You, a tyrannical ruler, roam the heavens; you cannot understand my joy.

A short while later.

In front of the main hall, on the square.

The creaking sound of wheels rolling over stone slabs caught Lu Zuo's attention.

He looked up and saw several palace servants pushing a six-wheeled cart slowly along the palace road.

The car is entirely black and its shape resembles a rhinoceros, but its overall height is only a little over one meter.

Facing Lu Zuo, at the front of the car, there is a three-foot square device covered with holes like a honeycomb.

On the vehicle body, there are also bronze artifacts such as wrenches and cranks.

On the other side of the cart, an elderly man with a hunched back, white hair and beard, a thin face, and prominent cheekbones walked forward with his hands behind his back.

His eyes were bright and clear, and his demeanor was composed, giving the impression of him strolling leisurely in his own backyard.

"Gongshu Jia and Gongshu Ming greet the King of Han."

Upon arriving at the palace, the old man bowed and paid his respects to Lu Zuo.

"Your Majesty, when Master Gongshu entered the palace, he insisted that we bring his cart to see him, and he also said..."

"They even said it was the king's request."

Lu Zuo waved his hand: "You may all leave. Mr. Gongshu, please rise as well."

He paused for a moment, then asked, "Master Gongshu, what is this?"

"Your Majesty, this is a repeating crossbow with a thousand machines."

Gongshu Ming straightened up, his withered hand gently stroking the cold car body. Although his tone was respectful, it also revealed a hint of arrogance.

"Your Majesty, I brought this item to Han not only to fulfill the treaty, but also to demonstrate to Your Majesty the humble skill of my Gongshu family's 'Overbearing Mechanical Arts'."

"Your Majesty, please look, these 120 holes are the nest of arrows."

"After each hole, there is a vortex mechanism, with fine copper as the rail and black iron as the spring, interlocking and running in one go."

"Ordinary crossbows are difficult to load and slow to fire."

"The beauty of this car lies entirely in the word 'connection'."

"By turning this wheel, you can rotate the twelve sets of 'vortex arrow magazines' inside, which are filled with specially made three-edged armor-piercing short arrows, one magazine contains 1,200 arrows."

"With just one person turning it, the arrows flow like water from the case, shooting out in rapid succession from the holes, their speed..."

Gongshu Ming paused for a moment, then slowly uttered four words: "Overwhelming!"

This is great stuff!

After the introduction, Lu Zuo's eyes lit up!

If there were hundreds of repeating crossbows on the walls of Nantong, what would they have to fear from the Dongyang army?

"What's the range of the repeating crossbow? Switch to that one..."

Lu Zuo thought for a moment before uttering the technical term: "Would it be convenient to change to that vortex arrow feed magazine?"

Gongshu Ming cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, the Thousand-Machine Repeating Crossbow is my prized possession. Its range can reach up to 260 zhang, and its power is astonishing!"

"Even a Wei infantryman with five or six years of experience in armored combat can be pierced by a single arrow!"

With a range of over 800 meters, it can even penetrate hard martial arts like the Golden Bell Shield and Iron Shirt.

Is this a ballista or a machine gun?

To be honest, Lu Zuo was amazed by the advanced technology in the Qin's World...

"in addition."

Gongshu Ming pointed to the mechanism on the crossbow and said, "Replacing the vortex arrow magazine is extremely convenient. Just pull this mechanism and the empty magazine will fall from the bottom."

"Then open the top cover and neatly lock the new vortex arrow magazine into the mechanism."

Lu Zuo stepped forward and examined it closely. This thing was easy to operate, cheap to carry, and could even be used to transport supplies.

He pointed to a hexagonal object resembling a steering wheel and asked, "What is this?"

"Your Majesty, this is a turning mechanism, used to adjust the firing height and direction."

"Um?"

Lu Zuo looked at the firing port and said, "Mr. Gongshu, did you add rifling here?"

"Your Majesty, why are there rifling marks?"

