, these high-ranking officials might go insane!

"That's enough!"

With a roar from the king, the wailing of the crowd abruptly ceased.

Muradin stood up, his gaze sweeping over every elder and craftsman present.

"The alchemy technology of the Great Xia Dynasty... no, I mean its technology, is indeed different from ours."

"but!"

He abruptly changed the subject, his voice booming.

"Our dwarven forging skills, passed down for tens of thousands of years, are unmatched by the Great Xia!"

You're all getting stuck on this!

"The people of Daxia are physically weak, which is why they built such complex tanks with a whole host of auxiliary devices."

"But we dwarves are not weak!"

"Those unnecessary features can be completely removed!"

"If we don't understand the structure, we can just replace it with our own needs and ideas!"

Everyone was taken aback at first.

Then, their eyes lit up!

"yes!"

Why should we insist on making an exact copy?

"We'll copy what we can build, discard what we don't understand, and just add the features we dwarves like, right?"

The king's words opened their minds.

The atmosphere in the workshop instantly shifted from despair to excitement.

Elder Glenn was so excited that he immediately bowed and flattered him:

"Your Majesty's wisdom is as vast as the boundless ocean!"

The other elders echoed this sentiment:

"Your Majesty is right, Your Majesty is indeed wise!"

"We were almost led astray by the Great Xia people's way of thinking!"

"Yes! We dwarves have our own style!"

Muradin nodded in satisfaction.

"Now that you've figured it out, don't rush into work."

"We've been working on this for two days now, let's take a break and have something to eat."

"This beer that the people of Daxia have is quite interesting, let's try it."

He clapped his hands, and the guards immediately brought over a table full of food.

Seeing this, Balin took out several bottles of Daxia Baijiu from his spatial ring.

"Your Majesty, this is strong liquor from the Great Xia Dynasty. It's very potent. Compared to this, what we used to drink is practically a beverage!"

"However, to avoid any mishaps, I suggest that everyone only drink half a bottle, otherwise you'll get drunk."

Muradin became interested and nodded in agreement:

"Then half a bottle it is."

As soon as Bahrain opened the bottle of liquor, a rich aroma instantly filled the air.

"!!!"

Everyone's eyes lit up at once.

"This aroma... is amazing!"

"My craving for alcohol has been whetted!"

"Hurry, hurry, what are you waiting for? Pour it!"

Elder Glenn's mouth watered, wishing he could take a sip right now.

Bahrain then took out Daxia's seasoning from his ring and sprinkled it on the lava-grilled wild boar ribs, smoked deer leg, and grilled mushrooms.

Shila-

The aroma is even stronger now!

"What an amazing flavor!"

"I've never smelled such delicious grilled meat in my entire life!"

Everyone eagerly began to eat.

Elder Glenn's eyes widened as he took a bite of roasted wild boar ribs with a glass of white wine.

"This...this smells amazing!"

"Smoked venison leg sprinkled with seasoning is simply divine!"

"Steel anvil bread dipped in fermented tamarind, paired with this liquor... a perfect match!"

The guards outside the door could also smell the aroma of the wine, and their mouths were practically watering.

A young guard muttered to himself:

"The wine from this Great Xia Dynasty smells so good, I really want to try it."

"Shut up!" The old guard slapped him.

"Swallow your saliva back. Is that something we can enjoy?"

In the workshop, seeing everyone praising the liquor, Balin suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, the people of Daxia also have a kind of wine."

"It tastes sweet, with only a slight alcoholic flavor."

"But after drinking too much, you get drunk for no reason, which is a completely different experience from this strong liquor."

Everyone immediately became interested.

"They even have this kind of wine?"

"Did you buy it?"

"Quickly, take it out and have a taste!"

Bahrain shook his head:

"Even the people of Daxia don't drink rice wine much; I heard it's a Hakka dish used to entertain guests."

"I was too embarrassed to accept it at the time."

Everyone immediately looked regretful.

"That's such a pity..."

Elder Glenn clicked his tongue:

"You're usually pretty thick-skinned, so why do you suddenly become thin-skinned when it really matters?"

"Then next time you go to Great Xia with leftover equipment, you must bring some back!"

Balin scoffed. This guy, he could only listen to the king; he couldn't listen to anyone else at all.