I became a god through archaeology in the Wizarding World.

In the underground laboratory of the history department building, the hum of the air circulation system was drowned out by the even louder sounds of mechanical operation.

The heavy lead door was open, and a group of soldiers in Royal Guard uniforms were carrying in heavy black iron boxes.

Each box is engraved with complex sealing runes, but even so, when the lid is pried open, the air is instantly filled with a static charge that stings the skin.

Rhodes stood in front of the lab bench, holding a list in his hand, his gaze sweeping over the ores inside the box that emitted a faint blue light.

"Three hundred pounds of Thunder Source Stone; fifty Storm Crystals; two hundred complete glands of deep-sea electric eels; and... this high-purity core of lightning-struck wood."

Rhodes picked up the piece of charred wood that faintly shone with gold, sensing the violent energy contained within.

These were strategic reserves accumulated in the royal treasury over hundreds of years. Normally, even a small piece of them would cause a sensation in the black market, but now they were piled up at his feet like coal.

Sig stood in the doorway, his gray eyes watching Rod's every move.

As the king's watchdog, he had to ensure that these supplies were used to manufacture weapons, rather than being embezzled.

"Lord Sig, please have your soldiers withdraw." Rhodes put down the lightning-struck wood, his tone calm: "The alchemy process that follows is extremely unstable. Ordinary people present will interfere with the magnetic field, and may even have their hearts pierced by the stray electric arcs."

Sieg waved his hand, and the guards put down the boxes and orderly withdrew from the laboratory.

As the doors closed, only Rhodes, Professor Isaac, and a sweating Benjamin remained in the vast space.

Without saying a word, Rhodes walked up to the pile of lightning source stones, his hands not wearing protective gloves.

With a thought, the Thunder Frog Sac deep in his throat trembled slightly, and a very faint film of electric current appeared on his skin.

This is an advanced application of [Static Skin], allowing him to directly touch high-energy lightning-attribute materials without being harmed.

Rhodes' fingers flew across the pile of ore.

"This piece has too many impurities; it'll be used to make powder."

"This part has a stable energy structure and will be reserved for core energy supply."

"This one..." Rhodes picked up a fist-sized, top-grade Thunder Source Stone that seemed to have thunderclouds churning inside, and calmly placed it into the metal box on the left labeled "Special Purpose": "This one has too high an energy density and is not suitable as a disposable item."

In just ten minutes, the priceless materials were divided into two piles.

Approximately 30 percent of the top-grade materials were intercepted by Rhodes under the guise of "core power supply," while the remaining 70 percent were pushed to the production line overseen by Benjamin.

"Benjamin, start the grinder."

Rhodes walked to the control panel, where three huge alchemy grinders had already been set up.

"The formula is very simple: three parts Thunder Source Stone powder, one part electric eel gland extract, and one part potassium nitrate as an igniter."

As he spoke, Rod demonstrated it himself.

He threw a medium-quality Thunder Origin Stone into the grinder, and with a screeching sound, blue powder flowed out from the outlet.

Next, he took out a bottle of cloudy, viscous liquid, which was an extract from the glands of electric eels.

"Note that you must keep stirring clockwise while mixing, and continuously apply a weak current to activate the powder."

Rhodes extended his finger, a wisp of electricity dancing at the tip, and probed into the mixing container.

sizzle-

The original grayish-blue mixture expanded instantly under the stimulation of the electric current, turning into a bright silver-blue dust. Every particle was trembling slightly, as if it might explode at any moment.

"This is thunderstorm dust."

Rod grabbed a handful of dust, put it into a specially made thin-skinned glass sphere, and then sealed it.

"If you throw it hard, the pressure change inside the glass will ignite dust the moment it shatters, creating a high-voltage electric field within a five-meter radius. For marine mammals that rely on their nervous system to sense water flow, this is like throwing them into an electrified bathtub."

Benjamin stared in disbelief, then his eyes gleamed like gold coins.

The process is not complicated. As long as there are enough raw materials and the core parameters provided by Rhodes, his workers can easily mass-produce it.

"Professor, you are in charge of assembling the concussion mines."

Rhodes turned and walked toward another experimental table.

There was a pile of iron plates engraved with runes.

"These iron discs are inscribed with a simplified version of gravity collapse runes," Rhodes said, pointing to the groove in the center of the disc. "I deduced this from the biomagnetic field principle of the gravity rock ray in the underground ruins."

He picked up a piece of secondary storm crystal and embedded it into the groove.

"When the crystal is activated, the rune will instantly create a brief high-frequency gravitational wave oscillation. This oscillation is generally ineffective against hard objects, but it is deadly to the high-density bones and internal organs of deep-sea creatures that have evolved to resist water pressure."

Rhodes picked up the assembled landmine and walked to the testing area in the corner of the laboratory.

There was a Deep One's family member who had been captured alive by the military police and brought there.

The monster, chained inside the water tank, was frantically pounding against the glass wall, emitting a piercing hiss.

Rhodes attached the landmine in his hand to the outside of the water tank and then activated it by channeling a wisp of magic.

hum-

There was no violent explosion or flash, only a muffled, low-frequency hum.

The water in the tank boiled instantly, producing countless tiny bubbles.

The Deep One's companion froze abruptly.

Immediately afterwards, its scale-covered body began to twist unnaturally, a large amount of black blood gushed from its mouth and nose, and its eyeballs burst open.

Its bones and internal organs had been completely shattered into a paste by the high-frequency vibrations just now.

The monster slid limply to the bottom of the water and fell silent.

"Results confirmed."

Rhodes recorded the data expressionlessly: "Lethal radius three meters, crippling radius seven meters. For a densely packed merman force, this is the most efficient clearing weapon."

Sig stared at the corpse in the water tank, his eye twitching slightly.

This killing efficiency was far faster and far more ruthless than his dagger.

"Start production."

Rhodes gave the order: "Benjamin, I want the first batch of five hundred thunderstorm dust and two hundred concussion mines packed before dawn. Tell the workers that their wages will be doubled tonight, but anyone who dares to steal even a single powder will be stuffed into a concussion mine."

"Yes! Yes!" Benjamin nodded hurriedly and turned to direct the trembling apprentices.

The laboratory instantly transformed into a bustling arsenal.

The roar of the grinder, the boiling of the liquid, and the clanging of metal mingled together.