Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 358 [Psychic Armament]

The place where the "Recast Plan" is implemented is a factory under the jurisdiction of a heavy industrial armed group.

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Sandstorms rolled in across the endless desolate land.

Taking into account the performance testing needs of heavy weapons and to avoid unnecessary damage, the factory's test site was set up on the outskirts of Tiandu, that is, on wasteland.

The climate in the wasteland has always been terrible and changeable, and it was obviously not good today. The strong wind was carrying sand and gravel, crackling towards us, and in the next moment, a scorching hot wind burst out and swept across suddenly.

Then the strong wind was burned up and the gravel turned to ashes.

The world suddenly became quiet.

Song Shi rolled down the car window and took a breath of fresh air. This car was arranged by the factory and provided one-stop service.

After driving for about twenty minutes, the car stopped.

Song Shi got out of the car. The environment was filled with a strong heat, making the sunlight seem a little dizzy. However, he perceived that the source of the heat was hundreds of meters away.

"coming!"

Someone in the crowd in front shouted.

"Mr. Song Shi, we heard that you were coming. We all really wanted to see Nan Dou in person, so I didn't stop you." A middle-aged man who looked like a manager hurried out and said carefully, "Look."

"It's out of the way."

Song Shi waved at those people, triggering cheers. He smiled at the manager and said, "This 'Weapon Casting Pool' was built with your help. It's only natural for you to watch."

As he spoke, Song Shi had already reached the source of the heat.

On the muddy yellow ground, there appeared a deep pit with a radius of more than 20 meters, emitting hot air. Standing on the edge and looking down, one could see that at the bottom of the pit there was a dark red fluid that was constantly churning, reminiscent of boiling blood plasma.

magma.

"The temperature of the mantle asthenosphere is too high. We originally prepared three ultra-high temperature resistant drill bits and planned to take over the digging." The manager explained, "But Major Shan Jiang provided an alternative plan. With the blessing of psychic power, his heavy front is very suitable for this operation."

A man in military uniform with a horizontal bar on his shoulder strap stood on the other side of the deep pit, puffing heavily.

“Don’t get me wrong, Wang Chenlie ordered us to try our best to meet your needs.” Shan Jiang sneered, “Plus the subsidy for this project is not low, so I came here.”

"However, I do have some ideas about how to forge weapons." He took a big puff and said slowly, "Or according to the words of the Corporate Alliance, it should be called 'psychic weapons'? Anyway, do you want to ask me for some advice?"

"Thank you very much." Song Shi called out Zhong Shi: "But, actually I have some experience in forging weapons, so I won't bother you."

"Oh?" Shan Jiang didn't care: "Then I'll wait and see."

"——Sir Song Shi, the raw materials are all here."

At this moment, the manager brought in a two-by-two-by-two-meter container. The powerful power of the prosthesis allowed him to perform this amazing sight with his bare hands.

"Zero element crystals, special alloys, and doped element primitives." The other party opened the container and introduced them one by one: "We have prepared three unit bases for each, you can use them as you like."

After hesitating for a while, he couldn't help but ask: "But, do you really not need a lathe to assist you?"

"The third ring of forging flames can't be made by a robot, but how difficult is it to make a cold weapon?" Shan Jiang sneered and shook his head repeatedly: "Manager Zhang, you saw that I borrowed your workshop and engineering equipment when I repaired the heavy blade, so you think that we must make a big fuss when forging weapons, right?"

"You're wrong." Shan Jiang smoked fiercely, "I'm an engineer by training, and I'm a [Transcendence], so I do this. This Nan Dou is different from me."

After Song Shiqing counted the ingredients, he looked at the manager who was still a little dazed and asked, "What do you think psychic weapons are?"

"Uh, weapons used by psychic units?" The other party was stunned for a moment. Since this question involved his professional knowledge, he quickly answered, "A special weapon mixed with zero-element crystals and capable of psychic adaptability?"

"It's a very standard definition and explanation, not wrong." Song Shi snapped his fingers and said with a smile: "By the way, there are still people in Donglu who insist on the ancient name of zero element crystal, Lingshi."

"Yes, it's not wrong, but it's not right either."

