Starting with ten elixirs of immortality, I led the First Emperor to rebel against the Qin Dynasty.

Zhao Huan turned back to the crowd, his expression turning serious once more.

His gaze swept across the room, and he said in a deep voice, "What I just mentioned are our long-term goals. Now, we have two urgent matters to attend to."

Everyone pricked up their ears, their expressions focused.

Zhao Huan's gaze first fell on Lu Sheng and his group of sorcerers.

"You people refine pills all year round, you must have encountered your fair share of furnace explosions, right?"

Lu Sheng and the others trembled and nodded hurriedly.

"Reporting to Young Master, it happens very often. When that alchemy furnace explodes, it's like thunder, and it has almost killed us several times."

"That's right." Zhao Huan nodded. "You thought it was an accident, or that the elixir energy was impure? Let me tell you, it wasn't an accident. You inadvertently touched upon a world-destroying power!"

He paused, then continued, "This power is hidden in the stone powder you usually use for alchemy. The first thing I want you to do is find this power!"

"It's called gunpowder!"

"gunpowder!"

Mo Yuan, Gongshu Che, and the others repeated the word, their eyes filled with curiosity.

Zhao Huan looked at them and repeated what he had said to Ying Zheng before.

Gunpowder is a black powder. Just a tiny spark can unleash tremendous power in an instant! This power can blast boulders to dust, level mountains, and cause even the strongest city walls to crumble!

Split mountains and shatter rocks! Level high mountains! Collapse city walls!

These words made the artisans, who had just been awestruck by the phrase "flying into the sky and diving into the sea," breathe rapidly once again.

If flying into the sky and diving into the sea still seems like an unattainable dream, then gunpowder that can split mountains and shatter rocks sounds much more real.

They were all people who dealt with stone and metal, and they knew the insignificance of human power.

But now, someone is telling them that a black powder can do all of this?

"Young Master, how... how is this gunpowder made?" Mo Yuan couldn't help but ask anxiously.

"The recipe isn't difficult," Zhao Huan said confidently. "It mainly consists of three things: seven parts saltpeter, two parts sulfur, and one part charcoal."

Saltpeter? Sulfur? Charcoal?

Lu Sheng cried out in disbelief; these were all regulars in their alchemy furnace!

"That's right." Zhao Huan looked at Lu Sheng and the others, "But the most important thing is the proportion! A fraction more or less will make a world of difference in the effect. Moreover, the production process is very dangerous; one wrong move and you could blow yourself up."

"Therefore, this matter will be handled by you alchemists. You have dealt with these things for many years and have the most experience. The Mohists and the Gongshu family will assist you, responsible for making tools and recording data."

"I need you to develop the perfect gunpowder formula for me as quickly as possible!"

"After we succeed, we need to build weapons that can project this power, such as muskets or bombs!"

Zhao Huan gave a brief explanation of the principles of firearms and bombs, which made the eyes of generals like Meng Tian and Bai Qi light up.

If such a weapon really existed, would soldiers still need to fight hand-to-hand with swords and knives?

The form of future warfare will be completely changed.

After explaining the matter of gunpowder, Zhao Huan looked at Gongshu Che and Mo Yuan.

"The second thing is about food."

Zhao Huan took out a neatly folded roll of linen from his pocket and handed it over.

"This is a drawing of a new type of plow that I call the curved-shaft plow."

Gongshu Che quickly stepped forward and respectfully accepted it with both hands.

Mo Yuan also joined in.

The two unfolded the linen and were immediately captivated by its exquisite design.

"This...this plow..." Gongshu Che's voice trembled. "It's exquisite! The curvature of the shaft, the design of the plowshare...it's simply a masterpiece!"

Mo Yuan nodded repeatedly, his eyes sparkling with admiration.

"With this, the efficiency of plowing will increase at least several times! And it can be pulled not only by oxen, but also by donkeys and mules!"

Zhao Huan was pleased to see their shocked expressions.

"My father is vigorously promoting a magical crop called potatoes for our great rebellion, which yields 3,000 catties per mu. But the biggest problem now is that plowing is too slow, and there aren't enough manpower and oxen."

"So your task is to build these curved plows as quickly as possible! The more the better! This is the foundation of our 'great cause.' Whether we can feed our brothers depends on you!"

"Yes! Rest assured, young master! We will certainly not fail in our mission!"

Gongshu Che and Mo Yuan responded in unison, their expressions excited.

They could already foresee the enormous changes these two things would bring to the world once they came into existence.

And they will be the creators of all this!

Ying Zheng stood aside, watching Zhao Huan arrange things clearly for this group of unruly and skilled craftsmen with just a few words, and felt a mix of emotions.

Huan'er's skill in managing people is simply innate.

Using a combination of soft and hard tactics, kindness and severity, striking first and then pulling, one approach after another, leaving no room for resistance.

Looking at the fervent eyes of those craftsmen, he knew that they had been completely won over by Zhao Huan.

At this point, he felt it necessary to add another layer of insurance.

Ying Zheng stepped forward, his cold gaze sweeping across the entire area.

"Today's events, gunpowder, and curved plows, are the top secrets of our great undertaking."

"If even half a word were to leak out of this courtyard..."

He paused, then slowly uttered three words.

"Exterminate their three clans."

The temperature in the courtyard instantly dropped to freezing.

The artisans, who had just been so excited, were now completely silent, not daring to even breathe loudly.

They had no doubt that their "master" was absolutely capable of both his words and deeds.

Zhao Huan watched from the side, nodding inwardly.

My dad is still the best; look at that aura, that murderous intent.

My father has the bearing of an emperor!

After reprimanding everyone, Ying Zheng reverted to his "benevolent father" demeanor, smiling gently at Zhao Huan, as if the ruthless king who had just threatened to exterminate three races of people was merely a figment of everyone's imagination.

But everyone present, except Zhao Huan, knew that what they had just seen was not an illusion, because he was the First Emperor who unified the six kingdoms and the master of the Great Qin.

Zhao Huan emphasized the safety issues again to Mo Yuan, Gongsun Che, Lu Sheng and others, especially the gunpowder research, which must be carried out alone on the other side of the valley far away from the crowd, and the number of people in each experiment must not exceed three.

"Remember, your lives are reserved for my father's grand cause, not for you to court death. Anyone who dares to disregard safety procedures and causes an accident, don't blame me for wiping out their entire clan..." Zhao Huan stopped mid-sentence, noticing Ying Zheng's gaze, and immediately changed his words, "...to be punished with hard labor!"

Everyone agreed.

After explaining everything, Zhao Huan felt it was time to leave.

Before leaving, he felt he needed to create a more festive atmosphere, to give the newcomers who had just joined the "rebellion headquarters" a pep talk, and to strengthen team cohesion.