"Oh." Lu Zuo waved his hand: "I was referring to the spiral pattern inside the hole. I suppose the crossbow bolt spins rapidly after it's fired, thus increasing its range?"

Gongshu Ming was taken aback. "This is the mechanism I have painstakingly studied for many years. It is my proudest masterpiece."

The King of Han only glanced at it before revealing the inside story.

"Your Majesty is wise; that is indeed the case."

Lu Zuo then asked, "Master Gongshu, how much did this item cost?"

"Your Majesty, one thousand gold coins for each carriage, plus one hundred fully loaded vortex arrow magazines."

So expensive?

The gold in Qin's Moon is not pure gold, but an alloy, though it has an extremely high gold content.

In the original story, the annual military expenditure for South Korea's 100,000-strong army was only 100,000 gold coins.

Furthermore, when Han Fei went to Nanyang to provide disaster relief and helped hundreds of thousands of victims, he only spent a little over ten thousand gold coins.

This demonstrates just how powerful the purchasing power of this gold is.

No wonder all the arms dealers in the world are rolling in money…

However, if they brought gold from the Tang Dynasty to buy things here, they could consume a lot of it themselves.

But as I said before, he doesn't have that much time to go back and forth.

"How much is a crossbow bolt?"

"Your Majesty, crossbow bolts are not sold individually. They are packaged in a vortex-type arrow box, which costs ten gold coins per box, containing one hundred and twenty bolts."

Lu Zuo nodded: "Okay."

"Let me first verify the power of the crossbow, and then I will discuss it in detail with Mr. Gongshu."

……

A short while later.

On the training ground of the palace guards, rows of armor were neatly tied to wooden stakes.

Two hundred feet away, Gongshu Ming set up the thousand-machine repeating crossbow, adjusted its position slightly, then placed his hand on the crank handle, and his gaze darkened.

"Your Majesty, watch closely."

As soon as he finished speaking, he exerted force in his arm and started the mechanism!

Swish swish swish swish~~!

In an instant!

The piercing whistling sounds blended together, and a torrent of steel poured out from the dense holes in the front of the car!

Patches of dark light shot out at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye, heading straight for the armor on the wooden stake!

Ding ding ding......

The impact was muffled, like a sudden downpour hitting sheet metal, or like a heavy hammer pounding a drum, so dense that there wasn't a single gap!

Snap, splash...

The armor was no longer pierced, but torn to shreds by a dense barrage of armor-piercing arrows!

The fragments fell to the ground with a clatter, leaving the imperial guards on both sides speechless with astonishment.

For a time...

The entire training ground was completely silent!

"This thing is a metal storm!"

"A martial artist who has reached the peak of the acquired realm, if confronted head-on, would be riddled with arrows and turned into a hedgehog!"

Even if it's congenital, some damage will still occur.

After a moment's analysis, Lu Zuo asked in a deep voice, "Mr. Gongshu, how many crossbow carts did you bring this time?"

"Meet the King, twenty vehicles."

"I will take them all, but you must give me three hundred vortex arrow caskets for each vehicle."

South Korea's national treasury has very little money left, only a little over 20,000 gold coins in total.

But Lu Zuo doesn't care about this or that?

In another sixty-odd days, he will no longer be the King of Han, so he can go all out and cause trouble.

Gongshu Ming's eyes lit up, and he bowed respectfully, saying, "I will give each cart an additional five hundred."

Oh?

Master Gongshu, you've given me a wonderful surprise.

……

Then, Lu Zuo had a detailed conversation with Gongshu Ming and learned that the Corpse-Driving Demon had not yet arrived in Qin, but had met him on the road.

Gongshu Ming originally planned to go to the State of Chu to promote his new invention, but after learning that the King of Han was interested in the domineering mechanical arts, he changed his route and came to Xinzheng.

"As far as I know, the mechanical beasts of the Gongshu family are also very powerful..."

"Return to your Majesty."

