From Douluo Dalu to Queen

Chapter 180 The Talented Otaku

There are more than twenty factories in the entire factory area. Each factory produces a certain type of parts separately, and finally transports them to the central factory for assembly. As a result, there are only a few dozen people who really know how to manufacture guns. Now that there are thousands of guards in the base, it is not a big problem to assign dozens of diehards to carry out surveillance work.

In addition to assembling existing models, Luo Qianrou, at the instruction of Leng Xiyao, selected some craftsmen with unique ideas to research new models of equipment. Leng Xiyao only had a concept of complex weapons such as heavy machine guns and anti-material sniper rifles, but real research and development still depended on these craftsmen with professional knowledge.

Therefore, Luo Qianrou planned an exclusive research institute and a piece of land as large as a football field for these craftsmen with ideas to be used as a testing ground. She also assigned several guards to follow them at all times to ensure that if any new weapons were available, there would be professional guards to test their performance as soon as possible.

Under the leadership of Shen Yun, Leng Xiyao quickly arrived at the experimental site. At this time, there was already a group of people testing something on the test site. A fully armed guard was lying on the ground, holding a large gun with a bracket in his hand, and kept pressing the trigger. The muzzle of the gun sprayed out dazzling flames, tearing the target made of steel plates not far away into pieces.

Not far from the guards, a group of old men and a few young men were recording something in notebooks. But the strange thing was that the leader of the group was actually a young man in his twenties.

The young man was looking at the guards who kept firing, lost in thought.

After a long time, the young man suddenly slammed his hand and ordered the people around him:
"Someone come! Record it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the group of researchers gathered around him eagerly, each holding a pen and a notebook in their hands, quietly waiting for the boy's next words.

"Results of the 25th test of the Type 1 heavy machine gun: the rate of fire meets the standard, the gun weight meets the standard, the accuracy meets the standard, the range still needs to be improved, the endurance still needs to be improved, the stability is not satisfactory, and the recoil is too large. In conclusion: the test failed and needs to be further improved."

As the young man spoke, everyone began to record it quickly.

After a group of people finished recording, the young man looked at everyone and said, "Everyone, our next task is to find a way to enhance the stability of the firearms and ensure that they can be used normally even when not using psychic materials."

"Therefore, we have to strengthen the buttstock and barrel. In order to be able to fight continuously, we must use better materials to ensure that at least more than a thousand rounds can be fired before the first overload, to ensure that it will not lose its combat effectiveness prematurely due to overheating."

A group of old men quickly wrote down the young man's words. Although they had a relatively high level of technical skills, it was difficult for them to adapt to these emerging products. But now, with the young man leading the team, they only needed to follow the leader's ideas.

Looking at the young man who was instructing everyone with high spirits, Leng Xiyao turned her head and asked Luo Qianrou, "Sister Qianrou, who is that?"

"His name is Lightman, and he is Dean Flanders' nephew. Before he came here, he had been tinkering with some weird but useless devices at home, wasting money and making his father very upset." Luo Qianrou recalled for a moment and said, "So Dean Flanders saw that he had some talent in forging, so he asked him to help forge iron and make guns."

"However, his technical level is still very strong. He entered our Armament Research Institute within three days of his arrival. Relying on the existing firearms and the general research direction you gave him, he has already made some achievements and has therefore become the recognized leader of the entire institute."

Leng Xiyao looked at the heavy machine gun on the ground that looked like an MG42, and probably understood why this Letterman was recognized by the entire research institute.

Unlike rifles, pistols and the like, machine guns have a very complex structure, so Leng Xiyao knows almost nothing about them. The so-called general research direction is just a brief discussion of the characteristics of machine guns.

Leng Xiyao didn't think highly of ordinary machine guns, after all, she had the AK here, so what she described at the beginning was "heavy firepower equipment with a firing rate of more than one thousand rounds per minute."

Originally Leng Xiyao was just trying it out and didn't really expect this group of people to come up with anything, but she didn't expect that there was a talented person in her team!

Leng Xiyao looked at Tang San beside her, and then looked at Lightman who was giving instructions. She felt that her plan to build a tank had been settled!

"Sister Qianrou, go and invite Brother Lai over." Leng Xiyao gestured.

Hearing this, Luo Qianrou nodded, walked into the crowd, and quickly pulled the young man out.

"Hey, Qianrou, what are you doing? Can't you see I'm busy?" Letterman looked very unhappy when he was suddenly pulled out by Luo Qianrou.

Luo Qianrou let go of his hand, rolled her eyes, and said unhappily: "My little master is here, she wants to show you a big treasure."

Hearing this, Lightman finally noticed Leng Xiyao's presence. He immediately looked serious, stretched out his hand, and said respectfully: "You are the peerless genius my uncle talked about, right? Seeing is believing!"

Leng Xiyao originally thought that the young man in front of her would be a little arrogant, but it seems that she was overthinking it.

Although researching armaments here is a very glorious thing and can gain the respect of everyone in the base, Lightman, who grew up in Douluo Continent, is naturally afraid of soul masters, and of course he dare not be as presumptuous as usual.

It is for this reason that people in the base are willing to join Leng Xiyao and work for her, and the number of loyal members will continue to increase, because when these members realize that the benefits they enjoy are unmatched in the entire empire, staying here steadily is undoubtedly the best choice.

In addition, with the support of a group of Soul Saints behind them, how could people living in the base think about changing jobs?
There is such a good force willing to recruit them, but they don't stay there. They must be either crazy or stupid!

Letterman thought so too. Although he had never met Leng Xiyao, this did not prevent him from becoming a die-hard fan. In the past, he was despised by everyone, including his father.

It was not until he came here that he truly found the value of his life and the person who haunted him.

Leng Xiyao stretched out her hand and shook hands with the skinny young man who looked like a otaku. She said sincerely, "I never thought that there would be such a talented person in this base. It just so happens that this institute doesn't have a dean yet. Why don't you take on this position?"

(End of this chapter)