Industrial Cthulhu, starting from the island lord

Chapter 406 We need to find a way to make the church stand up again.

You MUST use your hands to hold and hit him!

Three hundred kilograms, held in one hand, the recoil must be several tons, right?

Only superhumans could use such a cannon, right?

Hughes's eye twitched: "Can't we have the soldiers hold the cannons and fire them, or something like that?"

“No, that would be dangerous.” Richard took the blueprints from his satchel. “Strictly speaking, this kind of cannon is inherently very dangerous. In order to successfully communicate with the machine spirit, the part held by the hand is almost next to the launch compartment.”

"This kind of firing is extremely dangerous; the user must be protected by the machine spirit, otherwise..."

"Will it explode?"

"No, it's even worse than that; it will self-destruct."

Hughes swallowed hard. This kind of weapon didn't need to worry about the enemy picking it up and using it against him; it would just explode the moment they opened fire.
“If you hold the cannon while it fires, the communication with the machine spirit will be disrupted, and there will be no way to ensure that the contaminant mixes with the propellant of the shell. This could lead to a contaminant overflow, which is extremely dangerous.”

Pollution is extremely dangerous for superhumans, but safer for ordinary people.

However, this is only relative. Ordinary people who come into direct contact with physical pollution will still be directly eroded and eventually lose control. The reason why the stoker of the steam engine was able to add pollution to the furnace was mainly due to the active suppression by the machine spirit.

The Dragon Breath Cannon is also crucial in that the most important aspect is having the Machine Soul suppress the pollution. If the Machine Soul goes on strike, the hand cannon will become a dangerous source of pollution.

Richard sighed: "So I can only make this cannon as small as possible. There is no way to make it into a ship's cannon for the time being. In the future, there may be cannons that can communicate with machine spirits without having to hold them in your hands, but not now."

"So that means this weapon can only be used by banshees, right?"

“That’s not entirely true.” Richard’s expression turned strange.

The Dragon Breath Cannon is perfectly adequate for the Banshees to use; their strength is just right for it. Many Banshees find the Gatling gun insufficiently powerful, and the steam rifle doesn't allow them to fire freely.

Besides the Banshee, other superhumans can also use this weapon. Richard, as a superhuman of the Moth of Fire, is not known for his strength, but he can still unleash the power of the second-stage Dragon Breath Cannon.

It's just that it's used rather reluctantly, requiring the use of all one's strength to counteract the recoil.

As for humans, Hughes saw no hope that they could use this weapon. No matter how much they trained, they couldn't withstand the recoil of tons of force!

But Richard didn't seem to think so.

"My lord, I have been studying the mysteries of the human body. If I may be so bold, no one in the Fire-Chasing Moths understands the human body better than me."

Hughes was startled. Could it be that Richard had really figured something out?
Forbidden Zones of God, physical sanctification, genetic locks, or something like that?
However, Richard changed the subject:
"I discovered that humans have limits, flesh and blood have limits, but steel does not."

"Why not use hard steel instead of soft flesh and blood?"

Hughes was dumbfounded.

Your train of thought changes like the wind!
But then I thought about it again, and it seems that similar research has been done in the world for a long time. Wasn't the mechanical priest who killed him earlier covered in steel prosthetics?
Hughes suddenly frowned. He knew very little about the major churches before and only thought that the mechanical priest was from the Candlelight Church. Now that he thought about it, how could he possibly be from the Mechanical Church?

And aren't the Mechanical Sanctuary and the Candlelight Society at odds?

"Richard, what is your relationship with the Mechanical Temple?"

Richard was taken aback; clearly, the topic had jumped a bit too far.

"There's no overt connection, but things are pretty good behind the scenes. The Firemoth had a lot of exchanges with the Mechanical Society, the predecessor of the Mechanical Temple, even before the Candlelight Society split."

"What is the relationship between the Mechanical Sanctuary and the Candlelight Order?" "Very bad. The Mechanical Sanctuary was very close to the royal family and almost hostile to the Candlelight Order. But that was before. Now that the Queen is dead, it's hard to say what will happen."

Richard shrugged: "We haven't heard from the Empire in a long time."

Hughes tapped the cannon barrel lightly with his fingers.

The Candlelight Order and the Mechanical Temple have a very bad relationship, so how did he end up being killed by the Mechanical Priest and then taken in by the Candlelight Order?

Thinking about it carefully, the mechanical priest seemed to have the emblem of the Candlelight Church on his body.

Forget about all that. When I descend into the body of worker Hughes in the future, I'll listen to more news from the scepter. For now, I'll just focus on the present.

“My lord, since you asked about the Mechanical Sanctuary, you must have guessed my line of thinking.” Richard nodded with a smile. “I think the Mechanical Sanctuary’s approach of cutting off limbs and directly replacing them with mechanical structures is a bit extreme.”

"I want to make some reforms, not to abandon the weak flesh and blood, but to protect and support it with hard steel."

Hughes's eyes lit up. A mecha or an exoskeleton? Just name it, I'm sure I can handle it!
Then Richard took out several blueprints from his bag:

"Based on the architecture of Castel Cathedral, I designed several dragon breath cannons that can be fixed to the wall and fired."

Hughes took the blueprint and examined it carefully.

Richard's thinking wasn't complicated. Humans couldn't wield the Dragon Breath Cannon, so he decided to fix it to a permanent fortification like a church.

Yes, Castel's churches really are all permanent fortifications.

The dragon breath cannon fixed to the church doesn't have to worry about recoil; it can be operated by a person, and with a few mechanical bases, it can even rotate freely.

Hughes looked at it for a long time and finally nodded: "The design seems to have no problems, but it can only be installed on permanent fortifications?"

"For now, yes."

"So we have no way to use it for attack?"

"Hmm, could we have the church stand up and charge into battle with the army?"

"Of course not!" Hughes covered his face. "I thought you'd come up with something like an exoskeleton, a mechanically powered suit of armor. Turns out your solution is to make the church stand up? Your idea doesn't seem much more plausible than Tata's!"

Richard awkwardly took off his monocle and wiped it with a cloth repeatedly.

"Ahem, my lord, the technology you mentioned is only mastered by the Mechanical Sanctuary, and it's said that a portion of it has been lost."

Goodness, do we need archaeology to build exoskeletons?
"Are there any other options?"

“I think the biological modification of the ‘compassionate mother’ might be a viable approach, but that’s a bit too evil.”

It is indeed sinister, and the [Compassionate Mother] herself is not very powerful, so there is not much point in researching in this direction, at least not much help in the area of ​​artillery.

Hughes sighed, feeling that the cannons were still far from being practical.

Just as he was about to leave, Hughes suddenly stared at the blueprint in his hand and froze.

Those were the blueprints for a new ship he had just gotten from Tata. The ship was ridiculously large, big enough to hold the entire population of Castells.

So, building a church on top of it shouldn't be a big problem, right?
(End of this chapter)