Gongshu Ming nodded: "That's true, but the Gongshu family has an agreement with the Qin state that the mechanical beasts can only be sold to the Qin state and cannot be leaked to outsiders."

"Otherwise, the Gongshu family would be wiped out."

In that case, we'll have no choice but to target the Mohists from now on.

Lu Zuo hummed in agreement and asked some more questions about the details of mechanical arts, but Gongshu Ming told him a lot, yet he didn't understand a single word.

With a tap of the finger, one is instantly transported to Chapter 86, the world of Qin Dynasty's cutting-edge technology and the magnificent world of the Thousand-Machine Repeating Crossbow.

To be honest, after seeing the Thousand-Machine Repeating Crossbow, he felt increasingly that Qin Shi's technological capabilities were quite absurd...

That thing was simple in construction and made of rough materials, yet it was incredibly powerful and had mysterious functions.

How exactly was it made?

Not scientific!

That's not scientific at all!

Since the repeating crossbow carts could not be sent to the army, Lu Zuo ordered the Imperial Guards to transport them all to the palace so that he could take them with him when he left.

The palace staff and imperial guards discussed this amongst themselves.

"Your Majesty must have been terrified by the repeated assassination attempts..."

……

If you have something to say, say it at length; if you don't, say it briefly.

Fifty days have passed in the blink of an eye.

During this period, Lu Zuo neglected state affairs, spending his days either working diligently or locking himself in his bedchamber to practice martial arts.

He publicly claimed to be unwell, and all government affairs were handled entirely by Zhang Kaidi.

"call……."

Inside the bedchamber, Lu Zuo slowly opened his eyes, exhaled a breath of fresh air, and got off the bed.

"Just two more levels to go..."

Now, he has completely broken through to the 23rd level of the True Realm, and his strength has made a qualitative leap!

The cultivation of the Three Realms is only two steps away: the beginning of the Three Burner Divine Path and the fusion of the Three Realms into one.

"The breakthrough of the Three Jiaos is about to be successful, but the final unification of the three elements depends on 'enlightenment'."

"I've grasped it; I've directly achieved mastery of the Three Elements."

"If you can't figure it out... then just figure it out slowly..."

Throughout history, countless martial artists with exceptional talent and extraordinary abilities have been stuck on the word "enlightenment."

Take, for example, the Yin Gui Sect master that Zhu Yuyan mentioned. That person entered the martial arts world at the age of ten, achieved mastery of the acquired realm at the age of twelve, mastery of the innate realm at the age of fifteen, and entered the Three Yuan realm at the age of seventeen.

Now, at the age of 138, it still cannot integrate the three elements into one.

"I wonder if my comprehension is sufficient?"

After thinking for a moment, Lu Zuo summoned his character panel to check his own attribute status.

Name: Lu Zuo.

Age: 21.

Identity: Imposter emperor, rebel leader.

Constitution: +801.

Lifespan: +633.

Internal Force: +293.

Enlightenment: +282.

Zen Enlightenment: +157.

Poison Path: Additional +1953.

Blade Path: Additional +185.

Kendo: +167.

Charm: +1530.

Luck: +32.

Music, chess, calligraphy, and painting: +850.

Cultivation level: Three Elements Return to One.

Cultivation Techniques: Imperial Path Ultimate Scripture, First Level: Disguise Technique, Reverse Wind Slash, Nine Yang Return to Origin Great Art, Fire Charm Technique, Netherworld Poison Flame (1/60000), Thousand Blade Flow Slash Technique, Fourth Level (172661/300000).

Talent 1: Tyrannical and incompetent ruler.

Talent 2: Travel incognito.

Talent 3: Rebellion.

Space: 10 cubic meters.

The fourth move of the Thousand Blade Slash Technique is Sweeping the Army, which can make each of the thousand blade fragments spin at high speed and be controlled by Qi to sweep away thousands of troops!

The spinning fragments can easily tear through armor, and even defensive techniques.