Song Shi picked up a piece of zero element crystal at random. This piece was about the size of an egg, with pure crystal quality and restrained luster. It was of good quality at first glance. It was sealed in a vacuum tube. "Well, let's put it this way."

"For example, there are two sword masters, their sword skills are at the same level, their body functions are the same. Anyway, they are the control group, everything is the same." Song Shi threw the vacuum tube and caught it again: "Except that the two people's pursuit of sword skills is inconsistent."

"The first one firmly believes that grass, wood, bamboo, and stone can all be made into swords, and that a sword is no less powerful nor more powerful than grass, wood, bamboo, and stone. The second one firmly believes that the flesh has inherent deficiencies, so it must be compensated with an iron blade."

"Well, why didn't the second Sword Master have a prosthetic implant?" the man asked cautiously.

".There is no such assumption." Song Shi was silent for a moment: "If you think so, I can't explain it to you."

"Then, these two sword masters will have a fight."

Song Shi said: "But something unexpected happened. Anyway, now these two sword masters have no swords in their hands. They are fighting with bare hands. Who do you think will win?"

"First?" the man asked uncertainly.

"Of course the first one wins." Song Shi confirmed his answer: "And it's a violent kill. The first one will violently kill the second one. Don't you think it's strange? They are obviously sword masters of the same level. After losing their swords, how could the gap be so big?"

"Is this a restraint of their nature? A difference in their specializations?" The man tried to answer using his professional knowledge in the field of weapons and equipment: "For example, a hacker specializing in electronic warfare and a mercenary with prosthetics, depending on the combat environment, both sides may easily kill each other?"

"It's neither wrong nor right." Song Shi shook his head slightly: "The correct answer is, because the sword means different things to these two sword masters."

"The first one firmly believes that the sword is not special and is no stronger or weaker than plants, trees, bamboo, or stone. The second one sees the sword as a weapon that transcends the shackles of the flesh. Well, in the academic terminology of the corporate alliance, this is the difference in 'cognition'."

Song Shi spread his hands: "But I prefer to call it 'meaning'."

"You should have read those strange myths and legends in the East Continent, right? For example, a fairy who was high and mighty, for various reasons, had her magic weapon snatched away by her disciple who was much weaker than her, and then she was beaten up by her disciple and did various things."

"Ahem." The management man said, "I haven't seen it."

"But on the other hand, there is a myth like this in East Continent. A certain immortal was careless for a moment and lost all his magic weapons. But when the person who got the magic weapons jumped out and said 'hehehe', the immortal killed the person in the second they met."

"Yeah." The management man said, "I've seen this."

The man's expression suddenly changed after realizing it, and he murmured, "Because the magic weapon has different meanings to them?"

"That's right." Song Shi nodded. "Huang Hao is known as 'Flame Sun'. He doesn't rely on any external objects, but only on his fists to fight the enemy. But is he weaker than Shan Jiang who controls the flying sword?"

"Just explain your mother's explanation, why are you suddenly dragging me into this?" Shan Jiang cursed and said reluctantly: "Yes, I have never beaten Huang Hao."

"But Huang Hao lost to me."

Song Shi shook his head again: "Is it because I held a knife and he used fists that I lost? Of course not."

"It has nothing to do with weapons and bare hands. It's just that I'm stronger than him. I'm used to holding a knife, and he's used to using his fists. It's just a matter of habit, that's all. But if you let me put down the heavy murder and hit people with fists, or let Huang Hao hold a sword or something like that."

"It's not that we can't do it, but it's very awkward. This will seriously reduce our combat effectiveness."

"A psyker fully armed with psionic weapons is neither nobler nor more powerful than a psyker without any weapons - of course the same is true for the latter."

"For example, if the first swordsman couldn't cut something, the second swordsman could cut it because he firmly believed that his sword was stronger than his flesh. So even if they were at the same level of swordsmanship and holding the same sword, the second swordsman could cut it."

“Maybe it can broaden your scope, but your height ultimately depends on yourself.”

Song Shi pointed his index finger at his heart: "What really affects the effectiveness of psychic weapons and whether you need them is your heart, meaning and cognition."

"So some psykers are fully armed, while others are completely empty-handed."

"This is the psychic."

The young man looked the man straight in the eye and said with a smile.

"This is the essence of psychic weaponry."

(End of this chapter)