If he mastered this move, Lu Zuo was confident that he could kill two thousand elite soldiers all by himself!

If one has sufficient internal energy, it is not impossible to reach thousands or even tens of thousands.

A single person capable of taking down two thousand combatants can easily tear apart battle formations and disrupt enemy defenses, exerting a decisive influence on the course of the battle!

"My current level of internal energy is roughly twice that of Ji Wuye, right?"

"After mastering the Three Elements, if one could double the improvement..."

"This will give us the confidence to fight future battles!"

……

Half an hour later, outside Xinzheng City, in the open field near the bamboo forest.

The afternoon sun cast its slanting rays, and a breeze drifted through the bamboo grove, rustling the bamboo leaves. The grass rustled softly, swaying gently and rippling with waves of green.

Lu Zuo walked slowly forward, preparing to find the Hundred Poison King and the others.

Firstly, to see how well the poison powder was made.

Secondly, I'd like to go out and try my luck to see if I can trigger my second talent.

and also……

He had been cooped up in the palace for over two months and was bound to feel stifled; it was time for him to come out and get some fresh air.

"Um?"

"The smell of blood?"

As soon as he arrived near the bamboo forest, before he had even ventured deep inside, Lu Zuo smelled a strong scent of blood.

He followed the scent and saw Yan Lingji lying on the grass at the edge of the bamboo forest, covered in blood, her face pale and panting heavily.

"What happened?"

"Where is the King of Poisons?"

"The people of Luo Wang... want the treasure of Baiyue..."

Yan Lingji weakly raised her head. Pointing to the other side of the bamboo forest: "The King of Poisons' life... is hanging by a thread."

This old man can't die!

Lu Zuo's eyes darkened, and he activated the Ethereal Steps technique, shifting his position and teleporting away into the distance.

……

Several miles away, at the foot of the mountain.

"Cough, cough cough cough..."

The King of Poisons knelt on one knee, coughing up blood incessantly. A strong stench emanated from him, and the ground was littered with the corpses of venomous snakes, cut into several pieces but still wriggling.

"Hehehe, as expected of a top-tier assassin from the Luo Wang organization."

"Even if I were to burn my bridges and use the Hundred Poisons Pill to enhance my power, I still wouldn't be able to touch the hem of your clothes..."

Before him stood a tall woman with long, slender legs, flowing hair, wearing fish-scale armor, and holding a long, sharp sword.

The woman wore a cold, hard metal mask, her eyes sharp as knives, fixed on the King of Poisons.

"If you have someone to blame, it's just bad luck."

"I did not come for you, but was drawn by your poisonous fog, only to realize that the person the Prime Minister is looking for is right before my eyes."

"Hehehe..." the King of Poisons chuckled strangely, "Lü Buwei?"

"Alright, alright, I admit defeat."

"but!"

"You will not get a single word about the Baiyue treasure from me!"

not good!

The woman with the sword cried out in alarm, "Retreat!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already touched the ground with both feet, and his body was soaring backward, landing more than ten feet away in an instant.

The black-clad swordsman who was originally behind her still hadn't reacted and was still standing there in a daze.

Why rush to self-destruct?

Just as the Hundred Poison King's body began to swell and his eyes shone with a fierce green light, a figure descended from the sky.

Lu Zuo's steady and powerful hand rested on the Hundred Poison King's shoulder: "You haven't finished refining the poison powder for me yet, you can't die."

The lonely one?

Upon hearing this self-proclaimed title and glancing at the obese body before her, the sword-wielding woman's eyes narrowed sharply!

he……

Could it be King An of Han?

No way?

Wasn't that guy physically weak and stupid as a pig?

How could this be...?

"Hey, another big fish has arrived?"

Behind him, a short, thin man wielding a short sword grinned and said, "King Han, since you're not enjoying yourself in the palace, come with me."

"If I present you to the Prime Minister, the reward will certainly be substantial!"

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